the luxary lylat hotel

[Guest Para Astaroth]

(Heh...  I have absolutely NO clue what to post next about my two FC's.  Lol)

[Kursed]

(need Lupe to say soemthing?)

"Mind if i go with you for a minute Ris?" Krystal asked.

[Ris Grestar]

(Heh...  I have absolutely NO clue what to post next about my two FC's.  Lol)

Again glancing at his door before returning his attention to the vixen, he replied with, "I suppose not.  Any particular reason, though?"

[Guest Para Astaroth]

(Doesn't matter.  Last I remember, Marcus and Lupe are leaving Scarr's room)

[Kursed]

"I've got nothing to do besides what's a matter ris don't like being near a girl?"KRystal asked with a smirk.

[Ris Grestar]

"I've got nothing to do besides what's a matter ris don't like being near a girl?"KRystal asked with a smirk.

Rolling his eyes, he retorted good-naturedly, "Come on, you're old enough to be my mom."  Turning towards the door and taking the key from his pocket, he began fitting it into the lock.  "Nah, just not really used to being near anyone."

[Kursed]

"I imagine Aisu is a good 10 years older than me Ris."Krystal replied simply.

[Ris Grestar]

"I imagine Aisu is a good 10 years older than me Ris."Krystal replied simply.

"Not exactly what I meant..." Opening the door, he put the key back in his pocket, looking back at the vixen as he entered the room.  "By the way, how old -are- you?"

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Scarr snorted in his sleep, which caused him to lick his chops and rise up from his sleeping posture.  "nehhhmmm-hemmm...nemmm..."  He mumbled as his tongue licked his lips.  He slid to the side of his bed, rubbing his eyes and taking in a big breath through his nose, then exhailing, and getting to his feet.  He shuffled to the room's personal restroom and turned on the faucette, splashing water onto his face and wiping his face off with a nearby towel.  Soon, the door of his room opened up and he wandered down the hall, scratching behind his head, until he came to the lunch hall and looked around.  "Well," He started, "I suppose this is where the food is...?"  He walked around until he found an empty table and took a seat, placing his hands to his face and running them through his hair as his head moved down and his hands ran up through his hair.

[Kursed]

"thirty five and  a half."KRystal replied simply "Why do i need to start calling you 'Sonny' like a  old ladie?"

[Ris Grestar]

"thirty five and  a half."KRystal replied simply "Why do i need to start calling you 'Sonny' like a  old ladie?"

Ris took on a blank expression for a moment as he tried to process what she said, thereafter trying to eliminate it from his memory.  "N-...No...That's fine.  Also, you're only half a year younger."

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Scarr then looked up at the people taking their meals and sitting down at opposite tables and he decided to get his plate.  "Heh...  No sense in sitting around much like a mental-aids kid."  He chuckled and got up from his seat and picked up a plate; staring down at the food that was displayed through a glass covering.

[Kursed]

Ris took on a blank expression for a moment as he tried to process what she said, thereafter trying to eliminate it from his memory.  "N-...No...That's fine.  Also, you're only half a year younger."

"I'm kidding around Ris lost your sense of humor too?"

[Ris Grestar]

"I'm kidding around Ris lost your sense of humor too?"

"No, you're just strange." the blue fox mumbled to himself.  Giving his room a quick scan, he nodded approvingly, returning to the hallway and making sure Krystal was out of the room before shutting the door behind him.  "Anyway, I'm just gonna wander around for a bit."

--

A fawn-colored Eastern Quoll entered the hotel, much of his fur spotted white.  He wore dark blue jeans, not too tight but not too loose and reaching down to cover the tops of his silver-and-white tennis shoes.  Over top of his plain white t-shirt was a white button-up shirt with thin blue, vertical stripes reaching from the top to the bottom.  His small, rounded pink ears stuck out from his short, messy-looking blond hair--which indeed almost appeared white--taking note of the sounds around him.

He smiled.  "This place seems good enough to me.  A night wouldn't hurt, at least."  Looking to the front desk, it seemed that no one was there.  Without as much as a second thought, the quoll stepped behind it and began looking down the list, finding an available room.  It didn't take long.  Writing his last name down on the appropriate list, he took a key from the rack and began toward the elevator, casually whistling a nameless tune.

