Starlight Casino

[Abillioncats]

Silver...she brushed her hair as she looked at the name. 'Connor' really wasn't going to work anymore as a name, at least not in her current state. But if she gave up her old name, wouldn't that be like letting go of her former life forever?

Mmm...that's not all that of a huge loss... Silver decided, she eager dove for the sushi, practically inhaling the stuff. Once she was done with that she took a nice long sip of the milk...it was soooo good!

[Ookalf]

"THEY WILL BE DEALT WITH. ORGANICS ARE EASILY MANIPULATED. THE CASINO WILL OPEN. THOSE WHO HAVE BUILT ME ARE TOO BLINDED BY GREED TO DO OTHERWISE." The graspers extend out and go to... well... grasp him! "ALL THAT IS LEFT NOW IS TO DEAL WITH YOU..."

"We'll see..." Alex dodges under the graspers and runs for the door! He might not have been able to talk down the AI, but might still be able to do something if he can just get away...

[muffinstud]

It is... it almost surprises him as he thinks about it. His hips had been moving so smoothly side to side... their full swaying had felt so... natural... he hadn't even thought about it earlier. Either way... the creature leads him to the entrance of the spa... grinning down at his swimsuit clad form. "Heheee~ Soooo... whats the game? Race to the central tower...? Should I give you a head start?" She clasps her claws behind her back... swaying her hips side to side on the spot... knees pointed inwards. Looking for everything like an excited schoolgirl... Even her eyes looked wide and happy.

The central tower... that had to be where the main control of this place was. If he could reach that, he could send a message to the rest of the team. If the rest had failed like him, then he could tell the captain to shove off... and send for nukes to blast this place out of the stars. "I have no shoes, so yes, I will be wanting head start." He folds his arms under his breasts. "And I will be reaching central core before you."

[Nemo Pemba]

With this sound logic, James soon found himself out on the docks. Straight ahead... a rather scuffed looking maintenance transport. To the right... the entrance to the storage bays he was looking for... to the left... stacks of crates that might be useful to hide. All the while he has clambered out... he has been followed by clicks... and giggles.

Not sparing a moment to consider, James ran straight for the Maintenance Transport. Hoping as he went that the doors would lock behind him, and that maybe something inside could help him.