( ehm I know that IC means in character, but i'm going to ask who's going to start all I know that it's not me. no rush to start but I wanna know so I can get ready to do whatever )
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The hotel's lobby was tranquil, dust hanging in the air as a light clacking sound could be heard echoing through the halls. Claws on vinyl wood flooring. Light streamed from the opulent multicolored glass window high above like a chapel, threads of light spin into intricate patterns along the walls as splinters of glowing radiance shine off of the chandelier's crystals...
A black-scaled dragon woman walked into the vacant lobby, a small collection of papers in her clawed hands, eyes looking intently at them through her half-moon glasses. She was grateful she didn't have many guests at this time, tourism season hadn't rolled around yet... Luckily, she had a good selection of employees, although freshly hired... Things also needed to be fixed up here and there around the hotel proper, her magic, as versatile as it was, wasn't within that realm of expertise... The hotel had quite a few problems, but nothing that she couldn't fix with time...
For now, she had to meet her new employees. Ensure they are ready for when customers start trickling in, before the floodgates open...
She came to a stop just outside a door marked 'Staff Only' and turned the handle, drifting into the room with a small smile.
"Good afternoon everyone! I hope I haven't kept you all waiting too long..." The dragon greeted the group awaiting her in the Staff Room.
A slime, A pair of humans, A pair of Half-elves, A Were-Panther, and a Lich.
Quite the employ thus far.
She briefly shuffled around the papers in her grip, bringing up a hand to adjust her glasses as her eyes scanned the page, before looking back up.
"Well then, why don't we start with a brief introduction? That should help up all break the ice, no? I am Cythena, your boss as it were, though I'm sure you already knew that bit. So, who would like to go next?"
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Rebecca stood up first. "I'm Rebecca Van Zant, necromancer and chef. I'm very experienced, cooked every style you can think of and a few you can't. It helps being undead and immortal. Also, if we have any guests of a spiritual nature, let me know. I've dealt a lot with ghosts in my magical studies." The lich felt something shift in her abdominal cavity and looked down to find that a loop of her intestines had become, well, outtestines, for lack of better phrasing. She quickly shoved the wayward organ back into place.
"Don't pay any attention to that. I'm used to it, happens more often than you'd think."
"Don't pay any attention to that. I'm used to it, happens more often than you'd think."
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Sunny starts to write on a piece of paper and shows it it reads " My name is Sunny Omori Suzuki. I am applying as a chef and security, and if you need me to play violin or piano I can play it for you..." Sunny has a sad impression on his face it was almost noticeable. He flips to the next page and starts writing again. Again it reads " I am 19 years old, and I have a sister named Mari..." he completely stops writing and holds the notebook tight against his chest. " I-I'm done introducing myself " Sunny says in a faint whisper
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Josiah clapped his hands together, a mischievous grin on his face. "Wonderful! Simply wonderful from the both of you. Now, it's my turn." The pale skinned human stood up, his fingers carefully dancing across the handle of his silver cane. "I am Josiah, I am here to be both entertainment and security. Although, I do enjoy watching the occasional fight; I find it hilarious." He snapped his fingers and made a tarot card appear in his hand. He looked at it before making it vanish.
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Fang raised his hand solemly, his eyes scannning the room. "I'll go next, then." He replied with a huff. His voice was low and had a slight rumble to it. "My name is Fang Li, though you can just call me Fang. I'm happy to help in this kitchen, but my expertise is as a bartender." He nodded to Rebecca, attempting at a silent commradery for being in the kitchen. Though his face failed to give off any of the warmth he was intending. "And this here is Hua Li." He stepped to the side. Behind him was a shorter girl, his sister. Although from afar they looked like complete opposites, upclose there were definitely similarties. The half elf smiled sweetly and waved, clearly feeling shy. "Oh, yes! Nice to meet you all... I'll be working her as a waitress and a maid." She bowed her head respectfully, hiding her hands behind her back.
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A pleasant smile held at her small lips, big blue eyes sharp and glinting with excitement. Both black furry ears and tail were held high at attention as the black dragon lady presided.
"Ah bonjour Madame..." said the cat lady as she held the hem and petticoats of her black skirt and curtsied, brown chin low as she seamlessly nodded in greeting.
Hands clasped neatly at her hips she listened to the first of the staff introduce themselves. It was intriguing to listen to a being centuries old. But by the end DeeDee was stroking her tail furiously, ears flat as she took two steps to the side away from the cook... and their entrails. She pursed her lips together and swallowed back a gag reflex as she saw what fell out of it and imagined it dipping and marinating in the soup of the day. Ewwwww. Yeah, no thanks. With a forced smile on her brown face, she nodded in greeting to the cook, Ms. VanZant.
