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suitedreams2022-05-10 09:26 pm
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WEEK ZERO: MINGLE
W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ ZERO: MINGLE
(35 ḡ̴̻u̷͌͜ê̴̯s̶̢͑t̵̻͝s̴̡̐ ̴c̴h̴e̶c̴k̷e̶d̸ ̶i̴n̴)
Needless to say, marble isn't exactly the most comfortable surface to sleep on. Do you even remember falling asleep? Maybe not, but the moment your eyes flutter open and the lingering stardust fades, you come into consciousness with the distinct feeling that your dreams were very important.
You vaguely remember a shadowed hand, the pen and the scroll in its grip as the terms and conditions glow softly before you. You can't quite remember the details, the words blurring and fading fasting the longer you try, but you come to a conclusion rather quickly:
-Someone you care about is in trouble and their life is now your responsibility.
-You have signed a contract to provide entertainment to the Host in exchange for their safe return.
Your other memories begin to settle now that you're more awake. You remember that this isn't the first time you've been swept away for a game by someone else's design. You remember what those games entailed, too, but as the pieces click together you get the sense that murdering everyone around you isn't a solution. It won't get your hostage back sooner. It will only end tragically for everyone involved.
So instead, perhaps it's time to take in your surroundings. Where the hell even are you now? The marble floor of the lobby is still cool to the touch, and the front desk is before you with several keys on hooks against the wall. Each of them includes a keychain with two small, clear star-shaped crystals embedded at the bottom. Too bad you can't seem to remove the keys just yet! Guest accommodations aren't quite ready.
Ah, right. About that. You aren't alone! After all, what's the fun in playing a game by yourself? Should one try to actually count the keys hanging on the wall, you'll find there are 35 in total. You can also learn more about them should you look at the leather-bound book bolted to the front desk. Though some of them may look a bit different, seeing how everyone gathered in the lobby is dressed to the nines. What happened to your other clothing? Worry not. You do want to be presentable at the front desk, don't you?
Speaking of the front desk, while you aren't able to retrieve your keys or even leave the ground floor right now, you will find small gift boxes scattered around the desk as a complementary gift for each guest. Inside these boxes, you will find:
-A flask. Those of legal drinking age will find it filled with a sweet wine, and those underage will find juice of some kind.
-A shaving kit
- A single aspirin
-A keychain
-A condolence card
-A sheet of temporary tattoos
-A small bag of jerky
-A compact mirror with a cute pattern on the outer casing
No other items are on your person even if you were holding onto them prior to your arrival. Perhaps the bellhop has already taken your luggage for you?
But despite the front desk hosting a small cluster of bells, ringing them doesn't seem to draw the attention of anyone. The bells cannot be removed from the desk, but the hotel staff appears to be occupied with other tasks.
It looks as though you're on your own for now until maintenance is finished. But it's just like the first time, isn't it? Get to know the other guests, start asking questions, and settle in for your stay.
You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave...
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! he eventually spots her and beelines over. ]
Flayn! You're really— [ getting crunk?! ] Whoa. Easy there.
[ is she even of drinking age, do any of her secrets become revealed in AM route i simply do not remember... (the guestbook had said something about longass naps but clearly he was a bit distracted) ]
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Sylvain?
[hm. she looks up at him, then looks down at her flask.]
It is alright. It is not particularly strong. I am certain Professor Manuela would claim it is more akin to a juice than a wine.
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[ ...he just. quietly stares at flayn for a moment. ]
So... You're not gonna run away at the sight of me?
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[surely... surely sylvain won't philander in a murder hotel...?]
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...Don't worry, I promise you're safe from my deadliest pick-up lines. [ he does wink at her. that's allowed, isn't it? ]
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I will hold you to your word, Sylvain!
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Only from my deadliest! I think it's only fair to tell you that you look nice.
[ he means it as a genuine compliment—she's all dolled up! he then glances down at his own suit ]
This all kinda reminds me of the Winter Ball, actually. [ what truly feels like ages ago... ] ...Maybe slightly more comfortable than our formal uniforms.
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[she does not say i hear that quite often this time, probably because she hasn't been here long enough to hear it often yet.]
Your outfit is quite dapper. [she hums] ...I suppose it is a bit akin to that, although there does not seem to be a ballroom as of yet.
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[ again there's no untoward sentiment in this question, this is just How He Is ]
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[but as long as seteth never found out about it.........]
Then again, so is this - [she shakes her flask] - and I have already had something to drink from it. So what is one more broken rule?
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[ he props his hands on his hips ]
But I like the way you think. Save me a dance sometime!
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[but will there be a ballroom in this hotel... who knows...]
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And if we can't, how does the courtyard sound? We could even refreshen ourselves with tea afterwards.
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Hmm... perhaps! We should see if we can find a ballroom first.
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Shall we go and look around?
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[ (nevermind that might not ever happen.)
he offers her the crook of his arm like a true gentleman. ] C'mon, let's see what's up.
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Onward!
[(scowls at captcha)]
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