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- post: anton shudder,
- thread: erskine ravel,
- thread: gene khan,
- thread: klaus von reinherz,
- thread: michaelangelo,
- thread: skulduggery pleasant,
- thread: valdis,
- thread: yami no bakura,
- † iroh,
- † thread: dove,
- † thread: duke pantarei,
- † thread: yuri lowell,
- † toph bei fong,
- † zelgadis greywords
[Midnight Hotel] July catch-alll
Characters: Anyone, everyone.
Date: Month of JULY, 2016.
Location: The Midnight Hotel.
Situation: Catch-all post! Feel free to use this post for anything that happens within the Midnight Hotel during the month, using the subject header to label specific rooms or for specific people. See also the OOC note at the bottom.
Warnings/Rating: Mark your threads if content warnings become applicable, please!
Though the attack on Anton and Jintou occurred outside of the Hotel, its effects can nevertheless be seen on the Hotel’s runnings during July. Jintou is absent, in the first place, though Anton keeps his room in the event he’s found.
For the last few days of June and the first couple days of July Anton is preoccupied with rebuilding the shops he damaged in his attempt to stop Jintou from being taken, and therefore a good deal of the Hotel’s daily running is in the hands of his staff and a handful of trusted ex-gang kedan.
Within the first few days of the month Anton’s health takes a nosedive. Though the chronic condition discovered by Raine and Tony wasn’t previously active, the poisoning attempt apparently changed that and for the rest of this month Anton is under enforced bed-rest—or if not bed-rest then an enforced holiday. For that reason, any and all offers to help out with maintenance, cleaning, cooking, accounting and other daily chores at the Hotel will be welcomed.
Provided, that is, that no one minds the Hotel proprietor hovering over their shoulders—when he isn’t being sat on by a giant wolf to make sure he doesn’t overtax himself.
Hotel rules are, obviously, still in effect.
[ooc: The Midnight Hotel’s status page is available here, with the rules at the top and ongoing status at the bottom. PLEASE POST TO THE STATUS PAGE IF YOUR CHARACTER WOULD LIKE A ROOM, JOB OR AREA IN THE GARAGE, OR ARE MOVING OUT. Anton will manufacture means of payment until Foreigners are able to properly offer recompense or choose to move out.]
Date: Month of JULY, 2016.
Location: The Midnight Hotel.
Situation: Catch-all post! Feel free to use this post for anything that happens within the Midnight Hotel during the month, using the subject header to label specific rooms or for specific people. See also the OOC note at the bottom.
Warnings/Rating: Mark your threads if content warnings become applicable, please!
Though the attack on Anton and Jintou occurred outside of the Hotel, its effects can nevertheless be seen on the Hotel’s runnings during July. Jintou is absent, in the first place, though Anton keeps his room in the event he’s found.
For the last few days of June and the first couple days of July Anton is preoccupied with rebuilding the shops he damaged in his attempt to stop Jintou from being taken, and therefore a good deal of the Hotel’s daily running is in the hands of his staff and a handful of trusted ex-gang kedan.
Within the first few days of the month Anton’s health takes a nosedive. Though the chronic condition discovered by Raine and Tony wasn’t previously active, the poisoning attempt apparently changed that and for the rest of this month Anton is under enforced bed-rest—or if not bed-rest then an enforced holiday. For that reason, any and all offers to help out with maintenance, cleaning, cooking, accounting and other daily chores at the Hotel will be welcomed.
Provided, that is, that no one minds the Hotel proprietor hovering over their shoulders—when he isn’t being sat on by a giant wolf to make sure he doesn’t overtax himself.
Hotel rules are, obviously, still in effect.
[ooc: The Midnight Hotel’s status page is available here, with the rules at the top and ongoing status at the bottom. PLEASE POST TO THE STATUS PAGE IF YOUR CHARACTER WOULD LIKE A ROOM, JOB OR AREA IN THE GARAGE, OR ARE MOVING OUT. Anton will manufacture means of payment until Foreigners are able to properly offer recompense or choose to move out.]
