"A brothel? Or a love hotel? I suppose it could work to keep us off the streets discreetly... but an elf in this establishment would certainly raise eyebrows. We elves can't really... you know..."

EV smiled sardonically. "Venches don't either, at least not pre-metamorphosis. Of course, that doesn't stop some from trying. But really the brothel thing is only a cover - they don't care what happens once the door closes."

She took the lead on this one, trying to slip back into the persona of life on Centerpiece even though it seemed like something lived by another person. The entrance was actually a cleverly designed holoprojector that extended the image of the wall onto the doorway. It shimmered as they passed through and a cool light bathed over them. Ev whispered back to the elf, "Basic check for weapons, that kind of thing."

They had none anyway and quickly passed through into the interior of the building. Compared to the rubble and ruin of the outside, it was surprisingly modern with mirrors installed strategically along the walls to reflect in the maximum amount of light from Amalgam. There were no living presences, but booths along the far wall allowed one to book a room in relative privacy. EV and Lefo squeezed into the tinted glass box; this one had not been designed to accommodate a Vench's full grown size.

She studied the punch card in front of her for a moment, bubbling out the appropriate boxes. This time she could not use a dummy account - these transactions were cash only. Thankfully they did not collect until the end of your stay, but still - the prices were quite steep. But she would think about how they could run off without paying the bill later. She finished filling in the last bubble and inserted the card into the reader machine. It came up with a display of the place's layout, already taken rooms were grayed out.

"Okay, pick a spot."