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[Seabiscuit]

"Ahh. I know someone who also lost his memory. I believe that he eventually regained it, don't lose hope. I'm Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog. Do you remember your name?" Sonic asked, cocking his head as he waited for the other male to reply.

His blue ears went flat against his head at the sound of someone yelling, his sensitive hedgehog ears not liking the noise. He glanced behind him, trying to get his ears to stop ringing, and saw Jill in the distance.

"I guess that someone didn't get off the bus with the rest of us." Sonic said, his green gaze fixated on the stranger.

Interactions- DovahBeat Specialist

 

[DovahBeat]

"My name is Link." Link responded softly, wincing again at the loud volume of the two uniformed Individuals. Or rather, one of them. He glanced over at them, debating on whether or not he should investigate why they were so loud, or what their deal was.
"Honestly, I'm not sure if I'll ever fully regain my memories. I've recovered a few, but they don't entirely feel like... mine." He admitted, before deciding to stand up and approach ingo and Emmet. He didn't say anything at first, but did watch them intently. Something was the slightest bit familiar, in the vaguest way. Instead of saying anything or introducing himself, he took out his shiekah slate and snapped a photo of the twins (and anyone close enough to be in the shot).

Mentions: a little bit of everyone?
Interacting with: sonic Seabiscuit ,ingo and Emmet, kinda. Jellycat

 

[Specialist]

interactions: DovahBeat Seabiscuit
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After walking a few meters from the bus and continuing to follow the faded footprints, Jill spotted it. Well, rather, them: a pair of vaguely humanlike figures- one more so than the other. It wasn't until she got closer that their forms began to take shape, and colors began to illuminate against the flickering light. A human, clad in strange armor and donning equipment reminiscent of 17th-century knights, or perhaps an archer? His ears were deformed; pointed outward and back. Was something wrong? Was he in pain? It was indeed a strange sight, yet even more strange was the figure directly beside him. A blue, fuzzy-looking creature with a face- no.. everything indicative of a Hedgehog. Yet, weren't they pets to Humans? Why was this one massive? And wearing shoes? And bipedal? And staring at her? The closer she got, an unknown feeling began to creep into her head. Were these Humans of this place? Would she find others like her here?

[software instability detected.]

Her LED flickered a golden yellow; seeming to fight against the blue that swirled in a patterned circle as was an indication of cogitation- or very deep thought. The closer she approached, the quicker she found herself breathing. Blinking to refocus her respiration, she glanced between the two and stopped a meter short of their position as she spoke upon entry into the nearest building. Her voice was flutteringly soft; quiet and measured against the background of the whispering wind. Her expression was a straightforward look of relief, mixed with curiosity and an uncannily perfect smile. "Hello. I am Jill, an RX-300 prototype Android from CyberLife. What are your names? Did you come from the bus back there?"

 

[jump.]

Oh. The stranger was... Just loud. Not angry, or violent. He didn't even seem aware of his volume, or the fact he'd startled many of those present within the cabin. Pride continued to eye the man and his brother for a moment, before allowing the tension to creep from his limbs, ducking his head down in embarrassment, warmth already sneaking across his cheeks. Thankfully, no-one seemed to have noticed him, too preoccupied with the newcomers. "I don't think he realizes how loud he is." He sighed, eyes returning to Tyler, who was now snuggled into his neck.

...When did he get there?

"Should we find somewhere quieter?" Less crowded? There were so many people now, the two new men, a new woman- He didn't particularly mind company, but these people were strangers. And loud. Another quick glance was thrown Ingo's way, and his lips pulled into a small frown. "I mean- There's a lot of us. We should probably claim a room." He had no luggage, nor did Tyler, but it wouldn't hurt to claim their own private space, just so they'd have somewhere safe to hide away, just in case.

"It was nice meeting you...?" Had they exchanged names? He knew the dogs were Shiro and Kuro, but he didn't know the name of the man. The man probably didn't know their names either. That was awkward...