A lone eyebrow arched over a curious blue eye as she turned to stare at the young man with the note book. Short black hair chased the movements of her head as she shook it. A face she made just then: eybrows scowling, lips puckered out, ears angled inward. Even her tail flicked away behind her. Why was he stumbling? He sounded as if he had many skills, most intriguing was his musical background. The cat lady adjusted her lacy black bow tie, shrugged and and smoothed out her black blazer's arms and the pleasant look returned to her face as she nodded at the musician, Mr. Suzuki.
She folded her arms as the big human male stood up and presided. Something felt off about him. A con man? A trickster and scam artist? She didn't know but she leaned away from him, a lone eyebrow arching up again, but this time she was more or less giving the man a side eye, ears upright and tip of tail twitching away. The moment he made the card appear from out of nowhere, her suspicions were validated; he was a master of misdirection and sleight of hand. A smirk pulled up at the corner of her mouth in realization and she shrugged. Eyes were still slightly narrowed as she nodded at the security officer, Mr. Josiah.
DeeDee smoothed out her white blouse and readjusted her black blazer. A few specks of lint she removed and discarded from her white stockings. She nodded and stepped neatly forward and curtsied yet again before aligning the tips of her shiny black shoes together. "Bonjour tout le monde... Good day, everyone... I am called Miss DeeDee. I am the Cleaner. I will clean the hallways, stairwells and common areas including the immediate premises outside our building. I also specialize in cleaning up high, et bien I will do all the windows inside and outside. I will also keep a close eye upon the guests. Especially the... how do you say it...?"
A lone finger she placed upon her lips as she stared to the side and thought momentarily,"...especially the 'problematic' ones. You may even include children into that category, non? They will not see me. Merci...!"
A polite nod and curtsy once more then the cat lady neatly backstepped into her place in the line of staff members.
"Ah bonjour Madame..." said the cat lady as she held the hem and petticoats of her black skirt and curtsied, brown chin low as she seamlessly nodded in greeting.
Hands clasped neatly at her hips she listened to the first of the staff introduce themselves. It was intriguing to listen to a being centuries old. But by the end DeeDee was stroking her tail furiously, ears flat as she took two steps to the side away from the cook... and their entrails. She pursed her lips together and swallowed back a gag reflex as she saw what fell out of it and imagined it dipping and marinating in the soup of the day. Ewwwww. Yeah, no thanks. With a forced smile on her brown face, she nodded in greeting to the cook, Ms. VanZant.
A lone eyebrow arched over a curious blue eye as she turned to stare at the young man with the note book. Short black hair chased the movements of her head as she shook it. A face she made just then: eybrows scowling, lips puckered out, ears angled inward. Even her tail flicked away behind her. Why was he stumbling? He sounded as if he had many skills, most intriguing was his musical background. The cat lady adjusted her lacy black bow tie, shrugged and and smoothed out her black blazer's arms and the pleasant look returned to her face as she nodded at the musician, Mr. Suzuki.
She folded her arms as the big human male stood up and presided. Something felt off about him. A con man? A trickster and scam artist? She didn't know but she leaned away from him, a lone eyebrow arching up again, but this time she was more or less giving the man a side eye, ears upright and tip of tail twitching away. The moment he made the card appear from out of nowhere, her suspicions were validated; he was a master of misdirection and sleight of hand. A smirk pulled up at the corner of her mouth in realization and she shrugged. Eyes were still slightly narrowed as she nodded at the security officer, Mr. Josiah.
DeeDee smoothed out her white blouse and readjusted her black blazer. A few specks of lint she removed and discarded from her white stockings. She nodded and stepped neatly forward and curtsied yet again before aligning the tips of her shiny black shoes together. "Bonjour tout le monde... Good day, everyone... I am called Miss DeeDee. I am the Cleaner. I will clean the hallways, stairwells and common areas including the immediate premises outside our building. I also specialize in cleaning up high, et bien I will do all the windows inside and outside. I will also keep a close eye upon the guests. Especially the... how do you say it...?"
A lone finger she placed upon her lips as she stared to the side and thought momentarily,"...especially the 'problematic' ones. You may even include children into that category, non? They will not see me. Merci...!"
A polite nod and curtsy once more then the cat lady neatly backstepped into her place in the line of staff members.
