Event Log #004

[caelumstaff]

EVENT LOG number 004 Happy New Year, folks! The Hotel is settling into the New Year with little fanfare. Mr Bennet remains at his post behind the hotel desk and helps check guests in and out daily. The Hotel continues to hustle and bustle and nothing seems to be going too awry beyond the usual shenanigans. In fact, one might even call this the slow season for the Hotel. THE FLOOR IS LAVA That is until the second week of the month where the intercoms start with Mr Bennet's pleasant voice coming through. "Hello, hello! This is just a small warning that one of our floors, the current 79th floor to be exact, has had a small... malfunction, I suppose, and will be affecting the other floors of the Hotel. No word yet from maintenance when this will be over, so stay on your toes, my dear guests!" And that's it. No indication of what the problem is, or anything like that. It's up to you to figure out what's going on! And what is going on? Well, it'll become obvious very quickly when wherever characters happen to be in the Hotel, they'll soon start feeling a very obvious warmth on the floor below them. It'll increase the longer they stay standing in one spot until it's almost burning their feet. The only salve for this will be hopping onto a nearby piece of furniture and getting their feet off the floor. It'll soon become obvious that the entire Hotel has been wrapped in a game of The Floor is Lava, including the floor turning into actual lava on some of the floors. SAFETY SLEEPOVER Of course, the Hotel is not cruel enough to make the entire Hotel unsafe and soon enough Mr Bennet's voice will come through on the intercom again. "For those looking for respite from our current Hotel wide game," because clearly it's a game now. "We'll be serving tea and cake in the lounge on the ground floor. Maintenance has been able to fix the lounge for now so feel free to come by when you can if you'd like to rest. We have sleeping bags!" As folks enter the lounge, they'll find that Mr Bennet is true to his word. The lounge has been converted into a giant sleepover, with sleeping bags lining the floor and a long table off to the side where people can eat their tea and cakes. Mr Bennet is near the food table, handing out pajamas, toothbrushes, and sleep masks to those who request them. There's some new doors off to the side leading to some restrooms, at least, so guests can change in private. Though, one thing to point out is when Mr Bennet says there's tea and cakes, the cakes happen to be lava cakes. He thinks he's funny. THE FLOOR IS ICE It'll take about two days for hotel maintenance to fix the Hotel and return it to normal. So that's two days of living out of the lounge or hopping around the Hotel to get places. What a headache. Mr Bennet will make another lively announcement on the intercom. "We are back in business, folks! I've just been given word that everything should have return to normal now. Though, there is a warning to make sure not to walk around barefoot for at least another day or so while the Hotel settles. Thank you for your patience!" What that means becomes obvious soon as anyone walking around now will feel that the floor is especially cold. That's a bit better than the heat, at least, but still kind of a pain in the ass. Anyone who tries to walk around barefoot will find that their feet quickly start to freeze but any permanent damage is easily avoidable by putting on some socks or getting off the floor entirely. Though that said, the ice does lead to some furniture sliding around and even with shoes on, characters might find themselves sliding too. What a lovely end to the holidays. NAV | PREMISE | RULES | FAQ | TAKEN hotelcaelum | caelumserver | caelumooc

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[venomnom]

[Her gaze drifts past the shears to the plant. Reiju has yet to change into the nightgown draped over her arm, leaving a long length of her unblemished legs exposed.

She returns that smile with one of her own.]

Hello. I was fortunate to navigate the floors without overheating.

[indigrow]

[ Oh... nice legs! Though Clara looks almost disappointed that her assistance is not needed. The hand with the shears falls back to her side. ]

I see. That is a relief.

[ man...... ]

You must be quite nimble, then.

[venomnom]

[Man . . . ]

Yes, something like that.

Were you able to come down unharmed, yourself?

[indigrow]

[ She waves her hand dismissively, shears and all. ]

Oh yes, yes. No problem getting around at all.

