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 Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:00 pm
"You have a sister?"
He blinked as he picked up his other suitcase. "I guess I must have left before I found that out. But I've been good, I guess. I'm just how I was before, right?"
Drake laughed lightly, knowing that he wasn't what he use to be. Or who he use to be for that matter. He remembered some things, but not all. What really mattered were the people who stayed at the hotel and what had happened. "Tell me, did Midori hire a new bartender? How many new people are here and where are they staying?"
He dropped the suit case once again and pulled out the key to room number three, looking at it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:06 pm
( My goodies, my goodies, not my goodies. XD *Runs off giggling wickedly.* )
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:10 pm
][Baiser.. Muahaha. ninja ][
Whilst behind the bar, Hakan would continue on into the kitchem whistling along cheerfully to a tune playing in his mental boom box. He was going to make Ky-chan a damn good breakfast, damnit! Even if Jekyll de Hyde's kitchen was lacking supplies, he would somehow manage.
First things first, he would search through the cupboards. Any real good was more then likely bad, so naturally.. He was stuck using fruit, since that seemed to be the only thing that was kept healthy. But, fuit wasn't so bad, was it?
He couldn't very well make any food, and so.. The beautiful idea of a shake came to mind! Filling, and he would make it taste wonderful!
Hakan was feeling far too good about working. It was kind of.. Sad? To see him such such a position, but that's the effect women had on the male sex, most of the time at least. And so, he would go about grabbing a few oranges, and a large carton of cream. If she wanted more, it would be good to make extra.
First he would test the oranges. He didn't want bitter ones, only the sweetest would work! Luckilly, the oranges he grabbed were good enough. He'd sliced them open, and eaten a slice for himself just to be sure.
He felt bad, really.. Mimi wanted cereal, but he didn't know where to begin looking! Hopefully she would be happier with a healthy shake. No use worrying about it at the moment, though. He needed to hurry to get it done!
He would locate a blender, dump the carton of milk into it, then some ice, and finally peel the fruit away from the.. Well, peel, and toss the juicy oranges into the blender! Topping it with the lid, he would turn it on for the moment, and lean against the counter watching the contents whirl around and round.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:13 pm
Eyzaathe "You have a sister?" He blinked as he picked up his other suitcase. "I guess I must have left before I found that out. But I've been good, I guess. I'm just how I was before, right?" Drake laughed lightly, knowing that he wasn't what he use to be. Or who he use to be for that matter. He remembered some things, but not all. What really mattered were the people who stayed at the hotel and what had happened. "Tell me, did Midori hire a new bartender? How many new people are here and where are they staying?" He dropped the suit case once again and pulled out the key to room number three, looking at it. -Mimi blinked, carefully reaching out for the key.- I.. suggest you get another room, Drake. My sister has taken over yours in an effort to keep a close eye on me... and I honestly did not think you'd come back so soon. -Little did Ryoko know just how that plan had backfired on her.-As for the bartender position, yes it has been filled, though reluctantly. I am sure he'd rather be doing anything else but at the moment we needed his help. We have a new maid and as I can see you've already met half of the newest arrivals. -Ah, yes, Mimi had forgotten about Drake's crazed idea about being an employee there. Perhaps it was best to let him live in the delusion.-
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:13 pm
( I keeled' it. *Pokes.* XD )
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:18 pm
*Naj had been sitting outside of the hotel for quite some time now, still pondering as to what in the world a spaceship was doing out here of all places. Of course, one could easily discern that the damned thing had crashed here. The skid marks leading to the downed craft was proof of that. It was just that, what was it doing here?*
*Naj took a moment to think of the possibilities, scratching the back of her head as she did so. Well, at first glance, she could tell that the spaceship had seen combat. Scorch marks and blackened holes riddled the hull of the ship, marring it's overall appearance. Was there some sort of battle that was being fought up above the earth, and this ship just happened to be a casualty? Yes, that seemed like a plausible explanation. Well, as reasonable an explanation as one could get. After all, seeing such a strange craft still had the girl shaken.*
*However, with that question out of the way, another one quickly arose, taking the place of its predecessor. If the ship was here, then where was the pilot? This new thought having just come to her, Naj quickly looked around, trying to spot anything out of the ordinary. But of course, that was almost impossible. Everything at Jekyll de Hyde was anything but ordinary. Frowning, the girl got onto her feet, using her polearm as a balance. Glancing once more at her surroundings, Naj caustiously made her way back into the building. This place definatly gave her the chills...*
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:23 pm
He frowned only somewhat, handing over the key. Drake felt some attatchment to that key, though he didn't know why. He only stepped back over to the front desk and grabbed another one. Room number ten. Well, it was better than seven or eight in his mind. "It hasn't been so soon. It's been a while.."
His words trailed off as he turned to look at Mimi once more. "Hasn't it?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:28 pm
Eyzaathe He frowned only somewhat, handing over the key. Drake felt some attatchment to that key, though he didn't know why. He only stepped back over to the front desk and grabbed another one. Room number ten. Well, it was better than seven or eight in his mind. "It hasn't been so soon. It's been a while.." His words trailed off as he turned to look at Mimi once more. "Hasn't it?" I don't know, Drake. Time seems to have no hold in this place. At times it feels like I have been here for years and another for a day even though my stay has about a month. -Besides, so many things happening one after the other it was hard to keep note of it. There had been one time when Mimi did not even know what day it was.- If you want I could have Ryoko move to another room... She's apt to come and go without warning.
