http://bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2010-12-19 10:37 am

C&C HOLIDAY JAMJAR ICE HOTEL HELL: PARTY

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.
professorlionface: (I find myself brimming with thoughts.)

[personal profile] professorlionface 2010-12-21 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Comes with the territory," he remarked as he sniffed more thoughtfully. A moment later, he answered, "The ham is a bit overpowering, as well as the steamed asparagus, but yes, I do believe I smell turkey!"
screwmeister: sinspire @ lj (and now i'll rip out your spleen!)

[personal profile] screwmeister 2010-12-21 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Nice," Stein said, and he was all smiles again. "I guess it wouldn't be appropriate to sneak a taste, huh."
professorlionface: (Big smile!)

[personal profile] professorlionface 2010-12-21 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably not! You'd have to as the cooks, of course."

And here they finally were, as Hank pushed open the door to the kitchen.
screwmeister: sinspire @ lj (*final fantasy victory music*)

[personal profile] screwmeister 2010-12-21 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Stein put his dish down on the nearest table and felt that his mission had been accomplished.

"Good," he said, obviously satisfied with things. "Now we just have to wait until dinner actually starts."
professorlionface: (Might I just add...)

[personal profile] professorlionface 2010-12-21 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Hank got the attention of the nearest attendant and after being assured it would be taken care of, handed off the basket. The same attendant went ahead and grabbed Stein's dish while he was at it.

"I suppose so. The party's already beginning in the main room, that would probably be the best option."

Extending his arm, "I'm Dr. McCoy, by the way."
screwmeister: sinspire @ lj (being me)

[personal profile] screwmeister 2010-12-22 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
Stein shook his hand, grip firm, and let go relatively quickly. He wasn't real big on touch, though he may or may not have taken the opportunity to analyze Hank's...interesting physique. The shape of the hand could be very telling, after all.

"Dr. Stein," he said in response. "Thanks for the help."
professorlionface: (Most excellent! :3)

[personal profile] professorlionface 2010-12-22 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a problem at all, it was on my way." He looked back for a moment before walking away, "I'll see you later, perhaps. Enjoy the party."