a gent of good intent who's content to be ( OPEN )

[checkingin]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The initial arrival rooms, the main lobby, all over the place.
When: March 3rd
What: Welcome, newbies.

ARRIVAL.

you wake up when you hit the floor in a dark room, and the air is knocked out of your lungs. the carpet is threadbare, worn with use, kind of dusty. and you're not the first person to endure this crash landing. nor will you be the last.

once your vision rights itself, you can see the well-lit hallway through the doorjam straight ahead of you. not to say there’s monsters in the shadows, but something propels you towards that door and out into the bright hallway beyond.

and once outside your room, you can hear it: the steady thrum of rain outside.

MAIN LOBBY.

there's a staircase at the end of the lengthy hallway you tumble out of. grab your suitcase and follow the dull green exit signs on the ceiling until you reach the disappointingly bland stairs that lead you down to the ornate old fashion hotel lobby.

to your left is a warmly crackling fireplace, to your right is a lobby desk. straight ahead are three large sets of doors, though only one of them is open to the public. and outside the few (curtained, permanently dark) windows is the continually steady hiss of rain. once you leave the hallway you wake up in, you won't be able to return.

welcome to the hotel.

FRONT DESK.

though there is a bell and a plaque designating the desk to be the main desk, the customer service desk, there are currently no staff members behind it. none shall answer your calls, either.

terribly sorry for the inconvenience.

SCREENING ROOM.

on a long pull-down screen, a silent version of the phantom carriage will be playing on loop. at the back of the room, between the neat rows of fold out chairs, mounted on a wobbly table is the old-timey projector, and mounted on the walls are some rather old speakers that warble out "terrifying" old music.

along the curtained windows is another long table, with a large bowl of popcorn and a large hot drink dispenser full of hot water, but without any tea or hot chocolate packets around.

OTHER.

the ballroom is currently closed, and the grand doors locked.

there is no main door leading to the outside, good luck trying to find one.

the doors to the courtyard and breakfast hall are unlocked, but looks like you've missed the morning meal. sucks for you.

ROOMS.

you've a room key with your assigned room number on it. all the new guest residences will be located on floors three and four. while there is an open elevator in the main lobby, and the buttons light up inside, the doors will not close. all in all, you'll be better off taking the stairs.

while they're the same stairs you undoubtedly came down to get to the lobby, the door to the endless hall everyone woke up in will not reappear between the main floor and the subsequent residential halls.

there are twenty rooms per floor. feel free to get to know your surroundings; or your neighbors as they trickle in around you.

EXISTING GUESTS.

it's late when the newcomers arrive, there's a good chance you'd been about to go to sleep (or just waking up, who knows, your mom's not here to tell you when to go to bed or get up). but if you're paying attention, you might hear the hustle and bustle in the lobby below; or maybe you're just drawn there because your gut told you to go join the commotion. whatever the case may be, go mingle!

Comments

[alifetime]

Old. Damn. I was hoping maybe he had reacquired a taste for leather. Wasn't as fond of the bald head and big ears, but he was a good kisser.

[Jacks sighs a little in pleasure at the memory.]

Laundry. Hm. No way out there or through any of the pipes in the boiler room?

[All of this he intends to explore later, but it never hurts to ask.]

[thatimpossiblegirl]

[Bald head and big ears...She can picture his face, but it's all a bit blurry now. She doesn't think she ever snogged that one.]

So's this one. [At least from what she can remember of that jumbled mess of memories.] Now, I wouldn't know.

[After a beat, she adds,] He dresses a bit like a magician.

[His question just earns him a look.]

What do you think?

[alifetime]

Oh?

[And Jack has to tilt his head at that and grin a little. If the Doctor has fallen for another Companion, it wouldn't fully surprise him. A magician? Jack is intrigued now. That could be sexy.]

I'm guessing that's a no if everyone is still sitting here? Or no one has been stupid enough to try?

[thatimpossiblegirl]

(ooc: So I failed to remember the order of my threads and that she hadn't talked to the Doctor here yet for that last tag, but I'm just going to roll with it on her end to try and avoid further confusing things. My bad! Sorry 'bout that.)

The one with the bow tie. [To clarify.] That was a whole other lifetime.

[Not that she isn't still interested. She loves the Doctor. Maybe she always has. And it doesn't matter what face he's wearing, but she might have a special interest in his two most recent.]

Not sure about stupid. But I think there's probably plenty of reckless.

[If there was a way out, someone would've found it by now. She would've found it by now. Sometimes she's a little too much like the Doctor these days.]