[center][color=8dc73f][b]New Vegas - The Ultra-Luxe [/b][/color][/center]

Shelby sighed as The King delivered his verdict while the Securitron kept a firm grasp on her arm, "Room arrest?" Shelby tried to raise her arm in protest but the robot prevented it, "[i]FINE [/i]."


Calypso returned The King's glare, "I can assure you that I will not allow any such actions, for we still have business to discuss." She looked at Alex with a smirk, "My sincerest apologies. You too seem to have brainwashed, perhaps you should also seek treatment no?" As she spoke, a man wearing black cargo pants a white t-shirt with a black coat scribbled something onto a piece of paper placing on the table and pointed at it, Calypso snatched it up. [I]'Guns for hire, terms negotiable'[/i], Calypso looked at the man and nodded; folding the paper and tucking it in her cleavage.


"Erm...she certainly is bold.", Brother Martin replied awkwardly, snapping Calypso's focus back to him.

"Sounds magnificent Darling , Tops it shall be, I will meet you there promptly at 8 O'clock." The meeting had been called for the day and the delegates began to shuffle about exiting the room. Waylon waited for Calypso but Reggie had joined Shelby and her escort.

"The hell did you do Shelby?" Reggie asked Shelby offering her a cloth napkin for her bloody hose.

"I stabbed that mother fuckin' NCR douche canoe." Shelby wiped her nose.

"Are you nuts? House's robots usually kill people who do shit like that," Reggie shook her head, "Not to mention the NCR is probably the biggest nation around." Sam walked by and shot her a smirk, [i]what the...?[/i]

"That's some old school shit Sam is running with these days huh Reggie?" Reggie nodded in agreement as the robot continued past security, "Hey, what the hell? I gotta get my shit," Shelby pulled against the robot to no avail.

"You might get it back when this deal is over, just keep walking before you get both of us killed. Reggie kept quiet as tge women walked with the Securitron to The Gomorrah entrance. Reggie could see the frustration in Shelby's face, followed by dissappointment. Reggie handed over her weapons and the trio were shown to suite 253. Reggie opened their door and the robot ushered Shelby though the door. "Do us all a favor and stay put, don't do anything stupid," instructed Reggie, "I had your luggage delivered earlier. See ya later trouble." 

Reggie closed the door, Shelby pushed her back up against it and slid down, blowing her hair out of her face and sighed deeply. "This is bullshit," she thought aloud wiping her nose again smearing blood across her face, [i]screw it, take a shower and drink I guess. [/i] She got up with an annoyed groan and headed towards the bedroom. A bottle of white wine caught her attention as it sat chilling in a bucket of ice on the desk by the bedroom door. She was about to reach for it when she jumped out of her skin, "WHAT THE FUCK????" She stepped back, "Let me guess, that asshole NCR president double sent you to do his dirty work because I stuck his ignorant ass?" Shelby kicked off her heals and clenched her fists as the smartly dressed woman sat in the chair in the corner, "I already got my ass kicked once today,  lets get this over with."