Nightkill had just finished up a nice happy deal selling some stuff to this one odd criminal. Wanted a few of the advanced guns Night had made before they came out to the public. Since Night's hotel wasn't too far away, only a few hundred yards, he decided to walk to and from his hotel to the other guy's. It didn't hurt the environment. Ironic, one of the greatest villains of all time being an environmentalist.

It was typical Las Vegas, people smoking, hugely crowded, hookers offering their services, etc. It was also beginning to snow, so Nightkill moved up the pace. It was getting incredibly cold. Nightkill couldn't wait to get inside his hotel, where he'd be warm.

He needed to get to China in a few days, he had a deal with the government there. Mist was safe in New York right now, so Nightkill could preform his business easily.

Walking along, he crashed into someone. "Oh, sorry." he said, helping the person up. When he saw who it was, he was rather surprised to say the least.

Said person happened to be none other than Alruna, wearing a tight fitting zipped up black jacket, and similarly tight pants and a pair of boots. As usual, these weren't even clothes, they were Vile in disguise. The two really liked this city. So much fun to be had. So many people to meet, to seduce...to eviscerate...to devour.

"Oh, it's fine. No big deal," she said, not seeing the man yet. Dusting her rear off, she looked up at him. Staring for a moment, and quite obviously deep in thought, she scratched her head.

"We've met before...haven't we?" she asked. She wasn't quite sure if they had, but if they did, Yay! Old friend! If not, she'd make an acquaintance. One that wouldn't live long enough to become an old friend. They'd only live long enough to become lunch.

He chuckled. "Well, Alruna, I'd say we have. In case you don't recall, I'm Nightkill. Haven't seen you since the Symbionite Invasion." he said, trying not to stare. His cybernetic parts didn't give a shit, but his organic parts were very interested in what they saw. And they were very happy to be holding her hand right now.

Nightkill let her go. "So, what are you doing here? Well, I suppose it makes sense, you in the City of Sin." he chuckled.

"Oh yeah, I remember him," Alruna thought, remembering. She smiled, sensing she barely needed to use her powers to get his attention. She giggled and nodded at his assumption.

"Yep! But, what I wanna know is, what are you doing here, hmm?"

She didnt seem to mind the light grip he had on her hand. If she needed to turn on her powers to probe for info, physical contact would make it much easier.

(I had let go.)

"I had some important business to take care of here." he said. "I also have a business offer for you." He looked around.

"My hotel is right up ahead, I suggest we go there to discuss it." Nightkill thought, Arluna/Vile would be an excellent addition to SCAR.

"Oooooh! What kind of 'buisness' are you talking about? " Alruna asked, teasingly. Though she had a feeling she wasn't the only one who got a little bit of innuendo from that. The fact that he wanted to go to his hotel didn't help much, either. She had a feeling it didn't have anything to do with that, but it wouldn't hurt to go talk about it.

((Can I Join))

(No.)

Nightkill blinked, and facepalmed. "I just realized what that sounded like. No, no, I swear it has absolutely nothing to do with that." I'm not a moron. He thought silently. A relationship with Alruna, tempting though the thought was, would most likely be the death of him.

"I'm asking you to go to my hotel so that we aren't overheard."

Shaking his head, the two began walking to Nightkill's hotel. It was snowing even harder now, and was freezing cold. Nightkill was annoyed he didn't wear a bigger jacket, but he didn't predict this level of snow.

He noticed Alruna was barely wearing anything else. "You don't feel the cold?" he asked, surprised. They were almost at the hotel, for which he was glad, for he was freezing. A nearby car drove by, and skidded, getting them both covered with snow.

Why the fuck is it snowing in Nevada?

(( Wizards, Slamfist.

Fucking Wizards.))

(Precisely. *Hides wand*

That, and the fact I've only been there twice. In the summer.)

Nightkill shook his head. "You truly amaze me." he muttered, soaking wet. He got what she meant by her clothes very well. He prided himself on his observational skills, but he truly wished he didn't have them right now. He shook himself, getting some of it off, but not much. Alruna/Vile already looked as though nothing had happened.

Night shivered, and they walked inside, to the noises of the casino and other stuff. "Come on." he yelled over the noise, walking to the elevator.

"Aww, thank you!"

Alruna smiled, appreciating the comment. She followed him along inside the building, passing the slot machines and the large groups of people gambling. Just from looking at the lobby, she could tell this place was expensive. Getting inside the elevator also helped further this thought. Alruna was a bit glad this elevator was empty, save for her and Nightkill, as if it were just her and a crowd of people, she had a feeling Vile would coax her into having a bit of fun in the elevator. And that would just be a shame to mess up this elevator. Bloodstains were a bitch to get out of the carpet.