Ariana knew about them, apparently... She told me so...
*She ruffled Roland's hair and smiled sadly*
Ariana is fine, though. She's good... She's the one who distracted me from earlier... I'm okay, Roland is okay, Marrok is okay. The little two are asleep now.
Green it is. And I've never worn armour... Maybe I should, maybe I shouldn't... I don't know... Us Midgardians just wear nice dresses and suits to stuff like that...
*Ariana woke up. She could hear voices in the front room. She recognised her mam and relaxed a bit.
She cuddled up more beside Marrok as he snored lightly. At least he was okay after the fit. He cuddled up more into Ariana. She giggled lightly as his hair tickled his nose.*
*She groans quietly and started to look the the dresses. She found a nice green dress an pulled it off the rack, holding it up for Zanida's inspection*
Genetic...? That means that his wolfy parents would have some wolfy cough, right...?
*She kissed Marrok's head and smiled sadly, her arms wrapping around him tighter as she sat*
I'm sorry, baby... I'm sorry that you have to go through this... All I can promise you is hugs and kisses and that your aunt will make you feel better, okay?
Casha: More than likely, one of his wolf parents carries a defective gene.
*Marrok cuddling in more to Rose and his blanket as Roland came back in. He handed the box to Casha and he sat down, pulling Rose up onto his lap. He then wrapped his wings around them both.
Casha opened the box. In it there were inhalers, fever medicine, aloe vera cream and various other medicines. She pulled out a blue and a brown inhaler.*
Casha: This should do him for his cough and tickly chest. Put this end in his mouth, push down the top button and get him to take big breaths as you count to 10.
*Marrok moved uneasy and made a little crying sound as he watched Casha rummage through the box.*
*She snuggled into Roland's chest happily and watched Casha. When Marrok started to become uneasy, she kissed his hair. She took the inhaler and smiled at Marrok*
Trust me, okay, love? Just trust me.
*She put the end into his mouth and pressed down*
Big breaths, okay buddy? I'll do it too.
One.
*She filled up her chest and then let it out slowly. Then she did it again for two, waiting to see if Marrok followed her example*
*Marrok watched Rose take in big breaths and started to copy her. He felt the medicine hit the back of his throat and he coughed. But he kept watching Rose to do the big breaths.
Roland held onto Marrok's hand and smiled.*
Roland: Good boy, you are doing well.
*Ariana watched Marrok with great interest as he had to take his medicine. She also wondered why her mother had a box of these kind of essentials.*
*She tilted her head and stole a quick kiss from Roland. She giggled and ducked her head under his chin, lettin him rest his head on hers. She took the bag of herbs and frowned at Casha*
Why do you have all this stuff, anyway...? And thank you so much, Casha...
*She blushes at Roland's word and then she directed her gaze to Marrok when he coughed. She held him a little tighter, tucking the blanket up higher around his chin*
*She grinned up at him, mischief playing in her eyes*
You aren't his biological father now, are you? You and a wolf didn't... You know...?
*She chuckled and kissed his jaw softly*
You're mean... And you're cute when you snore... My little Marrok is amazing when he's like this... So fragile... I love you so much, Marrok... I love you more than you could ever know...
*pulls out a ledger* Well, the Hotel has three places it needs to stop today. *coughs* *reads aloud* One: An alternate dimension where everything is the same except everyone is fish. Two: Miami, shortly after a horrible murder. Three: An underground cavern. Where would you like to go?
Alrighty then! Everyone, into the lobby. Hold on tightly to an armchair or something. They're all nailed down. *goes to fiddle with the clock upstairs*
*looks over* *smiles* Silente, you brought the portrait! *nods to Garrett* We've been having a snack break in this attractively furnished sitting room.
Maybe we should hang the portrait here . . . *looks on the wall* *there's already an oil painting of Garrett riding a unicorn hanging there* Hmm. Did you know I was once in a unicorn rodeo?
*laughs* Fair enough. I'll have you know that most unicorn rodeos have abolished the cruelty to unicorns. Some, I'll grant you, don't treat them as well as they ought. *brushes off pith helmet* Well, it looks like our work here is done. *nods in satisfaction at the portrait*
*pounds on the door with one hand* *rattles the doorknob* Silente! Get out here this minute! *hurriedly trying to sound calm* Please stay calm, Mister and Missus Copper, nothing to worry about . . .
