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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[Pardon him, Sumina, while he parrots you a bit, letting the pieces fall into place. Tara gives an amused trill, then tips her head back to turn her nose skyward as Sumina offers her pets and scritches alike, her oversized tail waving in approval.
"Oh, thanking you, Miss Heartleaf." Clearly, Tara Approves.
Gale pauses long enough to shoot an affectionate smile in Tara's direction, glad to see her getting along well with his fellow guests, then turns his attention back to Sumina, brows still drawn together, questioning.]
Don't get me wrong, he's a very congenial fellow; I find him exceptionally easy to get along with, but that sounds quite out of character for him. You must have made quite an impression on him.
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I, ah...
[ Must have made quite an impression on him. Well...
...She clears her throat, tipping her head down to look very decisively and intently at Miss Tara and Miss Tara only. Perhaps this way, Gale can't see the way her cheeks have gone pink, though there's no hope for concealing the way the pointed tips of her ears look very much the same. ]
Maybe so... Though, hah, I'm surprised that you find him easy to get along with. A personality like his is just as likely to drive people away, after all...
[ This is better. They can talk about his and Gale's friendship instead. ]
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Gale proceeds to lean forward against the table, letting his chin come to rest in his hand as he slices into his cake again.]
Oh, I can certainly see why some people might think so, but I've known a few who've said the very same about me.
[Perhaps in a different way, but Gale has exhausted his share of potential acquaintances, often as a result of his loquaciousness.]
The same could be said about you, don't you think? That it's surprising for the two of you to get along so swimmingly.
[Nice try, Miss Heartleaf.]
That said, he is an excellent friend to have, as I'm certain we've both found.
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She can only give a bit of a laugh, at that, something that is equal parts wry and... perhaps, tinged with a note of affection? Maybe? Just a skosh? ]
Believe me, nobody is more surprised than I am...
[ But, she sighs, shaking her head. ]
But he has been rather steadfast, yes, and it's... been nice, getting to know each other.
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He gives a knowing smile, taking a bite of lava cake and allowing himself a moment to enjoy it before he prods further.]
I see.
[She's said nothing directly, but he feels the fact that she hasn't speaks volumes. He might have fumbled here and there in handling his own personal relationships, but he has a good eye when it comes other people's interactions.]
I'm certain he must think so, as well. You are, of course, excellent company, and for him to be so appreciative of it that he went so far as to cook— I can only imagine! He won't mind that I'm borrowing you for a short while, I hope.