The Mirage Hotel & Casino - Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
Vegas was generally always in 'party mode' but tonight it was in full-out party overdrive. An endless sea of humanity flowed along the strip and into every single hotel along it; getting drunk, gambling, and partying seemed to be on everyone's to do-list before the clock struck twelve.
Joseph Kerr rolled his eyes as he continued to patrol the establishment for troublemakers; apparently common sense was an exceptionally rare commodity tonight.
The VILE Jester had been fortunate to avoid the Christmas chaos when he returned to Stone Harbour briefly for holiday celebrations; it had been a relaxing affair, a far cry from the craziness of Vegas. Tonight though, there was no avoiding the madhouse.
He'd already had to throw out twenty-three people tonight for cheating, rough-housing, drunken insanity, and other unruly behaviors; the irony of having the LVPD on speed dial was not lost on Joe.
Picking up his ever present assistant, Joe strolled by the poolside casually as the countdown began.
10...9...8...7...6...
The brief moment of calm, the first since the evening had begun, was a welcome respite.
5...4...3...2...1...
Cheers erupted as a bevy of fireworks exploded in the sky; the kaleidoscope of colors serving as a fitting reminder of the many memories 2015 had produced.
"Happy New Year, Carmine"
The ginger cat purred happily as the celebratory display continued in the sky above.
Joseph Kerr grinned; he was looking forward to whatever new adventures this new year would bring.
But for now, however, it was back to work.