*pounds on the door* Silente! Stop whatever you're doing! *looks over at Garrett* Silente is causing trouble again, damn her eyes! *rolls up sleeves* I'm going to have to get the mallet.
*runs around the next bend in the hall* *there's a glass box on the wall that says IN CASE OF SILENTE, BREAK GLASS* *breaks the glass* *removes a huge Whack-a-Mole mallet* *runs back to the door*
*frowns when neither of them answer* Not talkative are you? Anyway, I wanted some help. The hotel manager, she didn't get a party for rebuilding the hotel. So I need help organising one.
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Zanida: I have an idea, how about I help you.
((Msd for a bit...-ZF
Then how about you and me go shopping for some better swim wear a little later...?
*She smirked at him and turned to Zan*
I'd really appreciate that, Zanida... Thank you.
Zanida: Of course. Loki, why don't you take Leif, and we'll take Kari.
You'll probably find Leif on your head again, love.
*She reached up to kiss his nose and nuzzled his neck. Then she took a step away and looked at Zanida*
I don't know what you guys wear... So, let's get Kari and you can teach me...?
Zanida: Certain-*Leif appears in Rose's arms, with Kari*
He is mine, that I know.
You're getting good, baby.
*She kissed Leif's nose and smiled at the pair*
Go to daddy. We're taking your sister and your aunt and I are going shopping. It's a girl thing.
*He appears in Loki's arms*
Good. I am happy.
Zanida: We can get Kari something too. She deserves it.
Leif, we'll go get you a sword.
You are going to get our son a sword?? Loki!!
*She hugged Kari tightly to her chest and frowned at her husband*
You odd creature... Come on, Zan, let's go before Loki decides to give Leif an army...
He should learn...
Zanida: Right!!! *leads the girls into the city, to a shop with dresses.* Shall we?
*She rolled her eyes at Loki and left with Zan. She looked into the shop full of dresses and pursed her lips*
After you... I've got no idea...
Zanida: How about, we find....your colour? *takes them inside*
*She followed Zan inside and looked around*
I like purple... And green... I don't know what looks good with me, though...
(Sorry I'm back now.)
*Casha took a sip of tea as she settled into the couch.*
Casha: So how were the little ones? I hope they were okay.
Roland: Rose found out that Marrok has an illness. He suffers from fits. We think that is the reason he was abandoned in the first place.
Casha: Oh no! Is he okay? Is everyone okay?
Zanida: You looked nice, so I think green....*walks over* You ought to get battle armor, we wear it in ceremonies.
()
Ariana knew about them, apparently... She told me so...
*She ruffled Roland's hair and smiled sadly*
Ariana is fine, though. She's good... She's the one who distracted me from earlier... I'm okay, Roland is okay, Marrok is okay. The little two are asleep now.
Green it is. And I've never worn armour... Maybe I should, maybe I shouldn't... I don't know... Us Midgardians just wear nice dresses and suits to stuff like that...
Zanida: Find a green one, then try it.
*Ariana woke up. She could hear voices in the front room. She recognised her mam and relaxed a bit.
She cuddled up more beside Marrok as he snored lightly. At least he was okay after the fit. He cuddled up more into Ariana. She giggled lightly as his hair tickled his nose.*
*She groans quietly and started to look the the dresses. She found a nice green dress an pulled it off the rack, holding it up for Zanida's inspection*
This...? Where do I try them on, anyway??
(Hello.)
()
*She was silent for a moment, listening. She heard a giggle and smiled as she stood up*
Ariana's awake. Roland, get off the floor... You're not a dog... You can sit in my spot and I'll sit on your lap when I get back.
*She sat the tea down and made her way up the stairs and into her room. She lay down beside Marrok and held them both tightly to her*
(Maths :/ -Zaf
(Hello, Zafira.)
(Maths sucks...)
(I was never a big fan of maths. I liked physics, however.)
*Marrok shifted slightly, the warmth from Rose engulfing him. Ariana smiled as she watched Rose lie down beside Marrok, holding him close to her.*
would. you. like. some. time. alone. with. Marrok?
