"The Lady has several facilities that serve alcohol, sir, on several different floors," Weathersby answered Stovaa as he watched Kokuten and Blake make there way to the elevator just beyond him, leading into the colossal building itself. "The establishments have several differing themes and types of drinks that correlate to their theme... so if you have something particular in mind, I might be able to help you narrow down your selection. Facilities entirely dedicated to the drink will be found on either the eighth or ninth floors, reserved for the culinary establishments."
"As I am also in charge of preparing your evening accommodations, I am also at the liberty to take your requests for anything you might want in your room when you retire," the cordial manservant continued with a nod, using a single hand to straighten his graying mustache. "This includes things such as special food orders, alcohol or other beverages, or exotic company, if that is what you prefer. You need only tell me and I'll see what The Lady of the Ocean can do to make your stay as enjoyable as possible."
"And, of course, The Lady is a casino at its heart. The first four floors are all dedicated to fulfilling that desire. If you are indeed as thirsty as you seem, good sir, I suggest enjoying a drink or two at the bars located on the casino floor," Weathersby answered Stovaa's final question with a polite smile. "Fortuna's gambling laws are very lax, so you will find nearly any gamble that your heart desires... cards, dice, even privately-owned animal racing. Unfortunately, there are no major brawling or fisticuffs matches scheduled for tonight, so the gambling offices for them are closed. Other than that, The Lady is at your disposal."
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Kokuten and Blake's elevator opened to the seventh floor, allowing the soft ambient music roll into their ears as they walked onto the floor. They were met with sights that could only be called extravagant; The Lady of the Ocean had gone to great lengths to live up to its watery theme. This particular floor was illuminated by the soft glow of translucent fixtures above them, magnified and marveled by the very floor beneath them, which was actually made of crystal-clear glass. Beneath the plates of glass was an abundance of sea life; multicolored sands and rocks, exotic plant life growing from the sea bed, swaying gently amongst the water. Then there was, of course, the aquatic life swimming through the clear blue water. Fish, crustaceans and sea mammals of all types and origins, gathered from far-reaching systems for the viewing pleasure of The Lady's patrons.
The very walls of the hallway the two Cirrus Station security personnel had stepped into was designed to immerse, large ocean-weather rock formations and beautiful arrangements of gathered coral mingled with the walls. Soft ambient music completed the experience, tones of light jazz adding an additional calming sensation to the establishment as a whole. The stores themselves also seemed to fit the oceanic theme, and the Captain's Cabinet was no different. Kokuten and Blake would not have to walk far before they could see the simple wood-carved sign above one of the stores on the right.
The Captain's Cabinet was fashioned after its namesake; the grandeur of the main hall took a turn for the decidedly ancient as the ocean sand and plants turned to wooden planks and the smell of salty beechwood. Modeled after the long-past time of traversing large bodies of water in ships made of wood, the Captain's Cabinet gave the feel of present in a historical fiction film... complete with the age-old practice of the tobacco.
Wooden shelves and glassed display cases showed a multitude of tobacco products and paraphernalia. The store itself seemed to cater towards the more refined, however, the cheap brands seemingly barred and not present, replaced with the more ritzy and expensive brands that have earned their right to hold a candle in higher class. Cigars and cigarettes of varying flavors and makes from the farthest reaches galactic civilization, small tins of dried and fermented tobacco ready to be rolled at the leisure of the consumer, single-cigar airtight containers, ornamental lighters plated in silver and gold, cherrywood pipes... the store was a literal treasure trove the to puffing masses.
The store even had a small area cleared of product, occupied by an elaborately-carved oak table and a quartet of furnished chairs; no doubt put there for patrons who preferred to validate their purchases in a familiar environment. The "captain" of the Captain's Cabinet stood in the center of the store, wearing a fictional naval uniform from the days of old, a full brown beard on his face and holding a smoking pipe completing his sophisticated ensemble as he greeted people entering the establishment. Currently there were only a handful of patrons in the store, browsing lightly amongst the expensive name brands.
Kokuten and Blake's appearance into the smoke shop did not go unnoticed by the good captain, the man raising his pipe at the duo as they entered. "Welcome to the Captain's Cabinet, gentlemen."