FolKinPunk Tyler Caiotic Megumi Jellycat Ingo and Emmet (mentioned)

 

[FolKinPunk]

Sorry for my short hiatus I caught the big gay. I survived. (:
Tyler interacting with Pride jump. and Megumi Caiotic

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Oh, Pride didn’t push him away or anything! He let him stay in the nook of his neck. Comfy. Warm. Close. He liked it. He pat Pride’s neck, happily.

“Yes they’re loud. Too loud.” He huffed, if he were honest it hurt his ears. They were sensitive, everything was loud. They really don’t need to go running around yelling. Ignorant, if he could make such a large word in his head. Which he could! He was learning. He smiled into Prides neck, even if everyone was being annoying, he was happy here with Pride.

Quieter, finding a room. But that means they were going to leave Megumi and his pets. Or pet. Where did the other one go…? Now that he met them, they were just leaving them? All in a house together, so he’ll see them again right? It’s like Vince’rd’s ship!

“Do we share a room?” He asked, tail swaying loosely behind him. His claws getting enough grip on Pride’s clothes to stay where he was. : D “I’m too small for my own room.” They shared a room on Vince’rd’s ship. Which was good. The ship’s he’d seen had a lot of room sharing! When he was in hell, his owner gave him his own room. It was big, and open. Nowhere to hide. He didn’t like it.

He felt so very exposed. He was too small for the big, spacious areas. Anyone could see him… That’s why he liked Pride, he was soooo big! He could take up all the space for him, and protect him!

He smiled between Pride and Megumi while he waited for Pride to take them to any of the rooms. He had to start making a nest sooner or later! : )

 

[Takumi98]

Dear Papa,

I haven't had the chance to talk to you in the while, how are Zigi, Gong, and Chii doing? Knowing you, you're spoiling those dogs rotten, and Chii is still a stubborn cat! Things in the Fire Nation are going well, and don't tell Xao this next time you visit, but his cooking just doesn't compare to yours.

Last I heard from Uncle Zu, you had business in the Earth Kingdom. Something about Spirits? Please stay safe, maybe I'll stop by and visit once I'm not busy?

Sincerely,
Fire Lady Liu Keosho-Cheng
Ps. Love you always Papa


Yaru had smiled at the letter, the only thing he brought with him before making way to the Earth Kingdom other than the clothes on his back and some light luggage. Putting it away in his robes, he sighed as he peeked over the bison saddle he currently sat in, hand reaching over the side to give the bison's soft fur a pat.


"Hey, Buu. How are ya today, bud?" He spoke to the bison his friend had bonded with. Said bison huffed, and he could hear said friend snort in amusement from where he sat at the reigns.


"This is the third time you've asked him this in the past hour. You know if you wanted to get to Ba Sing Se faster we didn't have to take Buu." His friend, Kutik Song, replied.


"I'm sure your relatives in Ba Sing Se would love to see your bison. Besides, I dunno, it feels…nostalgic I guess?" He spoke, gazing at the clear sky before closing his eyes and enjoying the breeze.

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After 'the incident', he remembers waking up in a cave, an old bald man named Peha, and lots of orange and cranberry juice. He didn't even like cranberries much.


"You still train, and yet you still have much to heal, yes yes? Your body is healed, but your mind and spirit seem to still have conflict, yes? Hm." Peha shook his head as he brought his cup to his lips.

"I'm tired of sitting around, I need to see my friend-" Yaru had snapped, only to close his mouth when Peha raised a wrinkled hand.


"Your friend is safe, staying in the village for now. You are safe too. The world is at peace, yes yes. The Avatar is not needed now, so rest." The elder countered simply, taking another sip from his cup.


Being told he wasn't needed brought a memory to the surface, one he wasn't sure was a dream from when he had been injured or not.

...

Pain blossomed in his side where the spirit's claws had scratched him, his head throbbed as he found himself in a void of black. He remembered being tossed into rock, and bumping his head, then darkness.


A man of Water Tribe descent and a woman of Earth Kingdom descent stood before him, their glowing white eyes staring into his soul. An odd glowing symbol was on their chests, yet it seemed so familiar even if he couldn't quite place it.


