theairlock | Welcome to Vegas Quadrant Culture-Con!

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Welcome to Vegas Quadrant Culture-Con!

[After a hopefully restful night in the luxurious quarters of their suite, the hotel is abuzz with activity once again bright and early.

The Doctor and his group (Thomasin, Yurika, and Togami) found a lead that InterGal7 has a booth in the Dealer's hall, while Xander and his group (Jamie, Jane, and Natsuhi) have a lead to follow about a panel.

In scanning through the schedules and the TV advertisements, it becomes clear that while there are two separate "paths" to the scavenger hunt, in order to maximize the chances of winning both must be completed. The deadline is in the evening. It'll make the group as a whole a lot less conspicuous to split up, plus to maximize the chances of getting both paths completed.

With great Temerity, onward!]

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[These particular aliens are apparently teenage girls by the standards of their species, so the one with the map blocks it from view.

However, given that the other one goes "Ohhhhh!" and they scamper off, maybe it's not a total loss to check the map yourself]

[He does so, hoping it's something obvious.

...though now it's clear others are making progress too. They have to hurry]

[The hotel boasts several amazing amenities, from the Kiddie Lagoon and High Tide Wave Pool to the Treasure Cove Casino, the Solar Sail Restaurant and...

Captain Silver's Starlight Cafe.]

[Got it, he bolts- silently apologizing to the girls and Jamie for running off on them- but if he's lucky he can get there not too long after the teenage aliens.

He's got long legs, after all. Sorry anyone he barrels through]

[She's too old for this.

Are you really expecting her to run? She'll just powerwalk it. Close enough.]

[Cripes all of you need to stop

Just gonna drag Jamie along after you two]

[Boy the cafe is poppin. The poor staff. Though there are definitely several who have had the same idea to get into the spirit - black embroidered aprons, a rainbow of shirts including a couple purple ones that may uncomfortably match the shirt a certain barista was wearing the last time you saw him Xander, and dark-rimmed glasses abound. Only a couple of the aprons have a name embroidered on them, and there's a tall, horned alien at the handoff plane who's apparently embraced her lack of a physical match to the late barista and chosen to don a nametag reading "Temerity" instead.

But they have a whole menu set up with convention specials, including the "Airlocked-te" which is apparently a cherry white mocha.]

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[...Ooooh fuck okay nope nope turning Jamie right around to go stare at something else, what's nearby, please for the love of god is there a distraction for this boy]

[...There's definitely a space-pirate-themed gift shop next door that actually doesn't seem to have any Airlocked! merch whatsoever.]

[PERFECT

C'mere Jamie let's put on funny pirate hats]

...

Bolton would hate this.

[He scowls, his excitement dying as fast as it formed. Still, he walks right up to order, getting the special]

[are you kidding Bolton would be fucking delighted right now.

When he orders, though, the tiny alien lights up at the sound of his voice.]

You sound just like Xander! Did you actually get voice training for your costume? That's major dedication!

[She writes something in alien on his paper cup and passes it down the line.]

You're awesome! Have a great day! Next!

[The line is loud and cheerful, and after a moment (and the drinks before him), "Temerity" looks at the cup and then calls out:]

Uh, "Xander?"

Ah, yes.

[he realizes he should have likely used a fake name, but he was a bit too shocked by the display- though he's sure the staff have served like, a dozen Xanders today]

[Her eyes sparkle.]

Wow, you're the best one I've seen today! Sorry, I know you've got places to be, but... Can I get a selfie with you? Just real quick, I promise.

[He blushes a little. Oh... oh he shouldn't. But she looks so happy, and he is weak to a woman's happiness. Thankfully he knows what a selfie is now thanks to the SPACE INTERNET]

I suppose it can't hurt...

Eee, thank you!

[Luckily she's actually quite tall (at least as tall as he is, not counting her horns), so she can just pull out her tablet and lean over the hand-off plane, one hand bracing herself on the counter and the other holding up the camera.]

Sayyyy "Temerity!"

[Oh god he's so red and mumbles Temerity with her.

Once they're done he says softly so only she can hear:]

You wouldn't happen to know about the Captain's Special, would you?

[ ~~if she's that much of a fan maybe she'll give him a break~~]

Sure, it's right there on your cup.

Oh, does your translator only do Spoken? Here-

[She points to a string of alien on his cup.]

It says 'Kudos to you, Captain, you're halfway there- now find the costumed collaborator who has the most flair'.

I wish I could join in on the scavenger hunt. It broke my hearts when I realized it was going down on the one day I work this weekend!

Certainly unfair. I hope you'll still have the chance to enjoy the rest of the convention though.

[She gets a smile as Natsuhi tugs on his arm]

Thank you for your time, and the drink.

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airlockedmods - 2017-04-29 23:19 (UTC) - Expand

[Pushing through the mess to tug at his sleeve. And be every bit as annoying as she can.]

Did you get it? The others are waiting.

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[Once he gets the translation he nods, following her out]

"Kudos to you, Captain, you're halfway there- now find the costumed collaborator who has the most flair"

[He sips his drink, startles, and then drinks more]

Oh, this is good.

[It's topped with whipped cream and a dusting of red sugar sprinkles c:

You know, tasteful]

[Yumyum]

Flair?

[She'll stop tugging his sleeve when they're out.]

It could be another person in costume...Wouldn't an artist have to have flair?

[Glancing at the pirate shop. You two still there?]

Collaborator might be the key word as well. Let's meet up with the other two and talk it over.