10-10-2005, 11:29 PM
The receptionist behind the counter cocked an eyebrow at the conversation unfolding before her. The rooms were all booked and ready to go, but until she was sure whom she'd be giving the keys too, she was just as much a loss as the small gathering before her. Luckily, AJ was there to get the ball rolling. Taking a pair of keys for herself and her bunkmate of choice, Vok, she started following De who'd started following a bellman who was in turn following another guest at the hotel who was following some hot blonde that was making her way across the lobby.
Chandi and Kei, who were both given keys to their respective rooms, were hastily trying to scoop up their bags lest they be left behind when another pair of bellmen appeared to arrange thier luggage upon a cart and wheel it after their companions for them. Awkward looks and half hearted laughs were exchanged when one of he bellmen yelped, his behind having just been pinched anonymously by someone in the less than small gathering that had convened at the elevator bay.
The blonde, unrelated guest, and bellman whom De had followed went up first. Followed by De, Vok, and AJ, and finally Chandi, Kei and the bellmen with their belongings. While the rooms may have been booked on short notice, and thus were not as extravagant as some of the more expensive suites, they were still luxurious enough to accomodate those looking to be pampered like a star...without having to have the bank book of one. All three rooms were located on the same floor with Chandi and Kei a few door down from one another on opposite sides of the hall, and Vok and AJ a little further down and around a corner. All three came with the same large bed, covered in lush cotton sheets and blankets, goose down pillows, and a sterling silver frame. The entire room was done up in rose colors, with the pillow cases and covers having a soft shade to them making them almost pink in appearance while the drapes were of a slightly darker color, filtering incoming light into a warmer off-amber.
The bathrooms were done in pearl overtones with brass faucets and silver shower heads, snow while towels in various sizes neatly arranged upon a rack near the door. Closet space in the main room was...adequate...though for a few of the heavier shoppers in the group it was likely to disappear in a hurry, and the entire hotel was kept at a reasonable 73 degrees, with the rooms bumped up to 75 at night. Kei's room had a view of the evening skyline, and Chandi's caught the mourning sun. Vok and AJ's room, because of the angle it was on unfortunately didn't afford much a view, but rather sat facing the rear of the hotel, 13 floors above the quiet streets below. Of course, this also mean that any traffic that came and went by said window would go practically unnoticed.
De waited in the hallway, chatting with some 11 year old French girl in Supergirl T-Shirt as he waited for the others to get settled. He was trying to argue how Power Girl was "waaaaaaay better than some illegal alien chick in a belly shirt" while she countered that De didn't probably didn't even know what color Power Girl's eyes were. Of course....he couldn't really argue with that.
Chandi and Kei, who were both given keys to their respective rooms, were hastily trying to scoop up their bags lest they be left behind when another pair of bellmen appeared to arrange thier luggage upon a cart and wheel it after their companions for them. Awkward looks and half hearted laughs were exchanged when one of he bellmen yelped, his behind having just been pinched anonymously by someone in the less than small gathering that had convened at the elevator bay.
The blonde, unrelated guest, and bellman whom De had followed went up first. Followed by De, Vok, and AJ, and finally Chandi, Kei and the bellmen with their belongings. While the rooms may have been booked on short notice, and thus were not as extravagant as some of the more expensive suites, they were still luxurious enough to accomodate those looking to be pampered like a star...without having to have the bank book of one. All three rooms were located on the same floor with Chandi and Kei a few door down from one another on opposite sides of the hall, and Vok and AJ a little further down and around a corner. All three came with the same large bed, covered in lush cotton sheets and blankets, goose down pillows, and a sterling silver frame. The entire room was done up in rose colors, with the pillow cases and covers having a soft shade to them making them almost pink in appearance while the drapes were of a slightly darker color, filtering incoming light into a warmer off-amber.
The bathrooms were done in pearl overtones with brass faucets and silver shower heads, snow while towels in various sizes neatly arranged upon a rack near the door. Closet space in the main room was...adequate...though for a few of the heavier shoppers in the group it was likely to disappear in a hurry, and the entire hotel was kept at a reasonable 73 degrees, with the rooms bumped up to 75 at night. Kei's room had a view of the evening skyline, and Chandi's caught the mourning sun. Vok and AJ's room, because of the angle it was on unfortunately didn't afford much a view, but rather sat facing the rear of the hotel, 13 floors above the quiet streets below. Of course, this also mean that any traffic that came and went by said window would go practically unnoticed.
De waited in the hallway, chatting with some 11 year old French girl in Supergirl T-Shirt as he waited for the others to get settled. He was trying to argue how Power Girl was "waaaaaaay better than some illegal alien chick in a belly shirt" while she countered that De didn't probably didn't even know what color Power Girl's eyes were. Of course....he couldn't really argue with that.