"The world is changing." The man, Avatar Delun, spoke.

"Adapting." The woman, Avatar Koyo, spoke.

"You are not needed."

"Will you be the last Avatar?" A third disembodied voice spoke up, sounding both feminine while also sounding as if it were many voices layered and blended together while speaking at once.

"If you die here in the Avatar State–"

"We will be no more."

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At the back of the bus, glowing white eyes snapped open as Yaru startled awake, unsure why that set of memories cropped up, but they did. Blinking his eyes returned to normal, hand reaching in front of his scarred eye for a moment. Yep, his vision was still a bit blurred there. He didn't know why he always checked to see if there was any improvement after Daiyu's attempt on his life led to that specific injury. It was cold, and he quickly realized he was the only one present. When did he even get here? Was this Guru Peha's doing? How long had he been asleep for?

He couldn't remember, exactly. It'll probably come to him later. Getting out of the seat he grunted as he made his way out into the snow. All he had on him was his sleevless black undershirt and a red tunic (similar to this minus the scarf), and dark gray pants with black boots. Frowning, he quickly started to focus his breathing in an attempt to warm himself with his firebending, smoke seeping from the corners of his mouth for a second as he noticed a cabin nearby.

While warmer than before, he still ended up wrapping his arms around himself as he quickly tried to make his way inside when he could notice some movement from within, hand pressing against where he remembered being attacked what felt like weeks ago. Well, maybe it was.

Immediately upon entering, should no one else be outside and needing to enter, he would close the door behind him and quickly took a sweeping glance of the room as he brushed snow off of his clothes. Humans, dog--oh a dog! Cute. A blue...creature, and some other nonhuman beings with animal features. Interesting. He'd have to file some of this away for later when he wasn't still tired and cold and had the mental energy to try and figure out what the dream...or memories he saw meant.

Interactions: Open
Mentions: Everyone basically

 

[Stricken Steel]

Tiger 237 "Stefan" and Crew

"Kertz, Keep the speed high or the engine will freeze." Muller spoke to Kertz, the tank's driver. "I am, Peter. It's starting to freeze up anyways." Kertz replied, with a hint of sarcasm. Schroder, the tank's gunner, then spoke up in Muller's ear. "We should send somebody out to scout ahead. I think Hartmann should, since he is a usable asset." The tank commander, Muller, appeared to be lost in thought. "Sir, Give me the order and I will go." Kertz told him. "He is weak and is already broken. If we lose Hartmann it will not matter. We will still be able to live and breathe." Schroder whispered as Hartmann nervously twiddled with his fingers.
"Hartmann. You will scout ahead and find a shelter. If you are found by the Allies, do not disclose our position." Muller told the youngster, relunctantly. "S-Sir? B-But what if..." Hartmann started, but Schroder handed him the MP40 with an evil smile. "No buts. Now go and find shelter for us, please." Muller commanded, opening the hatch so Hartmann could get out. The thick white snow crunched as Hartmann walked ahead with tensing nervousness in his body.
The cold bit at him like never before. It was as if all of this was unnatural, and no snow was even around or in Germany this time of year. There were also no radio signals, which was strange. Specks of frost began to build up on his tanker's uniform, which was stained with oil and the smell of gunpowder and woodgas.
After a while of walking, he believed he saw some sort of trolley up ahead and a wooden cabin. Upon closer inspection, it seemed as it the bus recently arrived. His whole thin frame was now freezing, and he trudged towards the door. Hartmann's whole body was heavy now, and the MP40 was slung on his side, steadily hitting against the side of his leg.
"D-Damn...I never knew...it would snow this much." He thought, approaching the door. Hartmann froze before knocking. What if I get captured? Maybe I will get tortured if lucky, He thought. He brought his fist upon the heavy wooden door, his whole body now shivering.