*Marrok shifted again as he turned into Rose more. He was slowly starting to wake up.*
()
*She looked at Ariana and pursed her lips*
You don't have to go if you don't want to, Angel. You can stay... But you mother and Roland are downstairs if you want to say hi.
*She kissed both of Marrok's eyelids gently and smile wider*
Good morning, my love... Feeling better...?
*Marrok rubbed his face and eyes as he smiled up at Rose. He coughed slightly.*
Marrok: Mama.
*He coughed again as Ariana sat back against Rose again.*
(I may not like living in Dragona's head some - most - of the time, but I am somewhat impressed at the moment.)
I'm not your mama, but I'll do her role, okay...? You're not leaving me. You're not leaving me or Roland. We'll take care of you...
*She patted Marrok's back sofrly when he coughed and kissed his head*
I love you.
*Ariana lay back and smiled as she listened to Rose.*
you. shouldn't. be. so. worried. about. the. biological. aspects. you. will. always. be. his. mother. in. his. eyes.
*Marrok smiled up at Rose as he touched her face lightly. His little hand running itself along her cheek.*
Marrok: love you mama.
How can he see me as his mother...? I'm just... I'm obly a person...
*She held his hand to her face and smiled back to Marrok. She kissed his nose*
I love my Marrok... Can you say Marrok? That's your name. Daddy called you that. It's a beautiful name, isn't it. Daddy is beautiful...
to. him. you're. not. you. and. Roland. have. cared. for. him. since. you. found. him. you. have. both. been. the. only. loving. contact. he's. ever. known.
*Marrok giggled as she kissed his nose. He coughed again and sat up. He grabbed the blanket and rubbed it up against his face.*
he. still. feels. poorly. after. the. fit
*She reached over to kiss Ariana's forehead and grinned at her*
Thank you, sweetheart... You really mean a lot to me... Everyone here does... I can't live without you anymore...
*She looked at Marrok and held him closer. She started to stroke his face with her thumbs*
What can I do for you, baby... I dot know what to do... Tell me...
(How is everyone?)
*Marrok looked at Ariana as he held the blanket closer and went closer into Rose. Ariana nodded.*
his. lungs. will. need. an. inhaler. after. fits. I. think. mother. has. inhalers. but. he. has. never. taken. medicine. before. and. to. bring. his. fever. down. he. is. not. sure. what. causes. the. fits.
*He gave a little cough again as he lay back against Rose. He ran his hand over his forehead and held the blanket close.*
We'll figure it out. Come on.
*She scooped Marrok and the blanket into one arm and held the other out to Ariana*
We'll go down stairs, talk to Roland and your mother, talk about medicines while I give Marrok a hug because he's not well, okay?
*She kissed Marrok's head. Something inside her twisted wen he seemed sick. It hurt to see him unwell and not his usual self*
Get better, my dear... Please...
((Hi. Random momemt to pop in so someone can say hi.-Zaf
Hello, Rose.
()
Hello, my king.
My author allowed me to visit, but she has a timed essay in English so she cannot stay. I thought to disrupt her reading TDOTL. She was whimpering.
Hello, love.
()
Ohh, evil Loki... Can you kill someone for me?? Please?? He just called my mum a bitch and he has a crush on me and I hate him...
*Casha smiled as she saw Rose come down with the babies. She put her arms out for Ariana. Ariana went into her mother's arms and hugged her tightly.
Roland saw Marrok and stood up quickly, being right beside Rose. He stroked Marrok's hair.*
Roland: Is he alright? He seems tired.
Casha: Roland, let her sit down. I'm sure everything is fine.
Ariana says that he'll need an inhaler after his fits... And no one knows why he has them...
*She looked at Roland and rested her was against his chest, sighing heavily*
If you sit on the sofa, I'll sit on your lap...? Then you can cuddle both me and Marrok at the same time...
*She looked at the baby in her arms and smiled gently*
(Ew. Ew. Stop. flirting with me now Dylan.
Please...
That was so corny...
Ew.)
*Casha fixed herself again as she sat closer to Ariana.*
Casha: No, you sit down with Marrok, Rose. Roland will you go into the drawer in the bathroom and bring me in the box that's marked C please.
*Roland kissed Rose and Marrok on the head as he went to the bathroom.
