EVENT 01: Welcome to the Pentagon!

[unrequite]

WELCOME TO THE PENTAGON!

Picture a Las Vegas sized hotel, but with no casino. It's just very big. And there is no gift shop.

The Pentagon welcomes you...

You wake up from a doze seated in a firm lobby chair. Walked through a set of automatic sliding doors, bag in tow. Where did you get that bag? Listen, don't worry about it.

- All guests to the Pentagon arrived with a medium-sized standard rolling bag. It is filled with any items they would have brought with them if they had time to pack a standard rolling bag before they left. Weapons are okay!
- All guests may bring one living animal. The animal will retain any powers it may have as long as it is not worldbreaking.
- All guests will have their powers. They will not be allowed to use it to break the world. They may break other things, but they will be pulled aside by one of the receptionists for a Talking To. They may be barred from the hotel for the night and it gets cold outside the Pentagon!
- Guests are not limited to standard entry to the hotel. However, if they break hotel property upon entry, they will be expected to pay for repairs. Method of payment will come as soon as I'm not fuckballs tired.

Things to do:

- Check in! There is a handy dandy receptionist at the front desk ready to take your name and your reservation. Yes, you have a reservation! It's here, in this shared suite. You don't remember making that reservation? What a pity. Well, while we get you resituated in the system, I suppose you will have to make peace with your roommate. Please don't fuck up your relationship with your roommate, that would be so terribly awkward. If you would like to trade rooms, that is fine, but please notify the front desk with all involved parties with the details of the room change! Also, please allow one day for admin to catch up with bookings before you trade rooms! Try to be nice to your one night roomie okay okay

- Get breakfast! A free continental breakfast is served from 6 am to 10 am. Please come by for fresh food!

- Chill in the lobby! When it isn't doubling as the breakfast area, the lobby area functions as both a waiting room, a meeting place, and a chill seating area in case you don't want to eat your gas station hotdog at the gas station like a neanderthal. wow.

- Find your room!

Each suite has a:
- kitchenette (one pot, one pan, plastic silverware, paper plates and bowls. no food. that's at the gas station across the street.)
- microwave
- fridge (with drinks! you will have to pay for them if you take them. it's going to be Esspensive.)
- two beds (small, but very comfy)
- bathroom with bath and shower (with standard toiletries. if you need more, you can call the front desk! there are towels, but if you make a real mess, call the front desk for fresh ones.)
- toilet (no bidet)
- closet (3 hangers, one extra set of sheets, one extra comforter, two extra pillows, a small ironing board, an iron)
- shared side table (two drawer compartments, one for each bed; there are outlets for electronics)
- wardrobe (just one, but it's big! please share.)
- desk with rolling chair (just one! again, please share. also: a notepad with a cheap ballpoint pen, a phone, and a phone directory for standard hotel amenities)
- pullout bed couch (for more guests! this bed is far less comfy than the standard beds.)
- television (with standard cable and standard trash programming. nothing particular stands out about the programming.)

- book shop? ... There is a bookshop where the gift shop should be. Where did it come from? Perhaps it's always been there, in the same way the faceless staff of the Pentagon have always been there. There is currently caution tape over the front entrance. Although the entrance isn't locked, it is not advised to enter the bookshop early. Who knows what might happen (the people who were in the City knows what will happen no don't touch that—)

- gas station? across the street? The street stretches into the horizon. This place is flat. so very flat. but there's a gas station.

- fresh produce (limited, but good variety. may be slightly wilted.)
- standard basic groceries (including pet food for your Living Creatures)
- liquor section (we in the south now boyzzz)
- lotto ticket machine (?)
- chargers/small electronics
- wall o candy
- basic amenities and toiletries(fancier than hotel amenities but not by much)
- magazines!
- slushy machine
- coffee machine
- rolling hotdogs
- hot fast food
- car maintenance products. you know. for your car
- gas station guy. nice guy

How do you pay? the gas station guy will charge it to your room! Who's paying for your room? Erm. Tehe. pero

You can also go to the gas station guy and buy a bus ticket to Sin City for a vacay. Sin City is great! Lots to do in Sin City. Buses to Sin City leave every Wednesday evening — don't be late! However, after a month at maximum, you will be back in your room in the Pentagon. Guess the hotel likes you!

Other hotel amenities. This hotel isn't 5 star, but it isn't 3 star either! Standard fancy hotel amenities, such as a small gym, a pool and sauna, a well maintained laundry room, a small spa, and a business center with computers and print station also exist. The only amenity that does not exist is the standard fancy hotel restaurant. Make your food yourselves!!

welcome nerds. enjoy your stay!

