Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Anastasia]

Rachel leans back onto the couch, and closes her eyes. "Option 1 seems like a high risk at best, option 2 is probably illegal and not good for your life span if you get caught, not to mention morally shaky. That leaves..." she trails off, letting you fill in the blank.

[Carthrat]

"Option three is horribly slow and my psyche cannot stand it and I will go insane," finishes Carthrat. "Which makes choosing difficult."

[Anastasia]

"I still have a few things I can sell, I suppose. Further, I could get a job myself to help out," she muses, still leaning back.

[Carthrat]

"You don't want a job here," replies Carthrat, making a face.

[Anastasia]

She looks at you oddly. "You mean...?" she asks, making a suggestive motion with her hands.

[Carthrat]

"You don't look like the sort to be a prostitute," replies Carthrat. "Or a stripper. And the distinction is really lost if you want to become a waitress in this corner of the galaxy, because everyone will be feeling you up anyway, and if you slap them, you get fired."

[Anastasia]

"Well," she says quickly. "That's out. So, about those other options..." she says, changing the subject.

[Carthrat]

"Scam'n'gamble," says Carthrat. "Though.. hmm.

We could try for honest work on a freighter or something, I can make some decent money as an engineer, and the contract is never long for these journies because the owners don't know if their business is going to be insolvent.

Be a week or three of work. Hmm.."

[Anastasia]

"It sounds better than trying scam and cheat up some money," she comments. "And even if it's dangerous, it's better than getting on the wrong side of things from the get go."

[Carthrat]

"Though it dosn't really get us anywhere," continues Carthrat. "Besides, this is a gambling den. Scamming and cheating is what people do here. It's not like they'll call the cops on me or anything..

Oh well. We've got plenty of time to work out what to do, after all. Are you hungry?"

[Anastasia]

"Not really, that meal on the transport filled me up. I'm more interested in a nap," she says, laying down on the couch.

[Carthrat]

"Heh. I'll leave you here, then," replies Carthrat. "Gonna do me some wandering. Keep the door locked, I have the key," he finishes, moving towards the exit.

[Anastasia]

"Right," Rachel says, waving as you leave.

The gambling areas are spread out, as there is an extremely large selection of games. The games run the spectrum, and there is a combat arena for betting as well. That's what really cements this as an upper class, high powered deal, as an arena is costly and needs financial backing.  

Thousands of creatures roam and gamble here, space fortunes won and lost every few minutes.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat hangs around the combat arena, taking an intrest in the proceedings.

[Anastasia]

The combat arena a large square, with raised seats above the walls and forcefields of the inner battle area. Inside this field, biological and mechanical beings battle while others place bets on them. The matches vary from simple subdual to the rarer kill match.

Right now, a muscluar Shirian is battling a robot with his bare hands in a close match. The crowd is quite into it while things go on...