Casha rubbed her hand along Marrok's leg and gave him a little smile.*
Casha: Are you not well chicken? Is your chest a bit tickly? It's okay, we're gonna make you all better.
*Casha then looked at Rose.*
Casha: It could be genetic, most cases of children having fits has to do with genetics mainly.
Genetic...? That means that his wolfy parents would have some wolfy cough, right...?
*She kissed Marrok's head and smiled sadly, her arms wrapping around him tighter as she sat*
I'm sorry, baby... I'm sorry that you have to go through this... All I can promise you is hugs and kisses and that your aunt will make you feel better, okay?
Casha: More than likely, one of his wolf parents carries a defective gene.
*Marrok cuddling in more to Rose and his blanket as Roland came back in. He handed the box to Casha and he sat down, pulling Rose up onto his lap. He then wrapped his wings around them both.
Casha opened the box.
In it there were inhalers, fever medicine, aloe vera cream and various other medicines. She pulled out a blue and a brown inhaler.*
Casha: This should do him for his cough and tickly chest. Put this end in his mouth, push down the top button and get him to take big breaths as you count to 10.
*Marrok moved uneasy and made a little crying sound as he watched Casha rummage through the box.*
()
*She snuggled into Roland's chest happily and watched Casha. When Marrok started to become uneasy, she kissed his hair. She took the inhaler and smiled at Marrok*
Trust me, okay, love? Just trust me.
*She put the end into his mouth and pressed down*
Big breaths, okay buddy? I'll do it too.
One.
*She filled up her chest and then let it out slowly. Then she did it again for two, waiting to see if Marrok followed her example*
*Marrok watched Rose take in big breaths and started to copy her. He felt the medicine hit the back of his throat and he coughed. But he kept watching Rose to do the big breaths.
Roland held onto Marrok's hand and smiled.*
Roland: Good boy, you are doing well.
*Ariana watched Marrok with great interest as he had to take his medicine. She also wondered why her mother had a box of these kind of essentials.*
*She got to ten and then squealed, covering Marrok's face with kisses. She blew raspberries on his stomach and laughed*
Good job, Marrok! Good boy! You did it!! It wasn't that hard, was it! Now you're all oxygenated! And daddy can hug us tighter!
*She pressed her side against Roland's chest, nuzzled his neck, and held Marrok closer. She peeked over to Ariana and smiled at her softly*
I love you all so much...
Rose...I think my author lost her soul. I know not what she wrote, but she lost a bit of her soul.
She has Spanish, but whatever bit of her soul she had, it vanished with that essay.
(*Cuddles Zaf*
Essays suck...)
(Hello.)
*Roland wrapped his arms around them both, giving Rose and Marrok equal amount of kisses between them.
Casha smiled as she handed Rose a bag of mixed herbs.*
Casha: Put a spoonful of that into warm milk at night for him and his fever should come down.
*Casha grabbed Ariana and cuddled her tightly.*
Roland: And we love you so much darling.
*Marrok let out a little cough again but soon he was cuddled up and settling against Rose, he was still tired.*
They do...I no have soul, I no have ANYTHING. *cries* One more class...then lunch.-Zaf
*She tilted her head and stole a quick kiss from Roland. She giggled and ducked her head under his chin, lettin him rest his head on hers. She took the bag of herbs and frowned at Casha*
Why do you have all this stuff, anyway...? And thank you so much, Casha...
*She blushes at Roland's word and then she directed her gaze to Marrok when he coughed. She held him a little tighter, tucking the blanket up higher around his chin*
It's okay, love...
(Hey Sil)
(hello, how are you all?)
(Msd... Sleepy...)
(Did I ever tell you that I used the word 'defecate' in an essay before? It was marvellous!
Ew... Class...)
(hey Deathy)
(Hey Tony. How are you?)
*Casha tidied the box away and put it on the floor beside her.*
Casha: When Roland was younger, he suffered from some minor fits so I was prepared at all times.
*Roland frowned.*
Roland: I never knew I suffered from fits.
Casha: They weren't anything major and didn't happen that often anyway so you probably don't remember them.
*Marrok lay his head against Rose's chest, listening to her heartbeat. His eyes started closing slowly and he began to snore lightly.
Roland laughed quietly.*
Roland: I love when he does that. He sounds so cute.
