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

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[He just sees a pile of curly, red hair and that's enough to grab the girl by the shoulder and turn her around to face him with a feverish--]

--Lil--[on his lips and he doesn't even finish the word because one good look at her, and he knows it isn't her. It's not Lily.]

Shit, sorry. Sorry. Thought you were someone else.

( james potter is extremely lucky that lydia doesn't slap him or shove him or otherwise physically damage him in fright for the sudden touching, spinning, and talking. she blinks out of her strange trance-like state and stares at him wide-eyed. she's not sure what he means by he thought she was someone else. she swears it was her name he started to say )

You started to call me by my name, though. Are you all right?

[It... wouldn't be the first time he'd ever been hit by a ginger though. Sad to say. But it's been a few years since Lily's whacked him. He's not a battered wife, don't worry strange girl.]

You're Lily too? Weird.

[But not his Lily, and that's who he's really looking for.]

My wife, you look a lot like her from behind. Which-- okay sounds a bit perverted. It's not! I'm worried. That's all. You haven't seen another bird with the same hair and same name apparently around have you?

Oh - no, not Lily. I'm Lydia. Guess I didn't catch the other "L". ( she sighs and offers him a smile. ) Sorry for being so jumpy. This place doesn't exactly inspire feelings of comfort. ( nope, not his lily at all. sorry sweetheart. her eyebrows raise progressively higher the more he talks and her smile melts into a settled pucker-ripe ducklip by the time he's done. ) One - I think - think - I'm flattered that I look like your wife from behind? And two, no. I'm sorry, I haven't.

Yes! You should, uh-- definitely be flattered. She's fit. That's not why I married her but it's a nice perk.

[Okay Potter, just stop. You are cooler than this. You need to stop talking about Lily's arse and move on.]

Pleasure to meet you, Lydia. I'm James.

Oh - I -- well. ( BATS LASHES FLIRTATIOUSLY SMILES CHARMINGLY FANS S..ELF..??? no but really she just grins widely and is all sparkles and sunshine and sweetness. ) Thank you, then.

( she offers a hand for him to shake. ) Did you just wake up here?

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

lobby/window

dat username dat icon dese feels

#sealclapping

oh my god what are you though

trash. im just trash

it's ok so am i and you can totally drop this/handwave if you need to bc it's almost a month old lol