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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 15, 2015 5:21:10 GMT -8
((Kristi is prescribed skeletons ∆§Indea§∆ - Whichever of ur guys was the junior employee, they on counter duty here. Ready to take that business if it walks in.))
It's the place where rappers pick up hobbies.
The Best Western is a-rockin', but sadly you aren't allowed to turn away people who are knockin'. You can hear a van or truck pulling in outside. With any luck, a delivery or pickup, and less paperwork than a customer.
You were alone at the moment tho. What did you do with your spare moment? Anyhow, then a guy walks in and comes straight to the counter. He's wearing a trenchcoat, so nerdy.
Nerdo- "Pardon me. Can you help me with something Miss?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 15, 2015 16:31:07 GMT -8
Meg quickly stashed away the book she'd been reading and looked to attention. This guy looked like somebody's dad, she really hoped he wasn't. That could get awkward. At least the guy was definitely wearing clothes under that trench coat. Unless he was wearing a false collar. You could never be too sure with customers. People did some kinky shit and hotels like this one were their mecca. Then again, he could be on the run from the law. Or his wife. Or both.
She gave him her Best Western smile. Come on, be a delivery guy. "Welcome to Best Western, sir. Of course, how can I be of assistance? We have rooms to suit all your 'needs'. Or is this a delivery?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 17, 2015 3:35:17 GMT -8
He shook his head at the delivery thing, shucks.
Nerdo- "I am supposed to meet with a group of children, drive them on a field trip. I expect you are not allowed to tell me specific information about guests and that's fine. I just want to know if you have a group of children here?" As a matter of fact, you do. They just came in about mid- morning with a couple of guys who said they were teachers. That's what the morning shift dude told you.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 17, 2015 4:19:07 GMT -8
Meg didn't want to think about what a dude would meet up with kids for a 'school trip' for. It sounded pretty suspicious. These kids already had teachers, what kind of teacher would leave kids to find the hotel by themselves? Still, she'd play the game. He did look dad-like but then didn't a lot of killers? Actually he totally fitted the stereotype, white guy clean-cut who looked like his mum still dressed him. She was yet to hear about a hip psychopath, those guys just had no style at all.
"Are you a teacher? What do you teach, sir?"She was totally getting geography vibes. "Say we did hypothetically have children of school age staying here in a large group. How do I know you're not some hypothetical creepo? Saying hypothetically they already had chaperones, can't you call one of them? Hypothetically, of course." She smiled innocently, giving her best impression of a witless receptionist.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 18, 2015 14:33:36 GMT -8
He flashed a dorky grin
Nerdo- "Haha, well, I'm actually a bus driver. It would be against the rules then?" He put his hands in his pockets and started to step back from the counter, looked like he was giving up but not out the door just yet.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 18, 2015 16:16:46 GMT -8
A bus driver who dreamed of teaching geography she bet. Damn it. She was feeling kinda bad for the guy."Maybe we do have some kids staying here. Just promise me you're not going to go full psychopath on them, sir. Do you want me to give the room a call?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 19, 2015 14:23:43 GMT -8
The guy made a cheesier bigger grin as he was nearly out the door.
Nerdo- "Hey, let's not get you in trouble, I'll just radio dispatch to confirm the address. See you later!" He ducked out. The lobby was quiet. She heard the sound of the elevators around the corner. No doubt housecleaning, and that Bunstein cat.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 19, 2015 16:58:12 GMT -8
She had been working a good solid year or two here and had found certain rules had to be bent for the hotel reception to work. Besides they didn't have a concierge so someone had to help the guests out. Those teachers were probably freaking out about where their bus driver had gotten to. Meg went back to her book:
'The vampire stood with his back erect. Electric blonde hair shining in the moonlight as the snow white victim swooned before him, her hair caressing naked skin. Klaus began reciting his deadly poetry...'
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 19, 2015 17:24:03 GMT -8
(( Dr. Jar DKender Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse Trinity ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ ))
You lot entered the lobby, but only Moustache guy, Charlie, and Mason approached the girl at the counter.
From Meg's point of view, this was just really weird at first. The guns didn't even register mentally, it just seemed like a posse of utterly random people picked out of a crowd. Then the "bus driver" pointed his at her, and it all clicked mentally.
Bus Driver- "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to step away from the counter right this second, mm-kay? Hands up."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 19, 2015 17:35:50 GMT -8
Meg dropped her book and stuck her hands straight up. Shit. That was the last time she ignored the telltale signs of a man in a trenchcoat. He so wasn't a bus driver.
Meg hoped someone was listening in. She spoke very loudly."OKAY. NO PROBLEM. I won't CALL THE COPS. No COPS, yeah?" Mr. Bus Driver edged closer to her face with the gun and did some loud speaking of his own.
Bus Driver- "WHOEVER'S BACK THERE, IF WE SEE A COP WE'RE KILLING EVERYONE. Someone get back there and fix that."
Charlie- "Yes sir."
Charlie went behind the counter and through the short hall to the back office.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 19, 2015 22:41:50 GMT -8
Erel- Erel's face looked very tight and uncomfortable, and he shuffled along with them. Was there ever going to be any end to this mess? He coughs.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 20, 2015 23:07:59 GMT -8
Meg stared at the young wisp of a girl who spoke, her hands still in the air, what kind of crack team was this? A solid reasoning for stronger gun laws. Shit. It was hard to keep your head cool in a room where everyone was invited to the gun party except you. Why wasn't there some kind of panic button? Seriously. Or at least a large security guard. " No no, no waving. How old is she? Is this some kind of cult thing? I think someone went up the elevator, you should check there. Totally."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Nov 21, 2015 11:15:44 GMT -8
The doughy blonde guy spoke, louder than a normal person would but not necessarily able to be heard over by the counter. Emilio- "Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves together... ♩♪ There's something happening here... But what it is ain't exactly clear... There's a man with a gun over there... Telling me I got to beware... ♩♪
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Post by Trinity on Nov 21, 2015 12:32:45 GMT -8
Mason lifted his gun up slightly at the mention of the used elevator. Demon kids, beware.Mason- "I can scope that out. Who wants to go with?"
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