Tenth District, Ravnica, Tuesday (Fandom Time)

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"Welcome to Ravnica, darling," Liliana said grandly as they stepped out of the portal. "Mmm, the air doesn't usually smell like smoke; RageFest is already going strong. Excellent, I was a little worried that I'd brought you here too early. Seems like they got a jump on things this year."

Before them spread a huge city; plane-wide, in fact, though Liliana didn't expect Summer to see much more than the Tenth District. Ugh, what, was she going to hang around Sixth and play a...sewerball match...or whatever it was called? Hardly not.

"My townhouse here is in Precinct Five," she continued. "It's the University District, so things are usually less raucous around here, but the students are usually good for a couple of big parties. Just be wary of anything the Simic host, darling--you'll know a Simic if you see one, trust me. My suggestion is to stick to Tin Street, the Transguild Promenade, the Great Concourse, and Gateway Plaza." A lot of proper nouns that Summer had no context for, but that was fine. It wasn't like Liliana had planned to just drop her off here in an ecumenopolis to sink or swim. She intended to partake in some of RageFest's activities as well. "So, darling, play tourist and amble? Or was there something particular you wanted to partake or indulge in?"

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[deathsmajesty]

"The biggest Rakdos fighting rings have carnariums built in, so the people lugging the remains away have only a short trip."

Somehow, she didn't think Ignis would approve of the efficiency in this case.

"Oh! The Izzet goblins have come out to make the most of it, look!" Liliana pointed out the trolley window towards the end of their loop. "They strap themselves to various contraptions, usually rocket-powered, and see who can go the furthest distance the fastest. Usually, though, it's a matter of who can make the biggest spectacle of themselves exploding. I'd suggest bringing a parasol, but I'm less interested in picking body parts our of my hair."

And in what was a stunning change of topic from exploding goblins, "What kind of drugs do you prefer, Summer, darling?"

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"Rain poncho," said Summer, in response to the exploding goblins, thr click of her tongue basically a vocal form of a disappointed snap of her fingers. "I should've thought to bring a rain poncho!"

And if the question threw Summee off at all in the slightest, there was no indication of it, giving a thoughtful hum as she watched the goblin a little longer and turned back to Liliana just in time to avoid anything that might threaten all those mimosas she'd had a brunch earlier to make a reappearance.

"I mean," she said, "that's kind of like asking which kitten in a teacup I think is the cutest, isn't it? Also, it kind of depends on what I'm, like, doing, you know? Am I partying? Fighting? Fucking? Just trying to ride the vibe for a bit? Trying to see God? Trying to be god?"

So....any. Any drugs, Liliana.

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"Izzet for drugs that will make you feel like you can do anything and defeat God," she said. "They have you going a mile a minute, and the come down is pretty rough for anything but the highest quality. Performance enhancers. Exactly the kind of drugs you'd expect from a guild of mad scientists."

Fantasy meth. Izzet made fantasy meth. (And cocaine.)

"Golgari are fungus experts. You want to hallucinate? Have a full-on religious experience and see the face of God? Want to feel completely unmoored in time? The Golgari have you covered. Selesnya for most other plant-based drugs, particularly your opiates. The Simic for designer drugs, though most of them are created for non-human systems. Also, non-opioid painkillers. Rakdos are your common, street level suppliers, though if you're looking for a lot at once and don't have any connections within the guilds themselves, the Orzhov are your best bet. They will also generally guarantee the quality and purity of what you buy. With Rakdos, it can be a crapshoot, especially at RageFest." She pointed to what looks to be something like an open-air market mixed with a carnival. "A good place to wander through and try different things, though it's fully under your own recognizance, what you try and how quickly and everything."

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"I once huffed an entire K-Zax array and ended up killing God, once," Summer noted proudly, as if that actually meant something to Liliana, "so if I manage to stumble into something here that can beat that? Then I'll be impressed."

God, she was so excited. So much so that her attempts to be cool about it slipped a little now that she was close to being right there on the thick of it, so she let out a little thrilled squeal, fists balled up by her chest like a kid on Christmas morning.

"This. Is going to be. So. Fucking. Awesome."

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And Liliana did laugh, but it was soft and indulgent, not mocking. "Well, here, darling. We're at the Steamvents, and we're going to hop off here and take the Blue Line to the central transit station, which will put us close to the Tin Street Market. We'll be able to--"

Just then, from either side of the trolley, a group of what looked like post-apocalyptic circus performers came crashing in through the trolley's glass sides. People screamed and put their arms up, some to shield themselves from flying glass shards, others to show they were unarmed. "Iiiiiiiiit's RageFest!" one of them announced, voice high-pitched. "And several of you lucky folks are going to help our razor witches celebrate! Any volunteers? Or are you all going to be voluntolds?"

Liliana looked at Summer and gestured, in a kind of this is your show, darling fashion.