(I'm grrrrreat!!)
(how are you sil?)
(*laughs* good answer.
I am tired. But otherwise fine. Saw the school nurse today.)
(Hello.)
(why?)
(hello soph how are you?)
(Hey soph. How are you?)
(I am average. Yourself? (x2))
Roland had fits...? Roland!
*She grinned up at him, mischief playing in her eyes*
You aren't his biological father now, are you? You and a wolf didn't... You know...?
*She chuckled and kissed his jaw softly*
You're mean... And you're cute when you snore... My little Marrok is amazing when he's like this... So fragile... I love you so much, Marrok... I love you more than you could ever know...
(How i feel is above.)
(@Garr because I'm crazy. Jk to try help with some stuff.)
(@Soph Sleepy. But otherwise okay.)
(fair doo's sil.)
(They dont know about the crazy thing. *nods* shh! Don't tell them! *winks*)
(They dont know about the crazy thing. *nods* shh! Don't tell them! *winks*)
PURPLE!
Wbd and Msd...
(hey Dug!)
(Hello Dugglyn.)
*the Midnight Hotel arrives on the scene*
*pops head out*
I'm in the mood for an adventure. Anyone want to join me?
I will!
Excellant!
*passes hat to Silente*
Here's your pith helmet.
*puts pith helmet on*
Okay!
Where are we adventuring?
*pulls out a ledger*
Well, the Hotel has three places it needs to stop today.
*coughs*
*reads aloud*
One: An alternate dimension where everything is the same except everyone is fish.
Two: Miami, shortly after a horrible murder.
Three: An underground cavern.
Where would you like to go?
Hey peeps! How be's yous?! How be's yous eyes?!
*pops in*
I wanna go on an adventure!!!!!!
(Im good thanks dug!)
Hmm...number three!
Dugglyn! Come join us on our adventure!
*presents pith helmet*
Alrighty then! Everyone, into the lobby. Hold on tightly to an armchair or something. They're all nailed down.
*goes to fiddle with the clock upstairs*
*tilts head*
*walks into the lobby and grabs an arm chair, eyeing the stairs*
*the Hotel begins to shake violently, and Billy-Ray-Sanguines right into the ground*
*shouts down*
Just one moment!
*keeps eying the stairs*
*let's go of the arm chair and walks towards them calmly*
(hello duggsy, I'm good and so are my eyes
how are you?)
*the Midnight Hotel re-emerges in an underground cavern*
*tunnels branch off from it in every direction, like a honeycomb*
*trots downstairs*
Alright! Dugglyn, grab some snacks from the kitchen. Silente, grab that oil painting of me that's hanging over the fireplace.
Gtg, pie!
*nods*
Pie is always a good reason to stop adventuring. I shall go get the snacks myself.
*goes to get snacks*
*returns with, funnily enough, pie*
*sets off out the door*
*into the pitch-black cave*
*turns on electric torch*
Alright. We're going to find the deepest, most remote cave in these caverns, and hang up my portrait there.
*frowns*
Hmm. I seem to have been deserted.
*collects the pie in one hand, the portrait in the other, and the torch clamped between teeth*
*sets off down a random tunnel*
*the tunnel is full of luminous fungi*
*continues walking down it*
Goodness, I certainly hope these fungi won't have an effect on . . . on my breathing . . . *cough*
*trips*
*falls on all fours, dropping the pie and portrait*
Nrgh . . .
*cough cough*
*weakened limbs*
*weakened breathing*
*blinks blearily at the portrait and the pie*
*I can only take one with me, now*
*looks at the pie*
*looks at the portrait*
*looks at the pie*
*looks at the portrait*
. . .
I . . . can't stay here too long . . .
The fungi . . .
*coughs*
*finally makes a choice*
*takes the pie and runs*
*for some reason, the tunnel is now crumbling closed behind me*
*LEAPS*
*and makes it out of the tunnel just as it collapses*
*is now in a cavern filled with many stalagmites*
*breathing heavily*
*stands up*
*begins to weave through the stalagmites*
*produces a fork from pocket and begins to eat the pie*
*comes to a large hole in the floor*
*completely impassible*
*stares at it*
*chewing slowly*
*pondering it*
*looks back*
*it's a dead-end behind*
*hops into the hole*
(I am here somewhat.)
