The elevator finally arrived and Renee walked in, ready to head to the ground floor. Out of the corner of her eye however, she spotted a man who appeared to be also heading for the elevator, and out of politeness, held it open for him, just in case he intended on heading to a lower floor. If he walked in, she asked him "Which floor are you headed to?"

Vil had at last gotten to the receptionist with his sanity intact, without cutting the line as well, he had gotten his key card for his room on the 3rd floor and as soon as he went to his room he ploped his luggage down, lied down on his bed relaxing for a little bit before searching for the bar.

Jamie laughed. "True true! Still, I would hate it if I injured your beautiful face. Ah, well it's finally my turn," he said, patting the pink-haired girl's head. "You take care, miss!"

Before walking forward, he grabbed her hand and pulled it to his lips, softly pecking it. He then took a step towards the receptionist's desk without waiting for her reaction, checked in and received his room key. Concluding that the receptionist had had enough "love" for the moment, he resorted to a sweet smile as he thanked her. Jamie, with key and bag in hand, headed for the stairs instead of the elevator. Exercise was good in any form, especially for the glutton that was Jamie. While he strode up the steps, a muffin had magically materialized in his hands. Jamie took a bite every few steps, finishing it by the time he got to the fourth floor.

Licking his fingers clean, he walked around the halls, glancing at the room numbers. 403, 405, 407... There it was! Room 409. Jamie was lucky his room was close to the staircase, or else he probably would've gotten completely lost on day one. He opened up the door to his new quarters, the scent of detergent wafting from inside. He ran in and marveled at his living space. "I'm finally on my own! No one to nag at me! No one to satisfy!" he said delightfully, dancing around. "This is gonna be great!"

By the time Jack got to the elevators, someone was already there and we about to be on there way. Jack was about to give then a cursing that they would never forget, fortunately for her, she held the doors open for him, so she saved herself from the cursing. He thanked the woman as he entered the elevator and stood next to the woman.

"Which floor are you headed to?"

"Take me bottom floor, I'll probably go find something to do down there." he said exasperated.

Alex hadn't realized he had fallen asleep.

Pushing his book aside and massaging his stiff neck with one hand, Alex looked down to check his watch. He groaned. He'd been out for nearly an hour!

Grabbing his things, Alex hurried back to the reception desk, relieved to notice that it was blissfully line-free.

Key card in hand, Alex made his way upwards to room 317. He barely took in the large space before his stomach growled. Checking the mini-fridge, Alex was disappointed to see that it was empty save for a can or two of pop. He needed something a lot more substantial than that- preferably something fried.

Slipping his wallet into his back pocket, Alex left the room in search of a place to eat.

Renee nodded, trying to ignore the tone that the man was taking. What exactly had happened to him recently anyway? As they were going to the same floor, she simply closed the elevator, and waited awkwardly. Normally, she would have made some kind of small but pleasant conversation, but he already seemed to be irritated, and she didn't want to get involved.

Faeya stared after the man with wide eyes, obviously thinking his sanity had depleted completely. She shook her head and went up to the reception area to get her room. The woman at the front, still lusting after the tall brunette that was previously in front of Faeya, gave the short pink haired girl her room key and sent her on her way. Faeya rolled her eyes as she walked toward the elevator.

She arrived at the hall and quickly made it to her room in time to unpack her things before anyone could run into her. She walked in and stood in complete awe at how beautiful the room was. Everything was so perfect! She smiled and ran to the bed, falling onto it was a smile.

Jack felt awkward inside the elevator with the woman. Its as quiet, and the woman seemed to be nervous around him or something. So Jack decided to make small talk, " So what brings you to this fancy hotel?l" Jack said the the woman. Hour could not tell if his words were disrespectful or just questionable, he really did not care either way.

By the man initiating conversation, that saved Renee from feeling quite as uncomfortable as she originally had been. "I've come here to do a bit of travelling and figure some things out." She said vaguely, as she wasn't the kind of person go to and discuss her situation with a stranger. "This place seemed cheap so I figured I'd stay here. Although its a lot fancier than I thought it would be." Renee glanced at him, paying him more attention now that they were talking. He wasn't half bad to look at she supposed, sorta reminding her of one of the guys she'd met briefly while deployed. "What about yourself?"