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:33 pm
"No, no, that's alright. I can stay in a different room. It won't kill me."
He laughed, slipping the key into his pocket. Drake stepped back up towards Mimi and gave her a friendly pat on the head before picking up his other suit case. "At least, I hope it own't kill me. God know's what's lurking in this hotel."
A grin appeared on his lips as he stepped around Mimi and towards the hallyway. "Uh, which way is room ten? I've forgotten where everything is since I last left."
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:38 pm
And finally, while working away in his tiny lab, Hakan gave a grin. One a scientist might hold as if he;d just created something truly amazing, a treasure! Shutting off the blender, he would pour the perfectly blended, smoothe, cream and orange shake into a tall glass. Wiping away what spilt over the top with a clean rag, Hakan would take a sip, testing this product.
It tasted sweet, but not overly. A hint of orange, a slightly smaller hint of cream. It went down smoothely as well! Giving a content sigh, he would take the tall glass with him, and walk out from behind the bar. From that point, he would quietly make his way towards Mimi. He'd remembered hearing her speaking with someone else, and truthfully, he didn't want to barge in on the conversation. So, instead Hakan would make sure he didn't spill a drop and take his time getting there.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:40 pm
Eyzaathe "No, no, that's alright. I can stay in a different room. It won't kill me." He laughed, slipping the key into his pocket. Drake stepped back up towards Mimi and gave her a friendly pat on the head before picking up his other suit case. "At least, I hope it own't kill me. God know's what's lurking in this hotel." A grin appeared on his lips as he stepped around Mimi and towards the hallyway. "Uh, which way is room ten? I've forgotten where everything is since I last left." - I hope it won't kill you too. The girl mustered a faint smile and pointed up the stairs- Second floor to your left. If you need anything else call the front desk... or the bar room. -Her gaze shifted to the other two men and then lingered on that door. Damn it! Wrinkling her nose and frowning with determination, she headed toward the bar. Something had to be done, most definately.-
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:47 pm
=+(MusicBox)+= And finally, while working away in his tiny lab, Hakan gave a grin. One a scientist might hold as if he;d just created something truly amazing, a treasure! Shutting off the blender, he would pour the perfectly blended, smoothe, cream and orange shake into a tall glass. Wiping away what spilt over the top with a clean rag, Hakan would take a sip, testing this product. It tasted sweet, but not overly. A hint of orange, a slightly smaller hint of cream. It went down smoothely as well! Giving a content sigh, he would take the tall glass with him, and walk out from behind the bar. From that point, he would quietly make his way towards Mimi. He'd remembered hearing her speaking with someone else, and truthfully, he didn't want to barge in on the conversation. So, instead Hakan would make sure he didn't spill a drop and take his time getting there. -Those mental gears had been set to work and when Mimi was deep in thought it was almost as if she wasn't there. Something brought her back to reality, however... what was it? Oooh, the faint smell of orange along with various other fruits. Good thing too or she would have definately ruined the concoction. Her face lit up instantly, and she simply had to fight back the urge to tackle the boy right then and there.- What, you're not going to get some for yourself?
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AnqeIicDemise Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:49 pm
He nodded and gave a smile to Mimi, stepping towards the stairs rather gracefully despite the suitcases in both of his hands. Drake let out a little huff as he saw the stairs, but then decided it would be better than getting stuck in an elevator. His mind was clearly open now. Open to ghosts, and open to almost anything. It was another side effect of the concussion he had suffered. He was almost completely different.
Drake began to climb the stairs shortly after having heard the directions from Mimi. A small yawn fell from his lips as he got to the middle of the stairs. How he did hate the second floor.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:53 pm
AnqeIicDemise -Those mental gears had been set to work and when Mimi was deep in thought it was almost as if she wasn't there. Something brought her back to reality, however... what was it? Oooh, the faint smell of orange along with various other fruits. Good thing too or she would have definately ruined the concoction. Her face lit up instantly, and she simply had to fight back the urge to tackle the boy right then and there.- What, you're not going to get some for yourself? Ah, surprising! He wasn't expecting to see Mimi so soon, he was sure that she was still talking with.. 'Drake' was it? He would smiply smile, and hold out the shake to Mimi. "No, I'm not thirsty or anything." He would state simply. He wanted to drop the glass then and there and snag Mimi into a hug, alas she had work to do! It was depressing knowing that he had to simply stay out of her way for the moment, and let her do as she pleased. During the short time he'd know her, he was able to hang out with her as much as he wanted and no one would care. With Midori gone, however.. Mimi was stuck with that bat girl's work! ..It made him just a little angry.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 8:54 pm
Eyzaathe He nodded and gave a smile to Mimi, stepping towards the stairs rather gracefully despite the suitcases in both of his hands. Drake let out a little huff as he saw the stairs, but then decided it would be better than getting stuck in an elevator. His mind was clearly open now. Open to ghosts, and open to almost anything. It was another side effect of the concussion he had suffered. He was almost completely different. Drake began to climb the stairs shortly after having heard the directions from Mimi. A small yawn fell from his lips as he got to the middle of the stairs. How he did hate the second floor. ][Nice outfit, by the way, Leve. Shmecksi farmer santa. xD][
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