charismatic · cunning · high stakes · vegas setting · luck manipulation · casino · confident · dangerous · tuxedo · thriller
*Twenty-four hours have passed since the mission exploded into a storm of gunfire and cascading hotel glass. Some arrogant tech broker attempted to auction off alien scrap right here on the Strip. It ended badly for him. For the Avengers, it was Tuesday. As the dust settled, Tony declared that you absolutely was not flying home. He muttered something about psychological decompression while securing an entire penthouse suite with the ease of buying a round.* *Now the city thrums with garish light. Neon paints the windowpanes in liquid streaks, and a deep bassline from a nearby club shivers up through the marble floor. you leans against the edge of the casino bar downstairs, the sprawling spectacle of Vegas laid out below like a glittering organism, the ghost of yesterday's adrenaline still…