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

[trepidations]

I could have ---

[ His face goes red, because he's dealt with people like this his whole life, and he's really, really not in the mood for it. ]

I'm Peter Pettigrew. And I'd say so -- I definitely didn't come here on my own. What... what is this place?

[totheright]

I don't know. I'm trying to figure out. ((He shoves his hands in his pockets, looking around themselves curiously. It might also be to avoid looking at this guy's fashion sense.)) You just woke up in a room upstairs like I did, then? Do you think we've been kidnapped?

[trepidations]

[ Peter has never been one for excellent fashion -- especially in the rough jacket and jeans he's wearing now. They're not the cleanest of clothes. ]

I... don't know why we've been kidnapped if we have. I mean --

[ Probably not the best time to mention the death eaters, and he keeps his mouth shut, anxiety rising in a bubble in his chest. ]

I... I literally just woke up and and was here. It was dark, in that room, and then there's the suitcases.

[totheright]

Right. I suppose you're not wealthy. ((Or he could just be someone wealthy with no sense of presentation, but that's too horrific for Kaoru to consider. Safe to just assume that he's a commoner.))

Maybe they mistook you for someone worth ransoming? ((It's happened to a friend of his before, after all.))

[trepidations]

Er -- what?

[ Wealthy? What is this guy on about? ]

Ransoming? I doubt it. [ Not him -- he wasn't valuable to anyone, of course. ] But you're here. How did you get here?

[totheright]

What are you talking about? Ransoming makes the most sense. I'm the heir to a fashion company. What else would they want from me? ((He hasn't even thought of any other possibilities yet.)) I woke up here, just like you did. Obviously, we've been kidnapped.

[trepidations]

Er.

[ Is this guy real? ] Well, maybe but I don't know. It's possible, but we'd have to find out why they'd... well, want all of us.

[totheright]

((Shruuuuug.)) The more money, the better, right? That makes sense.

Except he obviously made some mistakes, like with you. Sloppy work.

[trepidations]

[ ... What is with this guy? ]

Why... I don't look that bad. Nice to meet you, too. [ A pout. ]

[totheright]

((He raises an eyebrow, looking him over.)) I'm not being rude. You just don't look rich. That's a statement of fact.

[trepidations]

... I'm not exactly poor. [ This guy -- some people are a bit ridiculous, really. ]

We're stuck here, anyway, it isn't like it matters. Not like money's gonna get us out of this place.

[totheright]

Then you should try to show it better. ((I mean, seriously. This guy is more ridiculous than most.))

It could. If we bribe whoever's in charge here enough, we could be out of here in a second.