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Welcome To H.I.V.E

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Welcome To H.I.V.E

Molly groaned pathetically as she floated into the cafeteria and made all due haste in ordering a large, greasy hamburger. She was famished after the fight and her injury. It was killing her that she let her powers come to cause her harm like that. She levitated over to a seat and immediately set to consuming her burger, hammer coming to rest just directly beside her, standing on its handle as if a person standing guard. She waved to her company to show them where she was and upon seeing James once more, she waved him over too. May as well get friendly with the guy she was almost fighting with, after Jinx mixed things up.

Monsters Hotel

@ReaptheMusic@Earnest Evans Alcaeus watched with a tired, half-lidded stare as the vampiress introduced herself. He was just about to make a grab to shake her hand too, if it were for the sudden invasion of a bundle of bandages. A decrepit corpse draped in ages old gauze, stench and form both almost non-existent. He had seen creatures like this before during his trips to Aegyptus. Always so high and mighty, and usually finicky about their canopic jars. Luckily she was turned away, he would hate to offend by not observing the proper etiquette. That and he wasn't one for the whole 'kissing hands, respect the titled' schtick. He took another drink of ice-water for himself and sipped, scratching at his head as he observed the interaction between the two respective members of the living impaired community. Strange, the sort of undead relationship that he was used to was one either raising the other or more than a few walking brainless through his cornfields, trampling all of his crops. Al looked to the mummy with a chuckle and raised his glass, "Buddy, you look like you've been out on the sands for a touch too long. Why not sit down and have some nice, cold water?"

The Metahuman Revolution

You might be waiting a bit longer than is normal for this sort of thing.

Monsters Hotel

@oakman Alcaeus shook his head in disapproval and sighed. What terrible facsimile of an arbiter had Hades spat forth this time? He took the water with a slight, but friendly nod of his head and drank deeply, downing the whole glass before placing it back on the bar for another. He cracked a tired smile as he heard the reaper's impression of him and spoke softly. "Haven't ever said 'howdy' or called anyone 'partner' but hey, keep working on it. You'll get there some day, kid." @ReaptheMusic Al turned and saw the red woman beckon. And then chose to ignore her blood-fuelled outburst. A countess, vying for his attention? A stalker of the night, no less. Once every couple of ages, maybe he gets eyed up by a passerby at the free market, but this was definitely new. However, being a sensible man, he erred on the side of caution and only moved his seat slightly closer, close enough to be within conversing distance. He gave her a tired nod of respect and curled his lips up in a smile. "Greetings, ma'am. To whom do I owe the pleasure, if you don't mind me asking?"

Monsters Hotel

Alcaeus grimaced as he received his room key, looking at the number on the tag with a mix of disdain and anxiety. "510? Five whole floors up? Not a fan of stairs but beggars can't be choosers." And with a grunt he swooped up his bags once more, one arm to one bag with a fifth to spare for his room key. He was already among the weird and wonderful, so why hide his lineage? It was a short task to find his room and deposit the bags he had, all clattering and clanking as they sounded filled to the brim with... something. With a click of the lock and a skip down the stairs, he had arrived back in the main lobby. He looked around for a moment, deciding what to do first before the festivities began. 'Some interaction and maybe a drink wouldn't hurt.' He moseyed over to the bar like a man with nothing better to do, knocking on the bar as he sat down. "One ice-water, please." A mundane order, some might say it was a relatively boring order, but he needed the hydration after riding for so long to get here. The drink came and he nodded to the bartender, receiving a confused stare in return as he turned away to look out at the other residents scrabbling about. An extraterrestrial, a shapeshifter, a countess and her countless thralls, a kitsune and others he had not seen yet. Nothing he had not seen before. Being alive since before dates were invented had that effect. Then again, he had never really taken the time to interact with those he HAD seen, so why not now, when he was on 'vacation'? He waves over to them, hoping to grab some attention. "Hello there, folks."

Monsters Hotel

A string of lavish carriages suddenly ripped past the farmer, all of them headed by muscular looking men and tossing dirt up the path as they went.

@ReaptheMusic

Alcaeus shielded his eyes as the carriage went racing past, grumbling to himself as he wipes large clod of soil and mud from both his and his steeds respective person's. A few moments of searching turned up a nice copse of trees for him to leave his horse, with plenty of grass to eat and a river to drink from. There he removed its saddle, bit and with a bit more than hard work, its shoes before patting it on the head once more and giving it a kiss. Alcaeus spoke as he pointed at it. "Now no moving, y'hear? This is a nice place and I may need you if I want to skedaddle. You can go for runs and all, but just be here when I whistle." The horse looked on, unaffected, as he sighed. "If only you understood me, huh?" He brushed his hand over the horses snout once more before turning back and waltzing back up to the hotel, this time walking all the way to the lobby and up to the front desk. He removed the hood of his cloak and set down his massive packs. Yeah, packs. Multiple. Four of the monsters, to be exact. Very large and made of tough leather, each held in a muscled, bronze arm. "Wowie zow, this is quite the place. I was told I'd need to come here to get my room key. Can't be sleepin' out on the dirt now, can I?" He snapped finger-guns with all four of his arms and smiled his winning charmer's smile, as his extra arms receded into his back.

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Alcaeus brings the garden hoe down hard into the earth before pulling it back and making a fairly large divet in the fertile, soft soil. The muscles in his arms bulge and strain as he works ceaselessly, digging out new rows for the last bit of planting for today. He felt as another of his arms extended from his back and grabbed a handkerchief to wipe his brow of sweat and dirt. Mostly dirt but he enjoyed feeling like he was working harder than he actually had to. The cry of a bird made him raise his eyes and look to the clouds. A small black shape was headed toward him. A bird hunting in these parts? Unlikely. His suspicions were confirmed when he saw a scroll of paper attached to the bird's leg, choosing to land on the handle of the shovel he was keeping nearby. He acquired and opened the paper with haste, eager to see if the news was good or bad. A young girl sat playing with an older woman, similar features pointed to her being the girl's mother. Both spared a glance over to Alcaeus as she pocketed the note and turned to them. "Gretchin. Be a dear and run over to the stables. Tell Jakan to pack my travelling gear, and ready my horse. And Helga, if you would be so kind as to inform the other hands that I am taking a leave for a while, and you are to head the farm in my absence." The child ran off with all the speed that sandals could carry her, and the older woman nodded and walked off in the direction of a large house. With a sigh, Alcaeus followed suit, moving towards the house. ___________________________________________________________________ That was quite some time ago. Ages of rough riding and worrying about his farm to attend this function. Alcaeus was not one to refuse hospitality, especially not from one who dubbed himself a Lord. He trotted up to the entrance atop a steed of immense size. A Shire horse with hooves shod in crude iron, coat grey like a dark stormcloud and mane as black as coal. Alcaeus reined in the horse and patted it on the neck as he dismounted, holding its reins as he searched for a place to tie him up. Alcaeus was dressed in simple clothing. A tunic, riding leathers, arm guards, heavy boots and a billowing, tanned cloak complete with a hood. What can you say? He is an old fashioned guy. Horse and all. He mused to himself as he brought out the note once more, "Is this even the right place, or did I ride for nothing?"

Digimon: Access Point

Oh, okay then. Sucks, dude.

Monsters Hotel

@oakman Why not just slap that puppy up there now, bruh?