OOC:
- I will make a receptionist thread. please feel free to add your character to the queue for a randomly selected room! if you would like to also have a conversation with one of our three randomly selected receptionists, please say so in your comment. thank. EDIT: room assignments are here! please add any new characters to any random rooms you like. if you change rooms, please be sure to update the spreadsheet. thank yoooou
- i'll make up how to make money and pay for stuff later. for now please don't starve just buy stuff it's Fine
- electricity works. there's local internet but search engines bring up very little about the area. gps does NOT work (for now)
- uh that's it i'm tired please tell me if i missed anything

Comments

[predominant]

[ As this stranger chats away, Vil finishes his small portion of soup, then takes a plate and gathers a sample size of one of everything, face impassive as he gives everything a good taste test. ]

That sounds as though it would take up a good portion of your day. And then... what? Same thing again tomorrow?

[oathlantern]

It's not so bad once you have a system and a meal plan. [Illuga raises his hand but then lowers it when he remembers he has a spatula in it.] And, well... I don't have a lot else to do here.

[predominant]

You've made that quite obvious.

[ Vil can't really hide the disdain, nor does he try to. Still... While sampling his plate, he walks over and parks himself next to the chef, chewing delicately and staring at him. The next time he turns something off, the absolute millisecond he steps away and nothing could possibly burn or bubble over in his workflow, Vil's hand reaches out to catch him by the chin. ]

Stay put. Look at me.

[oathlantern]

[There's an eight inch height difference between them so Vil is definitely craning Illuga's neck up if he wants eye contact. Illuga, for his part, is too stunned by the audacity to react at first.] Huh?

[predominant]

[ He's used to towering over most people. The heels tend to make that an inevitability.

Left, right. Vil studies the little chef's lips, then his eyes. ]

Have you been drinking water? How much? When?

[oathlantern]

[They're probably a little chapped?? Some slight bags under his eyes upon closer inspection. But this is less to do with self-care than it is being a soldier for an organization that has no money, riding entirely on his youth and babyface to retain his looks.]

Today? At least two glasses? [Is Vil about to start forcing water on him like Flins...?]

[predominant]

[ Vil would frown more deeply, but he doesn't want wrinkles before his time. ]

And meals? How much have you been sleeping? Why are these eyebags so pronounced?

[ They're not pronounced, Vil... but to Vil, these are alarm bells. He looks to his pocket, digs a little, and opens a lip balm. He leans over to the sink to wash his hand off, then uses his ring finger to swab some out. ]

Open your mouth a little. I'm putting balm on your lips.

[oathlantern]

I, uh--[Is this an interrogation?? It feels like one. Illuga doesn't even know what he's done to deserve this.] You know, that's probably not necessary--

[predominant]

Not necessary? It isn't necessary to care for your skin? I'm not talking about aesthetics, here. The way you care for yourself reflects in your skin, for better or, in your case, for worse.

[ A very disapproving waggle of his balmed up finger. ]

If you don't want to give your body more than anything other than the absolute bare minimum, that's your brain damage to deal with. However, if you're going to offer me food, you'd better take care of your own skin first, literally and metaphorically, or else I'll feel like I'm robbing you of time you could be using on yourself. Do I make myself clear?

[oathlantern]

Uh--yes, yes I understand! [Will that get this guy to back off a little? Illuga can't even get a word in edgewise. Maybe it's just better to mollify him.]

[predominant]

Good. Hold still.

[ Vil smears lip balm over Illuga's lips, then has him rub his lips together himself as he dives his hand in his pocket again for... A spritzer? ]

Hold still.

[ It feels like water. It smells... nice, but also kind of like plain water. Vil puts the spritzer back in his pocket and starts... patting Illuga's face gently with his fingers. As one does. ]

[oathlantern]

[Illuga is making the face like he swallowed a lemon, bracing awkwardly as Vil inflicts skin care onto him. It feels weird. He tolerates it the way a child tolerates medicine except there are no promises of treats at the end.]

[predominant]

[ Good boy. Vil pats patiently until Illuga's skin is mostly dry, then dives into his pocket for a tinted moisturizer. Vil sighs, but carefully dabs it on Illuga's face next. ]

It's not the right undertone, but moisturizer is moisturizer... Stop making faces, you'll wrinkle like a prune.

[ But Vil very quickly wraps up with a last pat down Illuga's neck before finally releasing him. ]

There. Done.

[ Vil nods, then turns to wash his hands before returning to his plate of Illuga food, sampling a pastry before nodding to himself. ]

Get more sleep. I can't imagine anyone here keeping up with a skincare routine, much less one of you charitable types, but at the very least do that before handing out food to people willy-nilly.

[oathlantern]

Believe me, I've never had as much time to get a good night's sleep as I do here.

[The problem, of course, is the nightmares.] ... Can I get back to cooking now?

[predominant]

Explains the eyes.

[ Vil is so annoyingly proper that he chews and swallows properly before replying to Illuga. At least hes quite content with the pastry in his hands, taking bites and humming softly in satisfaction. ]

As far as I'm concerned, yes. Although I'd hate for this to happen again... But if it begins to be too much of a bother to get you to mind your health, I'll simply make my own food.

[ A shrug. ]

It would be a shame, of course, this is excellent, but I'm not interested in lost causes.