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.
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[Even he knows that, ye olde though he may be!]
We played something similar enough during my academy days. I believe I'm meant to choose truth or dare, yes?
[Also, while he can guess what 'hooked up' means well enough thanks to the context, he looks caught somewhere between entertained and perplexed. That's often his default when it comes to his conversations with Gojo; really, he's quite used to it by now.]
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Defeated, he sinks into his armchair, slouching with his arms strung out over the sides. ]
Fine, fine! But you know what they say — rules are for fools! [ Is anyone saying that these days. ] Have it your way: truth or dare!
[ Is Gale going to bamboozle him by choosing dare?! ]
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[He grins; he's been known to do plenty of both in his day, and has hours and hours of writing lines (or perfecting his signature, as he likes to think of it) to show for it. He could easily throw a wrench into Gojo's plans, but he opts to be kind instead, dropping into the seat beside his friend with a biscuit in hand.]
Since you were so looking forward to it, I choose truth.
[He's terrible magnanimous, he knows.]
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Great! Okay, sooooo — [ Finger guns! Again! ] — Spill! You and Ame-chan got together at the Christmas Masquerade, didn't you? I got that much out of her, but she wouldn't tell me any of the juicy details!
[ He takes on a particularly whiny tone as he says that. He tried really hard, Gale, but to no avail! ]
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Guilty as charged, though it sounds as though you didn't really need that confirmation.
[He would say he's surprised Amelia told him that much, but it's not as though she wouldn't answer if asked directly. There was nothing secretive about them, she was simply a private person. Gale— considerably less so, at least to a certain extent.]
I'm not certain what details you're looking for, exactly, but I suppose I can guess well enough. I'm of the opinion that we'd been dancing around things for quite some time, the masquerade simply provided an opportunity and a bit of a push. She's a remarkable woman, if I do say so myself— and I most certainly do.
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As he begins to dish, Gojo leans forward on his hands, the picture of a schoolgirl hearing all the delicious deets, and Gale does make it sound far less transactional than Amelia had. They balance each other out well, in that regard — likely one of many things that drew them together. ]
You really like her a lot, huh? Sooo, who confessed first? Who kissed who?? What is your favorite thing about her?!
[ He continues to break the rules of Truth or Dare liberally. Sorry, he's excited. ]
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Gale gives a startled little laugh, both at the series of questions and Gojo's body language, a complete shift from how he'd been sitting when he'd arrived.]
You are curious, aren't you? Assuming you asked her the same, I'm willing to bet you got very little in return.
[In Amelia's defense, there's a lot about all of this that she has to get used to, but Gale is well-aware of the fact that she doesn't share very openly. Even he still has a great deal to learn.]
Starting from the top, then— yes, I like her quite a lot, to say the very least. [He's well beyond liking her, but he'll keep that much to himself.] It was not so much a confession on either side as a... discussion about the situation we had found ourselves in. I kissed her, with the aid of mistletoe, but between the two of us, it was a terribly flimsy excuse.
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Heh, good man! See, that wasn't so hard, was it? Ah, and Ame-chan acted like it was pulling teeth...
[ But despite his bellyaching, he can see how that might make them a good match for each other. They balance each other out...not unlike what he had told Sumina about the relationship between Darcy and Elizabeth.
...Fortunately for Gale, Gojo elects not to bring up his romantic rival Fitzwilliam Darcy at this juncture. ]
Okay, fair's fair! My turn. Hit me with a truth.
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She's less inclined to share than I am, I suppose, but no, not so difficult at all. A gentleman usually doesn't kiss and tell, but given the very strict rules of Truth or Dare, I'm certain she'll understand.
[Not that he'd said anything terribly scandalous, of course.]
Let's see, my turn... aha. What, praytell, is happening with you and Miss Heartleaf? I heard a little something about about soufflé pancakes. I didn't take you for a chef, my friend!
[He grins knowingly— he's heard some things, Gojo.]
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He’s only too happy to spill the beans as the opportunity allows for it, his expression lighting up like a tree on Christmas morning. Leaning forward conspiratorially, to continue on with the charade: ]
You heard about that? Ah – you caught me! I can’t keep it a secret any longer. [ was he even trying to keep it one ] Mina-chan…makes my heart go doki-doki.
[ Dramatically, he presses a palm over his heart. ]
But if you insist that a gentleman shouldn’t kiss and tell…
[ Go on, Gale. Ask him more. ]
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His grin hitches wider as he leans forward to match Gojo's body language; as long as they're playing at conspiracy, they ought to do it right, and he raises a brow as he shakes his head.]
You hardly made me work for that at all! You would be terrible at keeping quiet if someone ever kidnapped you for questioning.
[He doesn't ask what a 'doki-doki' is, at least— he can figure that out through context well enough, but also: what?]
No, no, do go on. You don't have to share any of those particular details, of course, but it must be quite serious if the world's greatest sorcerer is out there making pancakes.
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That depends on your definition of "serious". We agreed at the Masquerade that even if we have feelings for each other, we shouldn't date yet.
[ And as to the reasons for that, he's not quite ready to get into. It's personal, not only for him, but for Sumina as well, and he will talk all day about his crush, but he wouldn't think of betraying her confidence like that, even for the hot goss.
So, yeah, it's pretty serious. He's whipped, even if he doesn't realize how badly yet. ]
We're just kinda...goin' with the flow, for now.
[ Even if they hold hands and sometimes kiss...they're not official. ]
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[He can't say he knows how such things are typically navigated in more modern worlds, but it certainly sounds like courting to him, or something adjacent to it.]
Intention has been stated, at the very least, which I feel means a great deal. That self-awareness is to be applauded, as well. There are many who would not be able to keep themselves from rushing into such matters headlong, even if they knew it was better to exercise caution.
[He may be a bit guilty of that, himself, but he's tempered the inclination where it counts.]