*falls down*
*down*
*down*
*down*
*down*
*lands in an attractively furnished sitting room*
*stands there waiting for Clara at the bottom of the hole*
hello did you bring pie?
Greetings, Sophie.
*blinks*
*surprised at the sudden change in environment*
*and the sudden presence of Garrett*
. . . Indeed, I did.
*holds out the half a pie*
(hello again soph)
(sorry I needed food.)
*appears, falling next to Clara, portrait in hand*
*looks over*
*smiles*
Silente, you brought the portrait!
*nods to Garrett*
We've been having a snack break in this attractively furnished sitting room.
*takes the pie* thank you *eats pie*
Yes I did. Couldn't leave it behind could we? It'd get wrecked.
A snack break? Cool.
Maybe we should hang the portrait here . . .
*looks on the wall*
*there's already an oil painting of Garrett riding a unicorn hanging there*
Hmm. Did you know I was once in a unicorn rodeo?
Yes this is a nice room, i don't know who decorated it though.
A unicorn rodeo? Poor unicorns.
Dwarves, perhaps?
Don't scoff unicorn rodeos. They're still very popular in some regions of Blogland.
I don't like unicorns *takes oil painting down*
They're cruel. Thousands of unicorns die because of it!
*hangs up the portrait in the newly-vacated spot on the wall*
Oh, don't tell me you're a member of PETU.
*laughs*
PETU? Nah. But that doesn't mean I'm for unicorn rodeos.
*admires portrait* its a very nice picture Clara.
*laughs*
Fair enough. I'll have you know that most unicorn rodeos have abolished the cruelty to unicorns. Some, I'll grant you, don't treat them as well as they ought.
*brushes off pith helmet*
Well, it looks like our work here is done.
*nods in satisfaction at the portrait*
Want a shortcut back to the hotel?
*admires the portrait*
Yes. It does appear so.
A shortcut back to my Hotel would be a delight, Garrett, thank you!
*curtsies*
Ok, hold onto me, you to sil we'll shadow walk back.
In answer to your question, Elleni.
I've never shadow-walked before.
*looks nervous*
*puts a hand on Garret's shoulder and the other on Silente's arm*
Clara that reminds me the fangirl hunting is going well. They've retreated to fanfic and the occasional stalker.*nods*
That's good. I imagine most of them would nosebleed at the sight of our platonic arm-touching.
*nods wisely*
Most probably. They seem to be winning in the technology front however.
You'll be fine Clara trust me *grins*,
*shadow walks to the hotel*
everybody here?
*lets go of Garrett and Silente*
*wobbles back into the Hotel*
*vomits into the dustbin*
*weakly* I'm fine.
*laughs at Clara*
Ever the epitome of elegance and grace.
Epitome. That's me.
*stands up shakily*
*wipes mouth with handkerchief*
Ahh, you'll be fine its just a bit of shadow sickness,
anyway back to the surface please.
Sure.
Fangirl: *whispering*
Yes, yes of course, Garrett:
*goes upstairs*
The Midnight Hotel: *rumbles violently*
*shouts down*
Any moment now!
*bolts for the stairs*
*shouts back* ok
*sits down in a chair*
*the Midnight Hotel ceases its rumbling*
Alright, we're on the surface now, and-
*notices Silente on the stairs*
What are you doing?
*looks at Clara*
...exercising?
*bolts up the stairs*
*walks outside and basks in the sunlight*
Hey!
*gives chase*
What are you doing!? You're not allowed up here unless you're a guest!
I'm sort of a guest!
*dives into the room on her left, smiling at the couple inside*
Hi.
*slams the door shut*
*puts a chair under the handle*
*goes back inside*
*pounds on the door with one hand*
*rattles the doorknob*
Silente! Get out here this minute!
*hurriedly trying to sound calm*
Please stay calm, Mister and Missus Copper, nothing to worry about . . .
*hears the banging and walks upstairs* what's with all the ruckus?
*laughs*
Don't worry about her. It's fine.
*pulls out a revolver, pointing it at the woman*
Both of you, sit.
*pounds on the door*
Silente! Stop whatever you're doing!
