Week 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Now that the Narrator is done explaining the situation, you all have time to assess the situation and maybe even work together to find a way out. After all, clearly the Narrator is being over dramatic and it can't be that hard to escape out of here without murdering everyone, right?

But, with the doors outside indeed locked and all the windows unbreakable, it might not be a bad idea to explore the hotel, either for alternative methods of escape or to relieve boredom. Your Narrator is also now available for private chat in case you want to interrogate him or throw more stuff at his face.

If the locked doors aren't bad enough, when everyone goes back to the lobby, they'll notice a plaque on the front desk. If you thought your Narrator wasn't serious before, this is damning evidence to the contrary.

Either way, we really do hope you enjoy your stay in this hotel.]

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{OOC And this'll be the last mod post for the week! Feel free to drop your coins into the penny press once you've earned them. And because this is a peace week, there will be no murder committed!  And if you plan on investigating, just let us know in your toplevel by putting in INVESTIGATION. Have fun while you still can!]

Comments

[geomanctic]

It didn't. The entire place is a mess. [That didn't mean she had felt any desire to put herself in charge of cleaning it, though. It's only remembering the other girl's sobs, behind a closed door, that make her even consider otherwise.]

Would you like some help?

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle laughs quietly and nods.] Nothing a little hard work can't fix.

[She's a little surprised by the offer, but...some company might be nice. She smiles.]

If you'd like. I've done this half of the floor so far...you could start on that side, and meet me in the middle?

[geomanctic]

Sure! Just...wash the floor! [She can do this. She can totally--- She grabs a brush for scrubbing, and lowers herself onto the floor on the other side of the floor, and pretends she knows what she's doing.


She obviously has no idea what she's doing.]

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle goes back to scrubbing, but after a moment, glances up to see...]

Oh! Here. Use soap and water.

[She nudges her bucket, full of warm, soapy water, toward Cornelia.]

Easy to forget if you haven't done it in awhile.

[She's giving her the benefit of the doubt, here.]

[geomanctic]

Right. It's been a while. ...A long while. [She's definitely not going to admit otherwise. Thankfully, it's not too hard to put two and two together, and she's soon scrubbing away.]

I didn't expect to be here so long that I'd be bored enough to join a cleaning party.

[greatwidesomewhere]

Well, you're doing just fine, now.

[Belle gets back to work as she says this, glad to have a little company down here on the floor.]

I'm used to doing this at home. With my father. It's a nice distraction from worrying, at least!

[geomanctic]

Thanks. [Despite this being harder than it looks, and totally disgusting, her pride won't let her back out at this point.]

Was it just the two of you, back home? No siblings to terrorize you?

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle glances up, just the shadow of a smile on her face.]

Yes, just the two of us. My mamán...she died when I was a baby. So Papa and I took care of each other.