master of the house, quick to catch your eye (OPEN)

[checkingin]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The initial arrival rooms, the main lobby, all over the place.
When: April 5rd
What: Welcome, newbies + happy Easter eggs.

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 an empty, ashy fireplace, to your right is a lobby desk. straight ahead are three large sets of doors, all three of them thrown wide open and welcoming. 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. there is, however, a pad of paper and a pen neatly aligned with the desk edge. you know. for notes.

terribly sorry for the inconvenience.

SCREENING ROOM.

on a long pull-down screen, a silent version of the cabinet of dr. caligari 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 caramel corn and a large hot drink dispenser full of hot water, with a few cups and some old looking packages of hot chocolate mix.

BALLROOM.

the third set of grand doors have been thrown wide to reveal a brightly lit, festively decorated ball room. all across the polished wood floor, all over the tables and chairs around the edge of the room, under the curtains, in the corners, hiding in the shadows, and behind the doors, characters will find:

easter eggs.

plastic easter eggs filled with jellybeans and chocolates, real eggs dip dyed and rolled in glitter; foil wrapped chocolate eggs, sugar eggs with little diaramas in the middle. there will be novelty plastic easter bunny rings sprinkles about, and general little plastic childrens toys. there will be plastic and paper easter basket grass sprinkled all over, and upbeat ambiance music intended to excite.

by the front door will be basket for people to use in their quest to collect the hundreds of eggs scattered all over the room. a sign on the floor invites them to "take one" in curvy handwritted script.

but there's no sign to warn that — some of these eggs?

are going to explode in your face.

( event details. )

OTHER.

the ballroom is currently open, 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, food is currently being served. a lot of it is candy.

ROOMS.

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

EGGSISTING GUESTS.

happy easter, kids.

Comments

[bondedgryphon]

[She searches his face as he reassures her once more that he won't hurt her, golden eyes wide and fearful. Still, despite the fact that she'd heard similar from her peers in the past, she believes him and some of the tension in her shoulders eases. She had seen the marks on his skin, and though unfamiliar to her she was curious about them, but not quite in the kind to ask.]

I believe you. [And though soft, her voice holds certainty. Then a heartily to one side, the motion birdlike.] Warlock? Is that like a Mage? A magic user of a similar fashion, perhaps? [There were several of her own world capable of building Gates, but they had undergone extensive training to learn how to harness the magic of the land before attempting it. Gates also had a tendency to react against those that used magic, giving them at the very least terrible reaction headaches both at their formation and when traveling through them. All in all, Zhaneel had much preferred flying wherever she needed to go.

She makes a soft sound in the back of her throat, and were she in her natural form it would sound far less like the whimper she manages to produce. If she was the only one this had been done to when they'd been summoned to this place, who was to say that it could be undone? She swallows back the sound, letting out a slightly trembling breath as she voices the opposite.]

I've not heard of a werewolf before... but I should think if they that brought us here are responsible for my change, that they should be able to change me back... [Unspoken is the additional 'I hope.'] And if we two were brought here unwillingly... I'm fairly certain others were as well... and even if not, we are two too many. [She exhales and leans her head back against the elevator wall, eyes closing before she opens them and looks back at Alec again.]

I am called Zhaneel... I am... was... [There is a verbal flinch, because she thought she was human now, but who really knew.] ...a gryphon in service as scout of the Sixth Wing of Urtho's Army... I hail from Velgarth... [A weak smile, her hand never fully leaving contact with his.] And I have no idea where I am or what this is... [She glances around the elevator and flits her gaze back to his face.] I don't suppose any of that sounds remotely familiar?

[overprotective_hunter]

[Part of him knows that she has more to fear than just a Shadowhunter but the look in her eyes reminds him of how the werewolf had looked at him when his date with Magnus had been interrupted. He hated knowing that some Downworlders thought of him as a kind of boogie man, even if that reputation wasn't completely false. At lest if she doesn't fear him, then it's a step toward getting her to calm down. If she'll trust him then they'll be closer to getting out of the elevator and finding out what's going on.]

Good because I want to help you. [Ignoring a pang of worry for Magnus and his family, Alec compared the Mages he'd read about in Mundane books and Warlocks. Not quite the same but he doubted that explaining demons was a good idea at this point.] They're similar. In my world only people with a certain parentage can work magic.

[Smiling wryly, he taps the edge of the black rune curling around his neck.] And there's some of us who are born to be more resistant to it.

[And with a few other traits but that was a subject for later.

Gently rubbing her hand, he tries to soothe away whatever had caused her to whimper.]

Werewolves who have a human form and shift into a wolf but their change is different than what happened to you. Their human form is the one they started with not a wolf. [Why would anyone force someone into human form? He'd seen callous and cruel things done using magic, but Alec can't understand the reasoning for that kind of spell.]

[For a moment, his expression turns to awe when she says gryphon. He'd seen things that Mundanes thought only existed in books, but a gryphon? He'd thought those were just myth.] I never thought I'd meet a gryphon before. I wish we could have met in a better situation. Urtho and Velgarth isn't familiar to me but I know there's different worlds than the one I grew up in.

I'm Alec. I'm a Shadowhunter from a place called New York. We keep evil things from hurting people and help people that have been hurt. I'm not sure where we are either but we'll find out. [Looking over at the elevator doors, he grimaced, wishing he had one of his weapons.] Once we get out of here.