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       Re: Lobby (Enter here)
       By: guest1383 Date: October 30, 2015, 10:34 am
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       She nodded. He was correct; he was clearly not a hologram. But
       she had been scared and had failed to focus through the fear.
       Now, she was able to plainly see her mistake. The fact caused
       her to look away in shame, but she did not try to summon an
       excuse. She had said she was sorry, but there was nothing more
       she knew to say to help make her mistake better.
       She sighed and nodded, relieved to hear his suggestion. "That
       would be wonderful."
       "My name is Rowena," she said. "It is a pleasure to meet you,
       Clark."
       After the introductions were out if the way, she braced the edge
       of the lip of her cap with her fingers, tugging it lower to
       better conceal herself. She knew if she stayed here for a long
       time, it would be near impossible to hide herself, but for now
       she would at least attempt.
       " Would you care to lead the way?" she asked, softly.
       The hotel gave her weird chills that put her teeth on edge. It
       sounded perhaps sexist, but she was deeply appreciative for a
       man's company while here. However, it was uncertain if he were
       friend or foe just yet. At least he had not tries to physically
       harm her yet which was more than many other men could say.
       When he had started walking, she would follow, keeping at least
       one step behind him as she tucked her elbows into her ribs and
       kept her hands up against her mouth, her long sleeves covering
       he re hands and mouth as they walked.
       "Where are you from, Clark?" she enquired.
       She was terrible at small talk, but for him, she would at least
       attempt.
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       Re: Lobby (Enter here)
       By: Berith Date: December 21, 2015, 9:44 pm
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       The hotel returns everyone to their proper places and brings in
       new people.
       #Post#: 402774--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Lobby (Enter here)
       By: Space Cowboy Date: December 21, 2015, 10:50 pm
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       He carried a simple sack over his shoulder.  It was an olive
       drab military duffel, long, heavy zipper from end to end with a
       single, heavy-duty strap.  A red cloth veiled his face in a
       stylized mask; it was easily discarded and torn away, but it
       seemed more his face than his actual face.  The man wore a long
       coat, sleeved rolled and pulled up to reveal forearms with
       tightly coiled muscle, and hands with fingerless gloves.
       Black boots crunched on the way up to the front door of the
       establishment.  He didn't kick the door in, but he was sorely
       tempted to.  Instead, he flung it open and stepped in with a
       wide flourishment, his coat flapping behind him.  He quickly
       closed it, forgetting that he had a miniature arsenal hidden
       underneath: guns, ammo, knives, and grenades.  Lots of grenades.
       "No one saw nothin'," he muttered, grinning underneath his red
       mask.  All anyone saw though was the terrifying gaze of the
       stylized black and white eyes.
       "So, what does a man gotta do to get a nice room with a big bed
       built for fuckin' 'round here?"
       #Post#: 402797--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Lobby (Enter here)
       By: Emilia Petrovskii Date: December 22, 2015, 1:47 am
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       Who ever heard of a depressed Cupid? Someone who was made to
       create love. But to understand love one would have to understand
       love isn't always happy.  But this was ridiculous. Paying for
       therapy from a scared mermaid psychologist. Imaretie had been
       flabbergasted to know there was even such a thing. Yet here she
       was. The mermaids tail smacked against the water as she rolled
       up her hair in a sea shell. Imaretie wasn't entirely sure the
       crab was out of yet.
       "You need a vacation. " The mermaid finally made eye contact.
       "Luckily I know somewhere you can go that has a pretty good
       reputation for accepting others. And that is where I'm sending
       you. " The mermaid flipped off the rock into the water
       completely. Where she did her back flip the water began to swirl
       in a vortex type deal. Imaretie tried to hold the rock she sat
       on as the wind started to pull her to the vortex. But she was
       pulled in anyway. When she fell out onto the floor on the other
       side some water center with her
       She took a deep breath and gasped and coughed. She saw roses
       flying every where and she hurried to catch them all but
       suddenly something much scarier hit her consciousness.  She was
       visible. And her power to make herself invisible was blocked.
       The poor cupid wasn't sure what to make of anything.  Yet from
       behind her she heard man demand a bed in a very rude manner.
       Then on the desk a white thing came out of a panel and lit up. A
       gender less white hologram came out.
       "Welcome to the Hotel Macabre. How may I help you..."The
       hologram stopped and scanned him."sir?" It finally fimished.
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