“All three of us” Logan wagged his finger back and forth between the elves and himself. “Is it possible to pay by the night? We’re not exactly sure how long we’re going to be in Vegas.” “All three of you?” the woman asked, one eyebrow arched up in amusement. “Yep!” Abina smiled. “Logan here is our boyfriend!” “Both of you?” the brunette glanced at Logan. “Of course. Logan is so passionate that he needs at least two women to satisfy him,” Kelda locked her violet eyes with the woman behind the counter. “Maybe even three.” The brunette’s face turned a deep shade of red as she glanced down at the keyboard. Then she covered her mouth with her slender hands and let out a bashful giggle. Kelda continued to give the woman seductive looks while she finished entering their information into the computer. “Now I’ll just need a credit card to book your reservation,” the brunette asked. “Here you go,” Logan laid his card on the table. It was nearly maxed out at t
As much as Logan loved slumming it out in nature, one area the city had it beat in was sanitation. Last night, he had to sleep in a car, and as the soothing water from the shower spigot poured down on his head and ran off his brown locks onto the ceramic on the floor, he was really glad he chose something more luxurious for his stay in the Sin City. Even this simple shower screamed luxury. It was one of those stand-up set-ups whose walls were made of dark grey brick, with a shiny ceramic tile floor and a heavy glass door. In addition to the typical shower head that rested at the front of the construction, it had valves running down the sides of the wall that shot out jets of water. The sensation was so soothing that he thought he might just fall asleep right then and there. As he finished up and walked over to brush his teeth, he heard the voices of Abina and Kelda from around the corner. “These are so soft!” Abina giggled. “That’s not fair,
Logan tossed on his robe and meandered out to the main area of the room. When he opened the door, he was greeted by an annoyed three-foot tall goblin who stood with his arms crossed. “Are y’all done in there?” Rafe tapped his foot on the ground. “It’s the middle of the afternoon. Time’s-a-wastin!” “What, are you bored with Bigfoot Files?” Logan rubbed his eyes groggily. “When you’ve seen each episode five or more times, yeah, kinda.” The goblin shrugged. “But mainly, I want to check out the sweet buffet I saw downstairs!”“No gambling for the Rafester?” Logan raised his eyebrow in disbelief.Rafe placed his hand over his heart. “I’ve learned my lesson. Last time I went to a casino, I lost our rent for March. Word of advice – Never bet on black six and red nine, Jakey.” “I’ve always wanted to gamble,” Abina smiled as she casually pulled the straps of her dress over her shoulders. “We are gambling,” Kelda reminded the dark-haired succubus as she tugged on her
The dark-haired succubi reached out and interlocked their arms with Kelda’s, and the three of them made their way across the casino floor towards the buffet. Logan looked down at the goblin in the bag. “I don’t know who I should worry about more,” he said. “You, or the girls?” “Definitely me,” Rafe nodded. As much as Logan liked to give his friend hell about his munchies, he was pretty hungry too. Since the ice cream parlor, all they’d had to sustain themselves was some chips, mixed nuts, and an energy drink from the gas station near the border. As the group approached the shimmering sign of the buffet area, Logan’s stomach growled with anticipation. “Three buffets?” the man behind the cash register asked as he rang up Logan’s order. “That’ll be eighty-four sixty-nine.” “Yikes,” Logan laughed as he pulled out a hundred-dollar bill. “And here I thought the slots were where they got you.”The cashier chuckled at Logan’s joke, took the b
The curvy elve, Abina, was weakly trying to finish off her last spoonful of homemade mashed potatoes, but she could barely get the utensil into her mouth before she placed it down on the table in defeat. Kelda, on the other hand, marveled at her empty plates and rubbed her chin as if she was thinking about going back for seconds. Logan asked the blonde in disbelief, “Are you still hungry?” “Not really,” she shrugged, nearly in a food coma. “But that was so delicious. I know there’s still room in there somewhere!” “How you feeling, buddy?” Logan looked down at the goblin in the bag, Rafe, who was still munching. “Bro, I don’t think I’m going to eat again for weeks.” Rafe let out a loud belch of satisfaction that actually made the sides of the duffle bag vibrate. “That’s a lie, and we both know it,” Logan laughed.“That has to be the most food I’ve eaten in my life,” Abina mused. “I’m used to one solid meal a day, and that’s on a good day.”“When we are with
Logan and Abina walked across the floor to a cluster of slot machines, and Logan motioned for the dark-haired elve to sit down. “You want to give it a spin, Abina?” Logan offered. “Oh, I wouldn’t even know what to do…” Abina trailed off. “It’s easy!” Logan reassured the woman as he leaned over and placed a ten-dollar bill into the machine. “Just choose how many lines you want to play, click the button, and then push play.” Abina seemed hesitant, but she reached out a slender finger and pushed down on the button that gave her the minimal bet option. The machine was the most inappropriate you could ask for given their current situation. It was called “Angelic Chorus,” and featured pictures of angels all over the façade along with money symbols with halos. Logan was actually surprised that all four of them didn’t burst into flames just from touching it. Abina hesitated at the sight before she reached out and pulled down the lever. The machine answered w
Logan looked at Kelda as she thumbed through one of Rafe’s old paranormal books and spoke. “Believe it or not, elve traps are a dime a dozen,” Kelda mused. Rafe nodded in agreement and held up a book of his own. “Seriously, bro. I could flip this thing open to a random page and there’d probably be instructions on how to capture a elve. Even in the section on circumcision.”“Humans are odd,” Abina shrugged. “They talk so much about how we elves are the cause of all of Earth Realm’s problems, but they’re the ones that keep summoning us here and trying to make us their own.”Logan laughed. “I can’t say I blame them. Look at how great things got for me when you two showed up.”Satisfied with their casino winnings, they had returned to their suite in the Excalibur to formulate a plan. The looming battle with Voidmoth was going to be tough, but if they could weaken him or catch him in a elve trap, they might just stand a chance. Thankfully, they had their own three-foot tall walki
Logan knew just where to look. He nodded confidently. “All the stuff I’ve read about Vegas tells tourists to avoid the north part of the strip around the Stratosphere. There are a lot of abandoned buildings and sketchy one-night-stand motels out there. It’s perfect.” “Well, what are we waiting for?” Rafe ran over to the duffel bag and hopped inside. “Onward, to certain death!” Logan raised his eyebrow at the goblin as he picked up the bag and slung it over his shoulder. “Err—” Rafe paused. “I mean, onward to near-certain death!” The four of them, Logan, Rafe, Kelda, and Kelda’s partner, made their way through the winding seventies corridors of the Excalibur. Soon, they had passed through the main lobby and out to the valet service. “We had the yellow—” Logan began, but the valet put up a hand to stop him. “Yellow Volvo. I remember,” he laughed as he grabbed their keys and went off to find the car. “She’s a beauty,” Rafe giggled from the bag. “No