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As the dust waffed in the beams of sunlight shining through the grand windows of the lobby, a far, high corner near the ceiling began to shift. Unseen, though perhaps not missed by other senses, a new veil was taking form. Where a cloud of soot had been lingering, a hazy mass seeped through from the floor above. Steadily and swiftly, the gathered mist drifted downward like a vaporous snake. It rushed towards the prospective staff and their soon-to-be-boss.
Reaching the party, the mist hovered around and about the new faces in a circling movement; the cloud would, to some (or most if they had not the eyes for it) seem to spiral around an unseen center mass. "Ooooh." A disembodied voice cooed from next to the dragonic hotel manager. ”Is this a new staff I see coming together?”
In smooth transition, the figure behind the voice manifested into visibility. The visage of a light-haired woman floated before the group, her white clad, semi-transparent body gleaming in the light passing through it. The ghostly Anna Rochelle DuBois beamed from one new-comer to another. The longtime, century-deceased haunter of the Nova Hotel threw a wide smile around. “I’m Anna,” she said. “Cythena already knows that of course. I live here, for obvious reasons, hopefully. But I help with what I can.[/color]
Reaching the party, the mist hovered around and about the new faces in a circling movement; the cloud would, to some (or most if they had not the eyes for it) seem to spiral around an unseen center mass. "Ooooh." A disembodied voice cooed from next to the dragonic hotel manager. ”Is this a new staff I see coming together?”
In smooth transition, the figure behind the voice manifested into visibility. The visage of a light-haired woman floated before the group, her white clad, semi-transparent body gleaming in the light passing through it. The ghostly Anna Rochelle DuBois beamed from one new-comer to another. The longtime, century-deceased haunter of the Nova Hotel threw a wide smile around. “I’m Anna,” she said. “Cythena already knows that of course. I live here, for obvious reasons, hopefully. But I help with what I can.[/color]
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As the others introduced themselves, the lavender-colored slime's gaze shifted to his soon-to-be coworkers as they introduced themselves, his form dripping a little bit from his nervousness, the small drops of goo scattered on the floor beneath him. Once the cat lady stepped back into place, whom he thought would be a good idea to stay a bit away from despite the fact they have a common area of work, he stepped up to introduce himself.
"Hello... My name's Sora! Uhm... I'm also in cleaning, but mainly the rooms and laundry..." He nervously glances at Miss DeeDee as he says/gurgles this, his voice still clear through the fluid filter, if not soft and quiet, dripping a little as time flows on. "I-I know I'm really goopy, but I'm really good at hugs! " He decided to leave it at that, stepping back before falling backward with the sudden appearance of the disembodied voice.
Cythena chuckles lightly at the appearance of the ghost, turning to the insubstantial form of the woman. "Come on, you don't have to scare the hatchlings, Anna... But yes, this lot will be helping us from now on. I feel they'll do wonderfully in getting this place back on its feet." She then turned to her new employees, eyes sparking as if she were looking deep into a hoard of brilliant gems and piles of gold.
Her new hoard, even if it wasn't by material wealth or knowledge, she looked forward to the path that lay unwritten before them...
The shrill ringing sound of a bell came from the lobby beyond the door of the staff room, the first customer in a while."Well then, looks like we get to see you in action sooner than I thought! We have your first customer, Anna could you do me a favor and play receptionist for this one?"
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Rebecca nodded politely as each of the other new employees introduced themselves to the rest of the group. She'd always been more of a listener than a talker. That said, she noticed DeeDee take a few rather large steps backward and groaned. Even among the supernatural community, the living dead got a rather bad rap. She hadn't even eaten anyone's brains! As Cythena mentioned that they had a customer, the lich turned towards the kitchen to get to work. As she did so, however, she stopped to ask Anna a question- ghostly invisibility was no challenge to a necromancer, after all.
"Um, excuse me? Anna, wasn't it? I apologize if this is a sensitive subject for you, but... how did you die?"
"Um, excuse me? Anna, wasn't it? I apologize if this is a sensitive subject for you, but... how did you die?"
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Sunny is staring at the floor listening to the others talk to each other. He sits down, and he hums a familiar tune to him that his sister, Mari would play on the piano. He starts drawing in the notebook and stops humming when he hears somebody coming closer to him. He closes the notebook and holds it close to his chest.
