sit yourself down, and meet the best inn keeper in town ( O P E N )

[checkingin]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The initial arrival rooms, the main lobby, all over the place.
When: February 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.

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 tall pull-down screen, a silent version of nosferatu 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 timey music.

along the curtained windows is another long table, with a large bowl that looked like it once would have held popcorn. but is now unfortunately empty. same for the large hot drink dispensers labeled "hot chocolate" and "coffee".

OTHER.

the ballroom and breakfast hall are currently closed, grand doors locked.

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

the door to the courtyard is locked.

ROOMS.

you've a room key with your assigned room number on it. all the new guest residences will be located on floors one & two. 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'd 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.

Comments

[kirking]

[That is a tempting offer. Kirk gives him a wary look for a moment, even if he has more or less come to the same conclusion. That the glass can't be broken or else he would have found a way by now. Because Jim Kirk is awesome at breaking things. Special talent right there.]

Who the hell are you?

[larker]

[The question merely gets another grin, Gabriel quickly mulling over how to answer it and not at all bothered by the abrasive attitude. If that was a problem he would have killed Dean Winchester a hundred times more.]

Loki. Stuck here just like you from the looks of things. Maybe I should be asking who the hell you are. Well?

[kirking]

Jim Kirk. Captain of the USS Enterprise. A ship I really need to be getting back to.

[larker]

Well no shit.

[Gabriel is almost impressed. Still, if he knows anything about the show etc, he's not saying anything on it. As an archangel he's all too aware of how things like that can, basically, break shit.]

I think we've all got things to be getting back to, kid. As to if we get there is a whole different thing.

[kirking]

[Almost impressed? This here is the youngest captain in Starfleet history and he's from ~the future~. That's some awesome shit right here.]

You sound like you've already accepted that you're stuck.

[larker]

[Well this kid doesn't look like William Shatner to Gabriel so...]

Not really. I've just seen enough crap like this to know that it's gonna take a while. You can scream and kick all you want but you aren't going to get anywhere faster, you'll just wear yourself out like an idiot.

[kirking]

[HE LOOKS BETTER THAN WILLIAM SHATNER THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

have a really skeptical look tho]

Oh so this happens to you all the time? How great for you. I haven't woken up with no idea how I got there since I was nineteen. But good job.

[larker]

[ that is totally up for debate, shatner is a hero okay.

Gabriel meets that skeptical look with a nonchalant one, still somewhat amused by the whole thing. Don't worry though, the novelty will wear off after a day or two.]

Since you were nineteen? That sounds like a terrible life to lead, you should be aiming to do that at least once every two weeks. And I'm just trying to give you a headsup on the whole thing. If you want to wear yourself out then go right ahead. Captain.

[kirking]

Starfleet really frowns on total blackout benders unfortunately.

[Don't question him about the fact that he didn't join Starfleet until he was twenty two so he could've had at least three more years of blacking out and waking up in strange places. But turns out that Kirk likes his memory intact, even if he doesn't like his liver the same way.]

And as luck would have it-- I love trying the impossible. So I'll see you around, Sir Trickster.