I was able to enjoy the view, too.

[ The view... of floors turning into lava! ]

[venomnom]

[Is that what she's into?]

I'm sure Mr. Bennet would be pleased to hear it.

[At least someone is enjoying herself amid the chaos.]

[indigrow]

[ Maybe so... Some people just want to watch the world burn, but in fairness, the world is shitty. ]

Yes, yes. I am seeing many things I have never seen before at home. I have never seen molten rock before. Have you?

[venomnom]

I can't say that I have. Between this and the space beyond the walls, the hotel seems to be a place of many firsts for its guests.

[indigrow]

Oh, yes. I have not been so close to the stars, either.

My name is Clara.

[ She would hold her hand out but... she's got her hands full! ]

[venomnom]

[Not if she sticks the shears in someone for safekeeping—]

Nice to meet you. I'm Reiju.

[She nods at the aloe.]

Am I keeping you?

[indigrow]

[ Where is Nicodeme when you need him to "hold" your shears— ]

No. What is there to be kept from? We are all just sitting around here.

[ nevermind that there's surely chaos going on behind her given all the others who are around. ]

Good to meet you, Reiju.

[venomnom]

[Yoo hoo, Nicoo.]

I thought you were handing out aloe to treat burns. Was I wrong?

[indigrow]

[ She huffs. ]

You are correct - but no one needs an apothecary's help! These guests are too self-sufficient. It is boring for me.

[venomnom]

Why don't you enjoy the amenities? You're a guest, too. A little break from your usual work couldn't hurt.

[indigrow]

Yes! You're right.

[ A beat. ]

Would you like to drink with me, then?

[venomnom]

[She considers the offer for a brief moment, then turns toward the food table.]

I don't see why not. Shall we go and grab a little something before settling down somewhere?

[indigrow]

[ Oh, that was so easy, how delightful! ]

Will you not change into your pajamas first?

[venomnom]

I'm not ready to turn in just yet. Is that a problem? I don't think I'm particularly overdressed.

[The quality of her white dress is up there, but she wouldn't consider herself ostentatious like this.]

[indigrow]

[ Sure enough, Clara glances over Reiju's dress with thinly-veiled interest, clocking its fine make. No, it's not so ostentatious in its appearance, but it is rather telling. She must be rich, or at the very least someone with more refined tastes. ]

No. You can wear whatever you would like. Who am I to tell you?

[ It's mostly out of curiosity that she had asked, and so with her answer, Clara spins on the ball of her heel to start walking towards the refreshments. ]

That is a lovely dress you have on, though.

[venomnom]

Thank you. I was fortunate to be decent when the incident started.

[It's more comfortable this way. She doesn't mind dressing down later, but she knows that what she has on now won't hinder her if anything were to happen.

Once they've made it to the table, she helps herself to a cup of tea before heading to a seating arrangement of armchairs nearby, where she glances over at Clara with an inviting smile.]

[indigrow]

[ Clara, for her part, sets that aloe plant down onto the table and pockets her shears, though she reaches for a bottle of gin... Oh. Reiju is having tea. That's fine.

She'll start steeping a cup of chamomile tea for herself then, too, though she still brings that gin along with her when she goes to sit with Reiju. ]

You seem to be a rather refined lady, Reiju.

[venomnom]

[Her gaze sweeps past the tea and gin to Clara upon arrival. Once the latter has settled, Reiju takes a sip from her cup.]

I was raised a certain way. Refinement is important to my family.

[indigrow]

Are you some kind of nobility, then? Or just wealthy? Maybe both.

[venomnom]

You could say that we're both.

Are you high-born, too?

[indigrow]

[ Unable to hold herself back, Clara gives a dry and humorless laugh. ]

In a way. My father is of noble standing, but the man does not know of my existence.

[venomnom]

[There's a beat. Then she nods.]

I see. Well, none of that matters here. I'm sorry if I was too forward.