[Velocity]

He smiled.  "This place seems good enough to me.  A night wouldn't hurt, at least."  Looking to the front desk, it seemed that no one was there.  Without as much as a second thought, the quoll stepped behind it and began looking down the list, finding an available room.  It didn't take long.  Writing his last name down on the appropriate list, he took a key from the rack and began toward the elevator, casually whistling a nameless tune.

(oh i assure you he WAS there)

[Ris Grestar]

(oh i assure you he WAS there)

(OOC:  Oh, do they not have a back room here?)

[Velocity]

(unfortunatly no)

[Ris Grestar]

(unfortunatly no)

(OOC:  Well then...Excuse my ignorance.  I merely assumed...Anyway, I'd catch him before he gets on the elevator if you wanted a word =P)

[Velocity]

(a'ight)

the manager returned from his break to see someone other than him behind the check in desk.

he watched as the quoll exited from behind desk and begin his way to the elevator.

"excuse me sir!"he said from across the room,and sprinted across the lobby.

[Ris Grestar]

(a'ight)

the manager returned from his break to see someone other than him behind the check in desk.

he watched as the quoll exited from behind desk and begin his way to the elevator.

"excuse me sir!"he said from across the room,and sprinted across the lobby.

The quoll turned back to see the manager hurrying to catch up, stopping and offering him a friendly smile, his hazel eyes warm as they flickered across the man.  "Good morning, sir.  I have to say, I'm rather impressed by your hotel.  So, what can I do for ya?"

[Velocity]

"i saw you behind my desk.what were you doing?"he asked worrriedly

[Ris Grestar]

The quoll's face suddenly lit up as if he just realized what the man was worried about.  "Oh, yes, of course..."  He held up the key and then motioned with a slight nod of his head toward the desk.  "I just checked myself in is all." he explained, slipping the key into his pocket.  "By the way," he began, crossing his arms over his chest with one hand reaching up to rest below his muzzle, "Do you have a room here, too, or do you go home each night?  I've always wondered that...It's like the bus drivers--Who closes the door when -they- get off?"  The Eastern Quoll stared off into the distance, slowly shaking his head.  "It's a mystery..."

[Velocity]

"all personell of the hotel stay here,in their own room"

he said,then returning to his desk.

[Kursed]

"No, you're just strange." the blue fox mumbled to himself.  Giving his room a quick scan, he nodded approvingly, returning to the hallway and making sure Krystal was out of the room before shutting the door behind him.  "Anyway, I'm just gonna wander around for a bit."

--

A fawn-colored Eastern Quoll entered the hotel, much of his fur spotted white.  He wore dark blue jeans, not too tight but not too loose and reaching down to cover the tops of his silver-and-white tennis shoes.  Over top of his plain white t-shirt was a white button-up shirt with thin blue, vertical stripes reaching from the top to the bottom.  His small, rounded pink ears stuck out from his short, messy-looking blond hair--which indeed almost appeared white--taking note of the sounds around him.

He smiled.  "This place seems good enough to me.  A night wouldn't hurt, at least."  Looking to the front desk, it seemed that no one was there.  Without as much as a second thought, the quoll stepped behind it and began looking down the list, finding an available room.  It didn't take long.  Writing his last name down on the appropriate list, he took a key from the rack and began toward the elevator, casually whistling a nameless tune.

"In their own sense everyone is strange."

[Ris Grestar]

"In their own sense everyone is strange."

"Fair enough." Ris replied.  "Where're you headed today?"

"all personell of the hotel stay here,in their own room"

he said,then returning to his desk.

The quoll smiled, allowing his arms to return to his sides.  "Well, it was nice talking to you!" he called cheerily, turning again to enter the elevator.

'Heh, good guy, he is.  I gotta say, though, this place may be a little too trusting.'

Looking at the buttons on the wall, he pressed the one leading to his floor, the two doors sliding inward and meeting at the middle before the small room began to ascend.