Mentions: Everyone

 

[DovahBeat]

Link's ears perked up at the sound of the knock on the door. Seeing as no one else seemed to be interested in opening it, he stepped over and answered the door himself.
He was greeted by the sight of what appeared to be a freezing warrior of some kind.
Link tilted his head at Hartmann, a silent question, but stepped a bit to the side to let him in if he so chose. He looked absolutely freezing, it would be wrong to keep him out there.

Interacting with: Stricken Steel

 

[jump.]

He'd paused for a moment, ears perking up at the sound of the door opening. Another newcomer. Human, seemingly. He stared in Yaru's direction for a moment, waiting for him to close the door again and block out the cold air. A curt nod was offered in greeting, and he soon let his gaze wander back to Tyler. "I don't mind sharing." It had been nice to have company, someone he could talk to, or simply observe while they slept. Tyler was a good distraction from dark corners of his mind. "We can try and find a room with a big bed. Lot's of room." Room for Tyler, room for him, if he wished to sleep. He doubted he would, didn't need to. Sleep wasn't an escape, it was a trap, trapping him within unwanted memories, twisted reimagining's of events he longed to forget.

Pride sighed, readjusting Tyler slightly so he was easier to carry. Megumi hadn't responded so there wasn't much point in lingering, especially since more and more people were arriving. Another man. A soldier? He didn't know much about the human military, but humans were wrathful, violent creatures. And anyone who worked with weapons for a living were likely the same. He didn't want to stick around such people, he didn't want to risk harm coming to himself or Tyler. Especially Tyler.

He stared at the group for a moment, seemingly frozen in place, before finally shifting back into motion, backing away from all the noise and people, hopefully unnoticed. It didn't take long to find a corridor that was lined with doors, presumably to the rooms. "Which one?" Personally, he wanted to try one of the doors at the end of the corridor, away from everything and everyone else. It'd be quieter down there, less noise, less commotion. But he'd let Tyler weigh in, in case he had any opinion of his own. Though, he did have one suggestion... "I think I'd like a room with a bathroom." A private one, so he wouldn't disturb any of the others. That was a must, if possible, at least. "What do you think?"

interacting with FolKinPunk Tyler mentions Takumi98 Yaru and Stricken Steel Hartmann

 

[Takumi98]

As Yaru was making sure that he had gotten most of the snow from his clothes, they were slightly damp, but he'd live, and using his bending before kept the worst of it at bay. Feeling eyes on him he looked up, and he immediately noticed the horns on the person's head. Based on their size, they seemed to be a child. With a curt nod sent his way, Yaru returned the gesture in greeting. Beside Pride was a large mouse like creature which was about as strange as the blue bipedal creature. As far as he knew, they weren't Spirits, and even if they had been they weren't hostile thankfully. Thinking of Spirits reminded him of the Incident, which he'd rather not think about.

While Pride had tried to be unnoticed as he made his exit deeper into the cabin, Yaru had noticed and admittedly he didn't blame the other as there were quite a few people lounging around. Wait, had all of these people been on that bus?

Yaru tried to wrack his brain for any recollection of the last twelve hours or so, but came up blank. Deciding to follow Pride's example for now, Yaru had tried to slip away around the time one of the others had opened the door for whoever had knocked. A quick glance showed a uniformed young man, with another moving aside to let him in.

'I'll get the chance to officially meet everyone later, most likely. Might as well find a room for the night, then maybe a radio.' He thought to himself.

Once in the corridor with, hopefully, rooms behind the many doors, he could see Pride talking with the small mouse creature from the corner of his eye. Deciding not to intrude for now, he picked a door at random to take a peek into. Then paused almost immediately after. He didn't think to even look for a radio until a few seconds ago.

"Excuse me, have either of you seen a radio by any chance?" He asked as he turned his attention to Pride and Tyler before he even got a good look at the room he had tried to peek into. Surely there had to be some form of radio so they could know what the forecast will be the rest of the night and possibly tomorrow. Then again, were they even in the Earth Kingdom? Would a broadcast even reach out here, wherever here was, in this weather?

