C&C HOLIDAY JAMJAR ICE HOTEL HELL: PARTY

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WHO: AHAHAHAHA. Just... just tag yourselves in.
WHERE: The Gorsewick Hotel
WHEN: December 19th. 5PM-7PM for setup, 7PM onward for dinner.
WARNINGS: Let's just cover for your basics unless something more specific comes up.
SUMMARY: Miles Edgeworth and Remus Lupin are hosting the second comm-wide holiday party and have rented out the dining hall in the Gorsewick for the night. Everyone comes in for food, warmth, and (relatively... hopefully...) civil company. Whether or not they can leave is another story.
FORMAT: IF IT FEELS GOOD, DO IT! Long prose, action brackets, rapidfire dialogue, present tense, past tense--whatever floats your narrative boat!



The Gorsewick is not all that large a hotel, although it would very much like to grow up to be one someday, a mere five stories tall and having only a small parking garage to its name. The owner is clearly an optimistic sort of fellow, building a place like this in the City despite the risk the existence of imPorts poses to it and the hits the tourism industry has taken from their antics; bigger places than this have been smashed to pieces by enormous grey lizards with bad cases of heartburn.

Sadly, it just isn't paying off. At a time when people should be on vacation, packing his rooms to the max, the Gorsewick is... really, really empty. The groups renting out the dining hall are pretty much the only things keeping it afloat this month.

Still, appearances must be upheld, and although it is mildly understaffed, it is currently no less well-cared for. The handful of people on duty that night are friendly and the place is clean as a whistle--no bugs, no rats, no dust, nothing like that. He may be running a sinking ship, but the owner is damned determined to keep it a tidy one on the way down.

Come on in.

Comments

continuity what's that lol

[newbvampire]

Seras smiled and nodded. "Hopefully. Better than getting lost on my own, I suppose."

i know not what this "continuity" is that you speak of

[screwmeister]

"Great! You can lead the way."

Because Stein had no idea where he was going.

Is this cool?

[newbvampire]

Unfortunately, neither did Seras. The good news was they were still on the first floor, and they hadn't ended up in a storage closet...yet. On the plus side they had found the dining room. "Well it's not the kitchen, but it can't be that far from here right?"

cool by me!

[screwmeister]

Fortunately, this was not the first time Stein had found himself following a blonde who didn't have any real idea of where anything was.

"Right! It must be close for waiters' convenience!"

[newbvampire]

Seras started poking her head through all the doors hoping one of them would lead to the kitchen. She stopped however when she realized that she had forgotten to ask one of the most basic of questions in any social situation.

"Um sorry I forgot this, but um what's your name?"

[screwmeister]

"Eh? Oh!"

It hadn't occurred to Stein to ask either, but that wasn't a surprise.

"Franken Stein."

[newbvampire]

"Really?" Well that might explain the bolt a bit. Though wasn't it supposed to be in his neck instead of his head? "Sorry, I'm Seras Victoria. It's nice to meet you."

[screwmeister]

"Yeah, really." Stein was from a world that was sadly lacking in the works of Mary Shelley, so he wasn't really sure why she questioned his knowledge of his own name. But he skipped over that oddity easily enough.

"Nice to meet you," he echoed.

[newbvampire]

If that really was his name then she'd just drop it. No point in offending someone over something so simple. "Have you been in the city long?"

[screwmeister]

"A few months," he said with a little shrug. "It's probably not a long time compared to some people, but it feels long enough."

[newbvampire]

"It does seem longer here than it normally would, doesn't it?" She frowned for a moment as she tried to put her thoughts together. "I mean I've only been a bit longer than you, but it still feels like ages since I've arrived."