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Anton Shudder ([personal profile] gistful) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2015-11-09 09:30 am

[Midnight Hotel] November catch-all

Characters: Anyone, everyone.
Date: Month of November, 2015 (2016 in-game).
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!

The Hotel’s processes are chugging along in November. Some absences due to Foreigners leaving means that the Hotel employees are fewer, and while nothing changes in terms of services, things are a little bit hectic. For this reason, some of the kedanese part-timers will be more prominent—particularly at the desk and in the lobby, and keeping the peace.

There’s also that incident with Ravel becoming a bunny rabbit, which puts a little extra strain on the staff, having lost one of their own … temporarily.

The kedan who know Anton well are tiptoeing around him a bit this month. Some of them witnessed him with China at the masquerade and there are some rumours going around the Hotel that the proprietor has a squeeze on the side. Those who actually mention it inside his hearing find out quickly not to do it again, and even on good days he’s tense and almost grumpy. The only times his mood lightens at all this month are when he has the care of the tiny white bunny Erskine’s become.

[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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[personal profile] edgeoftheknife 2015-11-28 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Erskine will remember that nuzzle, Anton. Maybe not that second, and maybe not even soon, but some day it will come back to him. Mark these words.

He was, however, immensely grateful that Anton had elected not to move him again. The hand was a comfort, as was the nuzzle, and for a minute he simply let the familiar voice wash over him. The little eyes closed briefly as he listened, tried to apply Anton's logic and reasoning to himself.

Was he hurt? No. Not unless you counted being tiny and fuzzy as hurt, and Erskine had suffered much, much worse hurts than being small and adorable. Eventually the little body seemed to relax, the shaking subsiding and the fluffy white form unfurling on Anton's shoulder.

He bumped his head against Anton's cheek again. They would figure this out together. Something incredibly strange had happened to him, yes, but at least he wasn't alone.