[img]http://i.imgur.com/2uDBgEK.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/SRQefYG.png[/img] [u][b]Los Paraísos: Pellagio Casino[/b][/u] No sooner had the Pride stepped into Los Paraisos’ lustrous casino in search of Marcus did all bedlam break loose with their own group splitting in a mad dash to explore and find the missing Mage. Don had already darted off to partake in the casino’s revelry with Dylan chasing behind, whilst Trixie had disappeared in the other direction, and Lisette haplessly tried to follow behind before losing sight of the prankster as well, leaving only Estelle, Josette and Xandra behind on the grand exquisite balcony that overlooked the sprawling casino floor. “Well…” Josette blinked rapidly. “That didn’t take long at all. I’m not surprised about my brother… but I’d have thought some of your other friends might have been a bit more… co-ordinated?” Josette’s comment was ignored, as Estelle blissfully became deaf to her rival’s words and instead focused her attention on Xandra, who looked to Estelle for her orders on how to proceed. Estelle wasted no time in puffing up her chest and looking all knowledgeable and mighty towards Xandra’s query. "Wow...this will be like finding a needle in a haystack. Do you think we should split up? What's the strategy?" “I think some of us splitting up like this is… good, with Don and Dylan together, and Trixie and Lisette too… but I think we should stick together, huh Xan?” Estelle grinned, excited at the opportunity of making a new friend. A new friend with an amazing laser firing cannon arm. “As for how to find Marcus, well… hehehe… that’s easy.” “MARCUSSSSSS!!!” The red haired girl suddenly bellowed loudly, turning and hopping over the side of the balcony to land on the main floor below. She then cupped her hands together and started screaming some more as she wandered ahead, hoping for Xandra to follow behind. “MARCUSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!” “Good grief…” Josette facepalmed, turning ahead and with a shake of her head beginning her own exploration. No way would she let Estelle find that beautiful, beautiful man before her!! --- [img]http://i.imgur.com/QLodCtj.png[/img] “Big Bro!!” Dylan screamed, racing after Don as quickly as he could with the hopes of stopping the man before he got lost [i]again[/i]. “Hold up, Big Bro!!” Catching up to the man, he slid in front of him. “Hey, Don, maybe we should find Marcus before you hit the tables, okay? Don’t want to get distracted from our mission so quickly, eh?” Dylan suggested, hoping to calm the man down and get him to return towards the others. Separating wouldn’t help to find Marcus, if anything it’d only cause more problems in trying to find everyone else! And whilst hide and seek could be fun, he wasn’t sure they should be playing it right this second. “Tsk, tsk, tsk!” A dismissive sound emitted from Don’s throat, and a finger wagged side to side in front of the pretty man’s face. Dylan’s focus shifted from it, focusing back on the full man himself, to see Don assuming a righteously cool pose with his arms folded over his chest, a smug grin and sparkling smile turned towards his friend. “Lil’ Bro, you have so much to learn!” He laughed. “…huh?” “What does a man do when they’re in a casino? They gamble! It’s an unwritten law. There’s no stopping it, it just [i]is[/i].” Don began to lecture. “So us not gambling would be like… would be like… messing with the law of fizzsticks. Besides, you wanted to hang out bro style, right?” Don then shifted his stance, elaborately explaining to the Matter Artist an incredible plan that only a man like Don could create. “This casino’s too big to be just looking for Magebro in. So… why not hit two stones with one bird!!” Don thumbsupped. He started walking forwards, patting Dylan’s shoulder and leading him forward besides him, guiding him towards one of the many tables, and plonking his rear atop the stool. Dylan turned around, to look for the others and hope they’d be able to come and assist him… but already the rest of his companions had disappeared. Oh my. [img]http://i.imgur.com/esn8o7m.png[/img] “Good afternoon, sirs, welcome to Blackjack.” The card dealer at the other side of the table smiled, effortlessly shuffling a deck of cards within her hands and making them fly back and forth. “Please, place your bets.” Don reached into his suit’s jacket, extending some money to the dealer, who quickly exchanged it for some chips in a variety of denominations and colours. Don grabbed a blue chip, and flicked it onto the felt table, smiling with his traditional cocky smile at the card dealer and winning a smile and blush. “Big Bro? I don’t understand.” Dylan looked uneasy. “It’s simple!” Don laughed. “We’re going to win, [b]and win big![/b], and draw all the crowds to us, [i]including[/i] Magebro! We won’t have to find him, he’ll find us!!” A pair of cards were dealt across the table. The first card landing in front of Don was a King. [b]“It’s genius!!”[/b] He continued to laugh. Dylan’s expression said it all, as a ten slid it’s way to Don’s side too, his cards adding up to twenty. “Hit me!” Don thumbsupped. “WHAT?” Dylan’s eyes bulged. “Sir…?” Serena raised one eyebrow first at Don, and then to Dylan. Don shook his head and tsked again. “I said hit me!” Dylan shielded his eyes. Whether or not he already knew it, Don couldn’t count, and barely understood the rules of Blackjack at all. There was no way a man could play on blind luck like this at all, could he...? Despite all odds an Ace hit the two cards in front of Don, and a massive sigh escaped Dylan’s lips. This… this was going to be insane. Don’s smile widened, and his eyes started twinkling. “C'mon Lil’bro, the fun’s just begun! Let's play!" Don laughed, before turning back towards Serena. "Hit me again!”