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

[skaikru]

I can open a door and walk up stairs by myself, ( she promises him wearily, resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose. )

I'm just having a... really bad day.

[engender]

I'm not saying you can't. [ how are you more stubborn than he is? ]

You're not alone in that. We all woke up here. [ some bloodier than others. and yes, derek had a day. he'd died. ]

[skaikru]

( waking up in strange hotels was just the icing on the cake for the very awful day that is clarke griffin's. but she's not after pity, despite the ease with which people are pouring it all over her, and she's not about to try to one up everyone's misfortune by throwing a grumpy yeah, but i killed my boyfriend before i came here at him. that'd probably give several wrong impressions.

so she just nods her head and tries to make a very hasty retreat before he can offer additional assistance she doesn't need (but could probably use). )

Again, sorry to disturb you.

[engender]

[ he'd say something more. pry. but derek hale doesn't pry. he doesn't know her from adam. she doesn't want help. he does wonder - worry, even, for her but he lets her go. he has more important things to worry about. thomas. anybody else who might be here. he half expects a scott look-a-like to be around the corner at any minute. finally, he looks away, trying the key in his door. with one more look back, he opens it, grabbing his suitcase from the floor and taking it inside. ]