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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[And she'll try not to overthink the magic behind his feat of levitation. It is what it is. Frankly, it's good for him that he has a safe method of maneuvering through the growing heat—more so now that the lava has begun to spread in patches along the direction they're headed.
Reiju nods before kicking off from the floor. With a hiss, her boots propel her into the air and she flies after Gale from behind.]
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Let's hope I'm just imagining that it's a bit warmer here than it ought to be. An after-effect of being on the floor above.
[He'll not let his mind play tricks and get the better of him, but he will be on the alert for any environmental changes here.]
Those boots of yours really made all of that quite trivial, didn't they?
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They're meant to enable combat on all kinds of terrain. After all, I wouldn't be able to fight if I'm distracted by what's under me.
[Then she directs her gaze upward to the ceiling, replaying Gale's words in her head.]
Having said that, there's nothing I can do about something overhead. What do you say? Why don't we keep going?
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[It's a practical sort of enchantment, however, just as her boots solve a very practical problem themselves.]
You're quite right, however. Nothing to be done about what's behind us, but we can still see how things might have changed up ahead. If things are taking a heated turn on other floors, we would do well to spread the word.
[Seeing as they're already in agreement, however, he'll simply start walking.]
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Do you think the concierge is already aware?
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[One he doesn't have an immediate answer to, judging by the furrow of his brow.]
He does tend to be one step ahead of us on most things. I can never quite decide if that means he's responsible or not, but it is quite convenient. For him or for us, I'm still uncertain.
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