Interactions: Pride ( jump. ) Tyler ( FolKinPunk )
Mentions: Everyone, Link ( DovahBeat ), Hartmann ( Stricken Steel )

 

[Stricken Steel]

Tiger 237 "Stefan" and Crew

Hartmann gave a nod to the abnormally short man dressed in some sort of archer's clothing from the mideval era. He also noticed that his ears were shaped like an elf's for some reason, maybe it was just how he was born.
"Danke. Danke." He graciously spoke, before coming in. He brought the crease of his elbow up to his mouth and coughed a few times. "Ich...Ich bin von einer mechanisierten teilung von deutschland. Ich und meine crew brauchen schutz, und wir sind verloren." He spoke aloud, presenting himself and his intentions. But he then heard some of them speak english, which made his blood run colder.
Them speaking english meant that they were British or American, however, he did not pick up on any Brooklyn or Cockney accents. There was also a man dressed like a Japanese royal, which was strange, but he also spoke english.
"You," He then turned to the strange-dressed short man, speaking out with his heavy german accent. "Are we in Northern Germany?" He then had a glimpse of a weird blue creature, its back laden with spikes. "If not, Can we bring the tank here so we can use our radio?"

Mentions: DovahBeat and anyone else

 

[DovahBeat]

Link stared back at Hartman, confusion apparent on his face when the soldier spoke German. Still, he let the soldier come inside and closed the door behind him to preserve heat.

Then he was asked where they were.
He shook his head in response, he didn't know what this place was called, and didnt recollect how exactly he got here, either.

"Uh, I don't think that will be an issue?" He answered uncertainly, as he had no clue what radios or tanks were.
"As long as we don't start any fights I think we'll be alright." Hartmann's uneasiness wasn't lost on Link, but he didnt want to just jump to hostilities if he didn't have to.
"I'm Link. Royal Knight of Hyrule." He didn't know why he added that last part, something in the back if his head said to. Perhaps a resurfacing memory? He wasn't sure.
"Do you need help leading your friends here? If you give me a moment to change my clothes into something warmer I can go outside and help."

Interacting with: Stricken Steel

 

[Specialist]

Interacting with: DovahBeat [OPEN]

Mentions: Everyone present in the room.
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The swirling of the blue disc attached to the right side of her head never ceased; eyes darting around and examining everyone present in the room after slipping in through the open door. She didn't dare interject at all, merely observing from the farthest corner of the gathering.

[!add_LocalId.database]

01. Link, Knight of Hyrule
02. Blue_HumanRodent(?)
03. German_(?)Commander(?)

[COMPLETE.]

. . .

[secure insulation?]

Looking down, she took the thermal blanket off her torso; quickly folding it between both arms and tucking it underneath her right side. The bitter cold of the outside environment had subsided surprisingly quickly. At Link's quip about needing something warm, Jill finally spoke up. "Excuse me, Link? You can take this thermal blanket I found on the bus." Without another word, she retrieved the blanket from underneath her arm and presented the folded bundle to the Knight.

 

[Stricken Steel]

Tiger 237 "Stefan" and Crew

"Ah, Link. I am Hartmann. I don't believe I know of such a place," He then sighed. "But then, perhaps...We still have not learned anything other than the war so far. I was...forced to join, to say the least. I am tired of the fighting." As anyone could tell Hartmann was a shaken and broken young man, but his heart was still gold. He had seen nearly all the ruins of war.
"I would've brought blankets from our Tiger, but they would've been soaked and frozen by snow and ice. The strange thing is that we found ourselves on a road after we all woke up from sleep, and somehow we were towed from Cologne."
"The even stranger thing it that you seem of...not of this time. Maybe it is just me." Hartmann shrugged. "But you will get to ride in the tank, if you want."

