Welcome to Gaia! ::

(( Puppeting for Chris ^.^ ))

From the shadows behind the front reception desk out steps a man. "Welcome, Sir, to the Hotel Letum." The man examines Slade briefly. "No luggage I see. Is this for a single night? How long do you wish to stay?"

(( Puppeting for Chris ))

{ - Hotel Letum - }

"No Sir, no restrictions on the duration of your stay. Please, stay as long as you desire." The man assures you as he turns towards the halls. "Caelub!!" he called.

At that moment, a shadow arose frome the ground. He was shorter than the first man and had shining blue eyes. But the thing that stood out most about him was that he was albino. He was made of light instead of darkness, and looked more like an angel than anything.

Not incluing his brother, who stands before you now, Caelub was the smartest of his family. Still he couldnt speak any language of Man fluently enough, however, so he spoke in shadow. "What?"

"Head up to suite 13 and prepare the room for our guest to stay in" the first man answers him, also in shadow, "and be quick about it" and with that, Caelub was off. Turning back to Slade, your host reverts back to common speak. Motioning for the desk. "Lets step over here and check you in."

(( My poor Thorne ; ; *comforts* ))

{ - Francesca - }

Franky tries very hard to professionally hide the smile that threatens as she watches Urban's obvious distain for this individual creep over his face. "I know you are not particularly fond of him, darling" she tells him as she now heads towards the bar area again, "but the Reverend is extremely well versed in demonology and the various demonic planes. Being the single most knowledgable person, on the subject, that we have at our disposal right now, I think it would be prudent to at least talk to him. After all, if this carnival is actually empowered through demonic gods or some other fiendish entity our Reverend might have heard of them."

Coming up to the bar counter, Franky leans into him for a moment to give him arm a squeeze. "Besides, just have Thorne behind the counter for you while he's here. Then you won't have to suffer through another tale of drugs or holocausts". She whispers teasingly, "either way, get him here soon." she finishes, releasing your arm. Separating from him, Franky heads towards the winding stairs in the center of the floor.

{ - Kendal - }

Like a personal trainer instructing their star runner, Kendal takes every shot with you, egging you on until finally you get it right. As you throw your arms up in the air in truimph, Kendal slams her drink down as well and does the same, her infectious laughter mixing with your slightly slurred giggles. Leaning over, she gives you a quick congratulatory hug. "Perfect!" she preens in satisfaction, her own state not the least bit affected by the alcohol. "Now you'll be able to do it like a pro!" She sighs happily as she settles again into the stool beside you. Almost as an after thought, she reaches out to push your original Mai Tai back to the forefront where it was before you began your 'lessons'.

"If you ever go drinking with someone new, it is now your responsibility to teach them the proper way to drink Cuervo." Kendal informs you with a smile. "And if you find youself forgetting, you just come on back and we'll refresh your memory," adding a wink at the end.

"So.. what should we do now, sugar?" she asks, taking the long neck the tender sets before her.

{ - Kendal - }

"Rooms? Like for people to stay in or rooms of entertainment?" She asks you to clarify as she motions the tender to refill your glass. The man behind the counter is more than happy to oblige, even providing you with a fresh umbrella and pineapple slice. Yet just as he pulls out the cherries to plop one into your glass, Kendal suddenly waves at the jar. "Wait wait, can you give us like a bowl of those?" she asks him excitedly. The man pauses for a moment, trying to figure out what on earth she would want a bowl of cherries for. Realisation hits him, bringing another chuckle. Piling several bright, juicy red cherries into a monkey dish, he slides them in front of the two of you. "Knock yourselves out," he replies with a smirk then heads off to fill another drink.

Kendal takes one of the cherries by the stem and holds it up for you to examine. "I'm guessing you don't know what do to with these either, do ya?"

{ - Kendal - }

The patented cheshire grin forms broadly over Kendal's face. Momentarily forgetting your original question, her eyes dance with wickedness as she leans closer, offering to feed you the cherry. After you bite off the fruit, she pulls back the stem and pops it into her mouth. You can see from the faint movement of her cheeks that she is chewing or something. As if to anticipate the question, Kendal holds up a finger signally you to wait, then another moment later the same hand reaches up to pull the cherry stem from her mouth. Holding it up for display, you see that the stem has been tied in a tight knot right smack in the center of it's length.

"This is what we do with cherries," she purrs to you, beaming with pride.

Emily is clearly confused as Kendal signals her to wait. Once she took the stem out of her mouth adn EMily saw the knot, fascination overwhelmed her. She wasnted to try. Taking a cherry, she fed the fruit part to Kendal and then stuck the cherry stem in her mouth. At first she thought she had it, but the ends kept on coming unloose, with soem frustration she spat the cherry stem inot one of the empty shot glasses. "I can't do it," She said stubbonrly, which was usually not part of her nature. She never really had so many emtions, no she had too many to handle.