the luxary lylat hotel

[Scott7]

"Holy son of a mugger..." Tyr breathed, slowly stepping further inside as he gazed around.  "This...-This- is your room?"

"Pretty much the other half of it, I think the manager's computer fried or something when he was setting this place. Beleive or not there's an indoor swimming pool around here....

With all this i'm thinking of a party of some sort...."

[Ris Grestar]

"Yeah, I can imagine." he quickly agreed, nodding.  "Heh, you should see my room compared to this.  Amethyst's, even."

[rebel_gunman]

*John finally arrived to the room Scott had granted him access for a stay in*

"Dang! This place is kinda big!"

*John said to himself as he rested his lougage on the bed and openned it to get a change of clothes. He began to take out uniforms, holsters, gear and a couple of small arms looking for his civilian clothes.*

"What a hell? I KNOW I put my civies here!"

*John finally got a pair of baggy black jeans, a white shirt and a white guayavera.*

"... meh... it will do."

*The human placed the change of clothes on the bed and put away the rest of the stuff he had taken out.*

[Scott7]

Scott began going through some of the drinks over by the counter, Scott started going through cabinets and the frige looking for some form carbonated beverage that doesn't contain alcohol.

lets see.... takela, jack Danial's, Rocks lemonade, more takela, ah here we go

Alright I found a six-pack of ice cold bottles of coke, large bottle of Barqs, and some seltzer. Will any of these do?"

[Ris Grestar]

Tyr nodded.  "Yeah.  Hand me a coke, grab something for yourself, and we can sit down and chat-chit for a while.  Sound good?"

[Scott7]

"Good, though the Barqs is mine since i havn't had root beer Since I was 14."

Scott placed the Six-pack by Tyr, and pulled up a cahir for Himself.

(I'd like to stay, But its late and i'm tired. We'll continue this tomorrow)

[rebel_gunman]

*After a good shower, John ckecked his cell for any messages as he got dressed and got ready for bed*

"No new messages... cool. No worries then."

*John placed the cell on a night stand to charge, turned off the lights and then hit the rack for the night*

[Ris Grestar]

(I'd like to stay, But its late and i'm tired. We'll continue this tomorrow)

(OOC:  That's good...'cause...I just noticed you had posted ^^; )

"Well, if it means anything, I haven't had soda in quite a while." Tyr offered with a shrug.  Opening a can, his ears twitching at the sound of the click followed by this hissing of carbonation, the wolf said, "So, tell me about yourself.  I mean, you've gotta be pretty well off to be able to afford a room like this..."

'...Should I?'

[Scott7]

"Money won't really be to much of a problem, I've gathered quite a few treasures in my travels that i think the manager will accept as a worth while trade. If not i could sell to someplace else to pull up the money for the Bill."

'what exactly should i sell though? I'm probably going to Have to give away one of my favorites to pay for this'

[Ris Grestar]

"Money won't really be to much of a problem, I've gathered quite a few treasures in my travels that i think the manager will accept as a worth while trade. If not i could sell to someplace else to pull up the money for the Bill."

'what exactly should i sell though? I'm probably going to Have to give away one of my favorites to pay for this'

"Treasures, you say?" Tyr repeated, his eyes faintly showing his sudden interest in the subject.  "Like what?  Maybe I can see a few?"

[Scott7]

"Well mostly just an army's worth of differen't weapon and armor, But i have gathered quite a bit of old relic's from other strange places the galaxy. And sorry they're locked away in a bunker which is pretty far from here."

"Though from the qaulity of this place i'm Probably going to have give the guy my prized Tesla Armor..."

[Ris Grestar]

His eyes friendly and his ears perked in attention, the wolf said, "Oh, you use bunkers to store your valuables as well?  Do you use a specific company's around here, you know, any that I'd know of?"

[Scott7]

Nah, i don't trust them.

Its actually built out of the remains of already built bunker but it was useless when i first found it, i had to go through the trouble of fixing and re-programing the terminal that managed the interior of the place. But the difficult part was re-welding the parts the vault door that were in shambles.

[Ris Grestar]

(OOC:  Heh, I'm hesitant to do this seeing as I don't swear, but hey, we're roleplaying, right?  Do as the character would do.)

'Damn it...' Tyr thought bitterly as his ear gave a single twitch.  There went his potential gold mine.  Still, he didn't let it show that he was disappointed; the husky could have valuables with him.  Who knew?

"Well, nice job then.  Sounds like you really repaired the place.  Though I haven't had any troubles with companies' bunkers so far."

[Scott7]

(ooc: now i;m starting to get a writers block ')

[Ris Grestar]

(ooc: now i;m starting to get a writers block ')

(OOC:  Well, not sure what to tell ya.  You can either just wing it, having fun and letting loose whatever crap you can, or you can wait till you -don't- have writer's block.  I'm not being sarcastic towards either of those options, by the way.  They're both perfectly acceptable to me XD)

[Scott7]

"what in the world could you possibly need a bunker for?"

[Ris Grestar]

Tyr quickly thought up a lie, keeping a straight face.  "Sure, I don't have as many suits of armour as you might, but I have my fair share of valuables I want protected...Plus..."  He faked a light blush of embarrassment, looking away slightly.  "It's a nice little haven to just relax in, do whatever without being judged...You know?"

[Kursed]

"GET TO THE BINKER!!!!!!!!!!!" sombody yelled in the background (Sorry couldn't resist.

[Ris Grestar]

"GET TO THE BINKER!!!!!!!!!!!" sombody yelled in the background (Sorry couldn't resist.

(OOC:  XD)

[Scott7]

"I just knew someone would sneak in here"

[Ris Grestar]

The wolf's ear twitched at the random shout, turning his head slightly back to look for the source.  "Heh...Maybe it was the TV?"

'Come on, husky, don't stop talking now...'

[Guest Para Astaroth]

After about two hours of constant meditating, Scarr and Silicia both stood up, and their aura's all decipated instantly.  They exchanged similar nods and the walked through the roof's entrance and began traversing down the stairs. 

"Same time tomorrow?"  Scarr asked, clarifying their schedule.

"I'm fine with it.  It seems like a good idea."  Silicia aknowledged. 

Soon, they were all opening the door to the hallway and separated down to their own rooms -- Scarr walked down onto the balcony outside the eating hall; Silicia sat in a chair in the eating hall and clasped her hands to her muzzle as she closed her eyes and had a brief moment of silence to herself.

[Amethyst10]

The wolf's ear twitched at the random shout, turning his head slightly back to look for the source.  "Heh...Maybe it was the TV?"

'Come on, husky, don't stop talking now...'

then a knock came form out side

it was amethyst.

[Ris Grestar]

His ears perking up at the knocking, grateful for it as it would distract the husky from everything else, Tyr said, "Hold on, I'll get that for you."

Getting up, he left Scott's personal bar, making his way to the front door and opening it up.  His eyes widened slightly in surprise at who he saw, a smile crossing his muzzle.  "Amethyst!  What happened?  You never came back."