Mentions: DovahBeat Specialist Jellycat and anyone else

 

[AlexandraRoseLeclerc]

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JACQUELINE GREALISH


Mentions: DovahBeat and anyone
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It was a snowy day at the lodge and there was a very beautiful view along the way as a loud engine was heard outside like a lion roaring for it's pride and power. The engine sound came from a matte black Mercedes-Benz C63 AMG Black Series that was installed in a wide-body kit, doing a powerslide onto the parking spot of the lodge near the entrance; the driver came out and reveals herself to be a girl with long raven hair like the night sky, lilac eyes, and wears a snowy outfit just to make herself comfortable. Her name is Jacqueline Grealish, and she recently finished racing at the Outlaw's Rush to which she easily defended her title as champion before deciding that a vacation would be the perfect time to take a break.

She opened the trunk using her keys before starting to grab her luggage and shutting the trunk door down as she presses the lock button of her C63. Just as she puts on her headphones and lighting her cigarette, she knocked the door if somebody would able to open it because she had two luggage bags on each hand.

"Hello!! Is anybody in here," Jacqueline began to spoke on who will be opening the door. "Is this the right lodge?? If it doesn't then you could tell me the directions."

A total bummer for Jacqueline if she went to the wrong lodge after 24 hours of non-stop driving, all the way from Las Vegas to this lodge, from the so many gas station stops, occasional eating, and so many setbacks; if she could be a idiot if this could be the wrong lodge.
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[FolKinPunk]

Tyler interacting w Pride jump. and Yaru Takumi98

Big bed, one bed? Snuggles? Pride’s gotten more open with touch over time. Only with him, but that makes him feel special. He’s happy to be with Pride. Someone else came in, not just one, two people now. Or a group. Ooo. Oh, but Pride didn’t want to stay with the group anymore.

He carried him away from the group. Up the stairs that I’m making up and into a hallway. Pretty, he looked at all the doors. Houses were so much fun, so many corridors and doors and space.

“A bathroom? We can open all the doors until we find one with a bathroom then. I don’t mind.” He’s just happy to be here with Pride! “Bathrooms have… cabinets?” Small spaces for him to hide in, any kind of small spaces. : D

Oh, and now there was a scary ugly man. He had scratches on his face, the permanent ones. Tyler has one on his ear. He tilts his head to hide his ear from the ugly man.

“What is a radio?” That’s similar, Vince’rd had them on his ship right? The house looked nothing like a ship. He wouldn’t know. He just glares at the ugly man from over Prides shoulder.

 

[jump.]

He nodded in response to Tyler's question, pulling open the nearest door and poking his head inside. "I believe so?" It had been a long time since he'd seen an actual bathroom. He didn't need to use the toilet, didn't even need to bathe unless he got dirty, which was rare considering he tried his best to avoid dirt. But they usually had a cabinet of sorts, full of medical supplies. At least, the bathroom on Vince'rd's ship had been. "Even if it doesn't, there's a closet, dresser..." A bed too, large in size. It looked comfy.

...No en suite bathroom, however.

Pride closed the door with a weak sigh. "No bathroom." Onto the next room-

Oh. A person. One of the men from before... Had he followed them, or was he merely looking for a room himself? He stilled, tilting his head slightly as Yaru spoke up, lips thinning as he contemplated the others question. Radio... The device used to listen to music and relay news? "I don't think so?" Didn't really know what a radio looked like either. But there was probably one around, right? Humans liked listening to music. It seemed unlikely that there wouldn't be one tucked away somewhere.

He shuffled away from the door awkwardly, fingers drumming absently against Tyler's back. "I don't- We don't really know what a radio looks like." His gaze dropped to the floor, watching his weight shift from one foot to another, idly chewing on his lower lip. "Sorry..."

interacting with FolKinPunk Tyler and Takumi98 Yaru

 

[Takumi98]

Yaru blinked as Tyler asked what a radio was, a bit caught off guard on having to explain it. Is this how his older brother felt when he had to explain it to him back when they were children? He used to call it a talking box, a lot. Admittedly after knowing what it was and what it did he still did it to mess with the older boy at the time.

The mouse child's glare caused him to raise a brow, while not what he expected he supposed it'd make sense for him to be that way towards a stranger, which was smart. He waited for Pride to finish speaking before he answered, scratching the back of his head as the other went to his hip.