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Miss DeeDee
A Of course she had smiled and clasped her hands together, pressing them to her cheek when she found out she was to work with a chambremaid. But her ears and tail drooped the moment she found out it was a yucky slime. Two side steps and a disgusted look upon her face followed the moment it mention 'hugging.' Yuck. A shiver rushed down her spine to the tip of tail, but she faked a smile and nodded nonetheless at Sora, the Chambremaid.
Blue eyes shifted and watched the undead chef meet with the undead receptionist. The ghost would be the veteran of the bunch and she knew that the ghost would hold more clout with Madame Cynthena. Ears flattened and eyes narrowed. She would have to watch herself when around or dealing with this haunting spirit of the hotel. An enthused smile she forced and nodded to Ana, the Receptionist.
Just then a shrill bell sounded out. Madame let them know it was time to get to work and DeeDee gave a curt nod and immediately checked the hallways and stairs. The last workers here did a decent job of keeping the walls, paintings and vases filled with flowers nicely. The runner carpets looked clean and crisp. Even high above they paid attention to detail and cleaned up to the ceilings as well. After checking these areas, she marched down the stairwell to check the receiving area and found just the same level of care and cleanliness here. If the guests were still there, DeeDee would curtsy politely and just give them a simple and polite, "Bonjour" as she went to tend to the immediate premises just outside the hotel.
The former grounds keeper had done a decent job on the exterior and windows, however, the leaves and branches had accumulated since then. So she had cinched up her apron and spent her time raking and sweeping the immediate walkways and greenspaces just outside the ground floor doors and windows, humming softly to herself.
Blue eyes shifted and watched the undead chef meet with the undead receptionist. The ghost would be the veteran of the bunch and she knew that the ghost would hold more clout with Madame Cynthena. Ears flattened and eyes narrowed. She would have to watch herself when around or dealing with this haunting spirit of the hotel. An enthused smile she forced and nodded to Ana, the Receptionist.
Just then a shrill bell sounded out. Madame let them know it was time to get to work and DeeDee gave a curt nod and immediately checked the hallways and stairs. The last workers here did a decent job of keeping the walls, paintings and vases filled with flowers nicely. The runner carpets looked clean and crisp. Even high above they paid attention to detail and cleaned up to the ceilings as well. After checking these areas, she marched down the stairwell to check the receiving area and found just the same level of care and cleanliness here. If the guests were still there, DeeDee would curtsy politely and just give them a simple and polite, "Bonjour" as she went to tend to the immediate premises just outside the hotel.
The former grounds keeper had done a decent job on the exterior and windows, however, the leaves and branches had accumulated since then. So she had cinched up her apron and spent her time raking and sweeping the immediate walkways and greenspaces just outside the ground floor doors and windows, humming softly to herself.
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Anna paid little mind to Cythena’s comment on her animated entrance. She wrapped herself up in eyeing the new staff; she was particularly drawn to the Lich, who had just finished securing her innards. She wondered how such a person was to fare as a chef; surely she'd have to keep herself together to avoid spoiling meals. The others were all seemingly fit for their roles, though the spirit noted the young boy who seemed more interested in his notebook than his new coworkers. The catfolk seemed to eye her suspiciously, though Anna brushed that aside for the moment.
The chiming of a bell outside the staff room caught her attention. Cythena requested that Anna greet the guests. The ghost woman gave the boss a curtsy, and drifted casually to the wall leading out to the lobby.
"Um, excuse me? Anna, wasn't it?”
Anna, slowing but not stopping, turned full-body. Still floating off backwards she laid eyes on the Lich. A wide, bright smile overtook her face.
”I apologize if this is a sensitive subject for you, but... how did you die?”
A wide, bright smile overtook the ghost's face. ”Ooh.” She spoke in a reminiscing fashion, half singing as she started. ”It was quite the tragic end. The hands of an inebriated, jealous passion and lust caught me from behind. Here, she pointed a finger up to the ceiling, ”in this very lodging. The fall from my seventh floor balcony was quite the way to go.” The sound of the service bell ringing again pulled her back toward the front desk. ”The details will have to wait, I'm afraid.”
She evaporated back into a mist-form as she passed through the door and out to the front desk on the other side. Becoming visible again as she crossed into the lobby, making a few less-suspecting guests flinch, she approached the first in line. Flicking and flourishing her hand, she slid a thick, heavy ledger book towards her and flipped through pages until she found the current set of bookings. She bowed her head, smiled, and spoke. ”Welcome to The Nova Hotel. Do you have a reservation?”
The chiming of a bell outside the staff room caught her attention. Cythena requested that Anna greet the guests. The ghost woman gave the boss a curtsy, and drifted casually to the wall leading out to the lobby.