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She beamed up at him as she struck a ridiculous pose for a few split seconds, before breaking from it at the drop of a beat and spinning to him again. "Having fun?"
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"I am now," he admitted with a grin.
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Funny, how she seemed to get closer and closer each time. It was certainly no secret to anyone in the room that she felt absolutely no shame in being close to Yuri. It didn't even cross her mind to give him space at the moment.
When the song changed to something a little less crazy upbeat, she glanced over her shoulder to check on Era--who now seemed to be enjoying the presence of some child she hadn't met-- before turning back to her partner. "You know, I didn't get any of that cake you made..."
You know. Except the icing, which she had conveniently forgotten about by this point.
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"There might still be some left," he said with a shrug. And even if there wasn't, it's not like she hadn't had his cake before nor would there not be any other chances.
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"Then I'll just have to make sure you get a piece of the next one."
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She giggled outright at him though. Of course he'd make another cake... And she really did hope he's hold true to his word. "Mmmm, I'll be looking forward to that..." She spun, then came back and took his hand again, stepping lightly in a simple sweeping motion. "I definitely wouldn't mind more of that icing..." A pause, a slight hesitation as she worked up the confidence, and then, "You don't happen to deliver room service, do you?"
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Yuri easily caught her hand after she spun away and then came back to him. "Room service, huh? Sure, as long as I get a tip."
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Spinning away from him again, she let go, and took a few steps deeper into the crowd. "Tip one: let a woman lead once--be prepared to chase her all night.'
It might appear as though she was finished with their conversation, had it not been for the daring peek over her shoulder and the unmuted grin she flashed as she moved to disappear around the corner into the hall.
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Moving through the crowd of other party goes, he followed Dove, rounding the same corner and into the hall.
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She, however, would be perched on the railing of the second floor, grinning down at him after having made a mad dash for the stairs. Not that he would be able to tell by looking at her. After making eye contact, she would casually stroll aimlessly down another hall...
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Heh, alright then, he can play this game. But if she thought she had an advantage by having the lead... well. He listened to her footsteps above him, telling Yuri which direction he was going. But he didn't follow directly after her. He took another route. He knew this hotel well enough by now to know how to get around.
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Delighted that he was willing to play, she dashed lightly up the hall, rounding a corner before taking another hall. Everyone was busy with the party, thankfully, and she would be quick enough to dodge anyone coming out of their rooms.
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Once she got close enough, he rounded a corner just in time to cut her off.
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With a peal of girlish giggles, she took off again, beaming.
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"So, what's tip number two?"
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She fell back to him easily, light and spinning and all giggles as she thudded lightly against the wall in his cage. Her glow could have lit up the entire turtle.
Unable to stop giggling, her hands gripped his forearms to keep her balanced in her heady glee. She hadn't had this much fun in a long, long time, and for now, he'd have to settle for an inexplicably happy young woman, too full of joy to answer him.
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"What's the matter, Feathers. Cat got your tongue?"
Where did that cat go anyway?
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Era was...somewhere, lost at the party. Probably with Duke, content and eating leftovers.
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She was the only person he knew that had them. But his remarks stopped there and he went quiet, suddenly transfixed by the radiant beauty in front of him.
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The flood of emotion was intense in the best way: Happiness: this was the most carefree she had witnessed him since they had met; her playful chase had him excited and almost boyish. The raw desire pulsed tangibly between them: he wanted her as badly as she wanted him. The possessiveness in his hold felt safe, completely devoid of any glimpse of any darkness he might hold... Something brighter, more innocent flickered within in, but she couldn't quite grasp it-- not when she was so caught up as she was.
Warmth radiated from her chest. This was good.
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Which was evident as he continued to kiss her passionately. But just as suddenly as it had started, he pulled back. But there was still that glint in his eyes. And without a word, he scooped her up in his arms. Carrying the angel to somewhere more... private.
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