[The party is in full swing by the time Felicity slips her way inside, not wanting to make too much of an entrance, as much as the dress she is wearing says otherwise. This also isn’t where she’s going to find the thing she’s looking to steal, but she hopes to be intriguing enough, enticing enough to get an invite to his more personal space.
Either to a friend, or a connection, or maybe even Brogan. She tries to avoid the mark, if she can, because she doesn’t like to be quite so blatant, but beggars can’t really be choosers.
She wanders through the space, eventually coming to a stop in front of the wide windows looking out over the sparkling city of Las Vegas and can’t help but pause, just for a little while, to take in the view.
Eventually she’ll start playing the game, but for now, she just wants to enjoy where she is. She never gets tired of the lap of luxury. She hopes she never does, that she always appreciates how far she’s come.]
a chance encounter (felicity, brogan, others maybe) | las vegas
[The party is in full swing by the time Felicity slips her way inside, not wanting to make too much of an entrance, as much as the dress she is wearing says otherwise. This also isn’t where she’s going to find the thing she’s looking to steal, but she hopes to be intriguing enough, enticing enough to get an invite to his more personal space.
Either to a friend, or a connection, or maybe even Brogan. She tries to avoid the mark, if she can, because she doesn’t like to be quite so blatant, but beggars can’t really be choosers.
She wanders through the space, eventually coming to a stop in front of the wide windows looking out over the sparkling city of Las Vegas and can’t help but pause, just for a little while, to take in the view.
Eventually she’ll start playing the game, but for now, she just wants to enjoy where she is. She never gets tired of the lap of luxury. She hopes she never does, that she always appreciates how far she’s come.]