Clyde made it up to his room, the presidential suite on the sixth floor. Ah, only the kings of the new world have got to stay here. Guess I am a king, he smiled as the thought came into his mind. There was an 80" TV in his room with an Xbox One, PS4, and a Wii U hooked up to it. Clyde decided to pass the time until Natalie got up there by playing some Super Smash Bros. After about an hour or so, he heard the knock on his door. It was Natalie. Clyde invited her in to show him the ropes of the room. After a lot of flirting and bantering, they ended up sleeping together. After their adventure to BedTerra, Natalie had to head home. Clyde opened the door for her, gave her a kiss, and left her with, "Just call me if you need anything." Afterwards, he decided to wander around the halls, looking for people to meet.

Finally, he had everything he needed figured out. Somehow, there was a pool on an upper floor, which pissed him off; other than that he was confident he could find his way to somewhere should he need to. Heading back to his room Luther saw someone else also wandering around, not looking like they had any real aim. Wait, that was the guy that bribed his way to the front, yeah? Anyone with that much money to throw around would most likely be obnoxious.

"Are you on this floor too?" He didn't know how many people were on what floors, but dealing with this guy seemed like it could be a hassle. Maybe he would be on a top floor, something with a nice view, with all the money he used, and Luther wouldn't have to deal with him.

Clyde noticed a man approaching him. "Are you on this floor too? he had asked. "Yeah, I am. I have the presidential suite. It has an 80" flat screen, Xbox One, PS4, Wii U, king size bed, full room service, full bar inside of it, and a ten foot bathtub. How about yourself?" Clyde always enjoyed making new friends, especially when he got to show of his wealth and status to them. The man that he was now conversing with had medium length, unkempt hair, out-of-style clothing, and bags under his eyes. "By the way, I am Clyde Mathers, and you are?" he added at the end.

Of course it couldn't be that simple, that easy to avoid him. Chances were Luther would have to see this man on a regular basis, something he was already lamenting. The man went on about the luxuries in his room, something he could not care less about. Rich people always annoyed him, and he wasn't proving to be an exception. Clyde. God, even his name reminded him of some pretentious country club, or something. "Luther Chervenik." He almost regretted giving the other anything about him, even something as basic as a name.

Jack had to admit, the woman was good looking, unfortunately Jack wasn't the type of person to straight up tell her that to her face, even though it was true.

"I've come here to do a bit of travelling and figure some things out."
"This place seemed cheap so I figured I'd stay here. Although its a lot fancier than I thought it would be." She replied kind of vaguely, he could not blame her, you could not trust everyone in the world.

"That's cool, I just decided to take a vacation, and for a cheap hotel, it's very impressive." he replied.

The elevator funnily reached the bottom floor, he walked out into the lobby, " So we're are you headed." he said looking back at the woman.

Luther only responded with his name. Obviously not that chatty type. This made Clyde think of him as rather boring. "So, do you want to do anything, Luther, or just tell me your name?" he asked, he really just wanted to relax and pwn some noobs in Halo 2: Anniversary online. Plus it was getting kind of late and Clyde would be calling room service in a few hours for his nightly massage. "We can just go play some Halo if you want? I have a bar in my room as well if you need a drink to open you up a bit," he added.

It was unusual to Luther to get a response like that on introductions, as people normally let him be after that. Did he want to take the offer? Clyde was someone that could get real annoying real quick, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to subject himself to that. But really, who was he to deny free alcohol? "I have work soon, but sure." He ran a hand through his hair, just now noticing his bad posture, and corrected himself. Suddenly he was a lot taller.

Vil had paced around the halls with no luck so he had called an elevator to his floor. He had went down to the first floor and was about to search for some sort of map before somebody had stumbled upon him.

Clyde and Luther walked back to Clyde's room to have some drinks and play some Smash Bros. since Luther had to leave for work soon. Clyde walked up to the personal bar, perusing the many types of alcohol. "It looks like we can have just about anything you can think of. What's your poison, Luther?" he asked. While awaiting a response from Luther, Clyde got out a few glasses, preparing the station for drink making.

"Holy hell, this place is bigger than my apartment." Luther commented upon seeing the size of the room. He felt that he got lucky with the choice of game, as it was one of the few he knew how to play. A lot of the kids really seemed to like it. "You have spice wine?" He looked over the bar, visibly impressed. "Hey, you have money, yeah? Why of all places you decide to come here?" It was weird to see someone like that pick a cheap hotel, when renowned 5 star hotels existed in much nicer places.

Looking through the liquor selection, Clyde came across spice wine. He began to pour a glass for Luther while he poured a glass of whiskey for himself. "Yeah, I do have money, but hanging out with rich people is so boring. They never want to just chill, drink, play some video games, or do crazy fun stuff. Plus, all they talk about is how to make more money, it's annoying," Clyde replied. He came back over with the two drinks, handing one to Luther. Sitting down, he picked up the second controller and joined Luther in playing the game.