"Um, excuse me? Anna, wasn't it?”
Anna, slowing but not stopping, turned full-body. Still floating off backwards she laid eyes on the Lich. A wide, bright smile overtook her face.
”I apologize if this is a sensitive subject for you, but... how did you die?”
A wide, bright smile overtook the ghost's face. ”Ooh.” She spoke in a reminiscing fashion, half singing as she started. ”It was quite the tragic end. The hands of an inebriated, jealous passion and lust caught me from behind. Here, she pointed a finger up to the ceiling, ”in this very lodging. The fall from my seventh floor balcony was quite the way to go.” The sound of the service bell ringing again pulled her back toward the front desk. ”The details will have to wait, I'm afraid.”
She evaporated back into a mist-form as she passed through the door and out to the front desk on the other side. Becoming visible again as she crossed into the lobby, making a few less-suspecting guests flinch, she approached the first in line. Flicking and flourishing her hand, she slid a thick, heavy ledger book towards her and flipped through pages until she found the current set of bookings. She bowed her head, smiled, and spoke. ”Welcome to The Nova Hotel. Do you have a reservation?”
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Before the front desk stood two people, a tall and well-dressed male elf of a more contemporary vanity, and a younger tigerkin woman of a more rustic style of dress. The elf appeared to have more eyes for getting on with his day, the tiger woman's eyes were light ablaze at the sight of the hotel, the light streaming in from the windows like thread through a needle as it shined down onto the vinyl wood flooring and various sitting areas near the hotel bar.
Colors shined through bottles as they blended in a spectrum of light, the vessels of firewater creating a kaleidoscope of refractions on the floor below. The tigerkin's gaze was transfixed upon the sighs, her tail flicking gently from side to side as she started drifting off before the elf looked over and saw his companion being led astray...
"Selphie, let's not go wandering off now." He stated in a stern voice, turning back to the ghostly apparition. "Yes, I do have a reservation, now where did I put that damn paper..." The elf dug into the pockets of his coat and pants, before producing a small card with a seven-digit number and a symbol. The number glowed with soft light, the ledger book's pages shifting a little as if in a breeze as the inked writing of a reservation started to change, the color going from black to green, and a small bit of writing appeared next to the indicated reservation.
Assigned Room 394, Cleaning Required.
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Another shrill ringing sound of a bell echoed through the staff room, this time closer. On a plain wall, a sticky note appeared in a burst of ethereal lavender flame, as if someone, or something, had stuck it there. On the sticky note, in neat handwriting, read "Cleaning: Room 394 requires freshening up, the customer is on hold until action is taken." Beneath the writing was a small line of icons, a chibi art style depicting the faces of Hua Li, Sora, and Miss DeeDee, a representation of those fit to take the job.
The lavender slime got up from the floor as the second bell rang, fixing his bandanna as he walked closer to the wall with the newly placed sticky note, tilting his head slightly with curiosity. He noticed the small version of his face on the piece of paper stuck to the wall, and turned with a puzzled look to Cythena...
"Uhm... Miss Cythena? What's this?"
The dragon directed her gaze to the slime, giving a small smile. "That's the job board, it's the hotel's way of letting it's workers know about things that need to be done within its grounds, as well as making sure it's outward needs are known as well, like supply runs and the like. Requests from customers might appear on there as well. Any other questions?"
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"Ah, I see. A tragic romance- the Bard would be proud. You know, I saw the premiere of Romeo and Juliet," Rebecca commented. "Not one of his better works, in my opinion- gods alone know how it became so popular. Be that as it may, Anna, I will leave you to your duties. I have mine as well."
As Anna phased through the doorway, Rebecca headed into the kitchen. It was small for a commercial affair, but it seemed that much of the equipment was enchanted, which helped. Ovens and stoves turned on of their own accord, while pots and pans flew where they were needed and spice racks refilled themselves. The lich blinked a fair few times in surprise- half the work was seemingly done for her. She'd have to be more of an overseer than a chef, which admittedly did take some of the fun out of it all.
As Anna phased through the doorway, Rebecca headed into the kitchen. It was small for a commercial affair, but it seemed that much of the equipment was enchanted, which helped. Ovens and stoves turned on of their own accord, while pots and pans flew where they were needed and spice racks refilled themselves. The lich blinked a fair few times in surprise- half the work was seemingly done for her. She'd have to be more of an overseer than a chef, which admittedly did take some of the fun out of it all.
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