The suite's sliding door opened with a smooth schwissh and Rainbow Dash was immediately engulfed by a hot wave of dry air.
"Ohhhh boy..." Rainbow's ears instantly drooped as she trudged out onto the superheated balcony. "There it is." She gulped, already anticipating voluminous bulbs of sweat along her neck and forehead. "Why even have a balcony to this thing?" She glanced up at the upper lengths of the towering hotel—which was a great deal narrower than the rest of the structure below the tenth floor. Glass windows nearly blinded Rainbow from reflected sunlight. "Guess the rich wanna die in style."
Her eyes peered up—if only to avoid the murderous glare. The sky was a dull, depressing gray. This was due to the virtually opaque cloudbeds of Upper Las Pegasus forming a perfect circle up above. Even then, countless streams of pegasus-drawn chariots and miniature zeppelins cruised in and out of the narrow opening hugging the central stalk of a space needle piercing the cloudstone material.
"Snazzy," Rainbow said... then threw herself off the balcony.
She twirled with a yawn, spread her wings, and smirked slightly as she caught a hot breeze between buildings. With effortless pivots of her feathers, the mare lifted herself and evened out. Soon she was flying south at a fifth floor cruise. The streets below were jam-packed with carriages and stagecoaches. The smooth concrete buildingfaces echoed with the bedlam of urbanity.
For the most part, Las Pegasus felt like a tiny thunk of Manehattan had been dropped smack-dab in the middle of an arid desert. The buildings towering here had a great deal less age and personality to them—at least until Rainbow Dash made it onto the Main Strip, as it was so called. Here, several tourist traps of epic proportion stretched high with glittery opulence. Many casinos were framed in geometric gold bands that gave them an immaculate shine. Kaleidoscopic bands of light danced against the streets and concrete from the desert sun shining against so many immaculate windows.
Rainbow passed by a peculiar building shaped like a gigantic glass pyramid. The top portion of it was capped off in what the pegasus guessed was highly enchanted manastone.
"Bet that's a real treat after sunset." She looked to her left, squinting at a pair of stallions illustrated across another hotel's gigantic banner. "Oh hey. Pony and Trotter... performing nightly. Bet Trixie would like that." She looked to her right. "Huh... 'The Titaneigh Experience?' Uh, yeah... no thanks."
The mare made a hard turn, flew between two pegasus-drawn carriages, and glided past a familiar set of towering structures. Rainbow had to look twice... thrice... but soon realized she was just looking at a small scale replica of some of Manehattan's most famous landmarks.
"Hope you're doing well for yourself, Fraulein Finish," she murmured to the hot winds. She looked down one of the districts she was flying past, and she caught sight of the arched rooftop to Freemane Street. "So... I don't get it. Is it all about the gambling? Just... seems like a bunch of tourist trap stuff to me." A sigh. "Maybe I gotta be middle-aged to dig it or something."
Loud screams lit her ear.
"...?" Rainbow Dash peered up.
She was passing the thick gray stalk of the city's space needle. High above, she spotted an open space in the gray cloud. Through this, she caught sight of the summit of the tower. Inexplicably, a miniature roller coaster had been constructed on the very top of the scraper, along with several other carnival-styled thrill rides. Ponies yelled their lungs out in terrified delight as they were flung around the very brink of a deathly fall.
"Heh... okay... that's pretty nifty." The mare smirked slightly to herself. "Guess this place has got some teeth to it after all." After she said that, she looked down.
Her eyes blinked heavily.
A carriage sat parked in a drive-thru to a building made to look like a tiny tacky replica of Canterlot City. An old stallion wearing black with a white collar stuck his head out of the drive-thru window. He held his hoof up, murmuring something. In the meantime, two young ponies in the carriage's back seat held each other's hooves, wearing tropical t-shirts and short-shorts. They both smiled gleefully, and as soon as the old stallion was done speaking, the couple kissed each other. A hoof band was passed between them, and soon the carriage-driver sped off while the freshly married youngsters squealed in delight.
Rainbow blinked again. "Grnnnnngh..." Her ears drooped as she flew limply off, frowning. "Who am I kidding. This place sucks..."