*looks over at Garrett*
Silente is causing trouble again, damn her eyes!
*rolls up sleeves*
I'm going to have to get the mallet.
*watches the couple sit*
Good. Tea anyone?
No there is two ways i can get in, i can pick the lock or i can shadow walk inside which one do you want me to do?
*runs around the next bend in the hall*
*there's a glass box on the wall that says IN CASE OF SILENTE, BREAK GLASS*
*breaks the glass*
*removes a huge Whack-a-Mole mallet*
*runs back to the door*
Hello my darlings)
*frowns when neither of them answer*
Not talkative are you? Anyway, I wanted some help. The hotel manager, she didn't get a party for rebuilding the hotel. So I need help organising one.
Greeting, Inky!
*bangs on the door with mallet*
Don't mind me.
*crosses arms and angrily glares at the door*
*really wishes I could hear through it*
*walks to Gar* hello, what ya doing?
If you don't talk I will have to make you. I'm not meant to make people do stuff anymore. Please help.
*tries to appear friendly despite the gun*
*tacklehugs inky* raaah!
(shamae sut oi ti?)
I found a very crazy fact today, its in TDOTL.-Zaf
*squeals* Heyyyu!
(Dw in hapus Iawn
A ti?)
Here for a bit,I think.-Zaf
(Heya Zaf!)
*to Zafira*
Is it about Tipstaff and his tattoos?
*sits down in the hall, leaning on the wall opposite the door*
*thumps the mallet repeatedly into palm*
*waiting for Silente to come out*
No. It's more for my own self but its crazy.
Is anyone objected to me saying a chapter number? I'm not giving away plot details.-Zaf
Wait- Tipstaff....tattoos...when?! Oh my god, TIPSTAFF FOR GRAND MAGE.-Zaf
(Rwy'n wych diolch i chi)
*looks at inky* sorry I'm just excited to see you *offers hand up*
I'm so sorry, Zafira, I thought you knew!
Do you want the page number for it?
#TipstaffForGrandMage
FINE! DON'T HELP ME!
*shoots Mr copper in the foot and Mrs copper in the hand*
Ok. Since Rose did not ded,,I am.
I dedicate this page to the insanity of Tipstaff for Grand Mage. He deserves it far more then China Sorrows EVER will. I would prefer Ravel, but apparently that situation is not allowed.
-Zafira Kerias
Naww that's sweet *smiles* *hand up accepted*
Yes,I have TDOTL with me.-Zaf
*hears gunshots*
*throws self against the door*
SILENTE!
(Hear hear)
*smiles back* *pulls inks up*
right Clara, do you want me to try open the door?
*looks at door*
Whoops. Forgot about that.
*shoots the door*
YES GARRETT.
I agree whole-heartedly with the dedication.
Zafira, page 94.
What's happening? *looks confused*
*one ear flops*
*starts wearing steampunk goggles around neck*
Ok, *shadow walks inside* what the hell is going on in here?
TDOTL weird thing I noticed.
I first speak in chapter 25
My birthday is Jan. 25
3/5 people in my family were born on the 25th of a month.
I made ZafTC's birthday October 25th.
Weird?
-Zaf
*pounds viciously in the door*
I will KILL you Silente!
*looks at Garr*
*levels the gun at him*
Go away.
Well....OMG CLARA THATS FUNNY....OMG WHY DIDNT I NOTICE?!-Zaf
Hey! No killing! Sil, be good,
Now msd....lunchy-Zaf
Oh dear that doesn't sound good..
*to Zafira*
Tipstaff for Grand Mage!
*slams shoulder into the door*
*once*
*twice*
*the third time, the door caves in*
*staggers in, mallet in hand*
SILENTE!
*goes for own gun* just put the gun down sil.
*waits silently* what's going on...?
*draws another gun and points it at Clara*
Freeze!
*Follows* Sil...? what are you doing?
*shouts to inks* its sil she has a gun, run go call the police quickly!
*freezes*
*eyes widen*
*through gritted teeth* Silente, this Hotel is my life, and I WILL kill you if you keep causing trouble for me and my guests.
*looks confuse* but its Sil! whats up?
*smiles at Clara*
I wasn't causing trouble. I was talking to my two very dear friends.
*pulls out own gun* sil drop yours now!
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