"Well, at least where I come from, a radio is usually a box with dials on it, mostly used to listen to music or get news, or a forecast of the weather? There's different sizes and looks nowadays, but they all have the same purpose. I was hoping there was one around so we could know about how long the storm outside might last." He tried to explain, before crossing his arms. He hoped his explanation was efficient enough, cause he didn't have the mental capacity right now to dive deeper into it.

"You don't have to apologize, either. If there's one here someone's bound to find it sooner or later. Until then I guess we'll all just have to wait until morning to see if the storm lets up." He added, keeping his distance with how awkward the young man looked, while also not wanting to invade in his personal space.

He kind of wished Kutik was here, he had an easier time talking with strangers these days than Yaru. Spirits, was he really becoming a tired old man who couldn't even keep a conversation?

Taking a look back into the room he had tried to peek in, his gaze did a sweeping look of the room out of habit for any windows that had been tampered with or any type of threat. The last thing he wanted was to walk in the room and end up attacked by a Spirit or something.

Not only would that be awkward, but it'd make him look like an idiot and put everyone in danger if he wasn't at least semi-alert. He really needed to stop with the midlife crisis every ten minutes, between the odd dream(?) on the bus and now.

"If you want this room you can have it." He offered, a little awkwardly. If there were more people than rooms he'd find somewhere else to sleep. He could sleep practically anywhere at this point, with how much traveling he did.

Interactions: Pride ( jump. ), Tyler ( FolKinPunk )
Mentions: N/A

 

[DovahBeat]

Link smiled kindly and shook his head to decline Jill's offer.

"No thank you. I've got some clothes specially tailored for snow. And I like to keep my hands free in case something happens."

He then turned back to Hartmann, giving him a sympathetic look.
"I understand. Hyrule has been at war for the past 100 years. It's mostly just ruins and a few villages and towns now."

He turned towards the nearest empty room, taking out his shiekah slate to retrieve the Snowquill set.
"Give me just a second to change."

Link returned a few moments later, in a very warm looking set of feathery clothing.
"Let's go."

He opened the door to be met with Jacqueline, to whom he only shrugged at her question. How was he supposed to know if this was her cabin? He wasn't in charge of them nor did he know which one she rented.

He stepped around her and outside, taking out his shiekah slate again and tapping on the screen a few times before aiming it at the ground not far away. He tapped it one more time before putting it away, summoning the Master Cycle where he has been aiming. He hopped on, double checking it still had fuel from the last time he used it, then gestured for Hartmann to climb on behind him.
"You'll have to give me directions, but this will get us there faster."

Interacting with: Specialist Stricken Steel
Mentions: AlexandraRoseLeclerc

 

[Specialist]

Mentions: DovahBeat [OPEN]
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"Oh, okay," Jill said, nodding politely and proceeding to once more tuck the bundle underneath her arm. As she watched Link leave with the German soldier, her gaze once more refocused on the area around her. In truth, she didn't exactly need a room- yet it would most likely be seen as strange by the others if she didn't take one. To those still present in the area, she waited for a lull in the conversation before speaking up again. "I'll go find a spare room to take- I'll be around if anything needs anything." With that, she silently excused herself and proceeded to head down the nearest hallway to an empty room on the right side of the hall. Knocking twice, she paused and awaited a response before turning the handle and stepping inside.

Her eyes immediately flashed the area as an overlay covered the outlines of the objects present within the room; scanning for anything out of the ordinary, or of interest in the current moment. Turning on the light and leaving the door slightly ajar, she set the thermal blanket down neatly on the small bed.

[establish a connection to CyberLife servers.]

 

[AlexandraRoseLeclerc]

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JACQUELINE GREALISH​

Mentions: DovahBeat (Link), Specialist (Jill)

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The street racer rose a eyebrow a for a second but instead, she stepped inside of the lodge. Admiring how beautiful the view was in the window and yet there are a few people inside of the lodge, taking a another puff of smoke. As when it should be all too well for somebody, she sat down on the couch whilst taking her smoking break first before she could unpack her stuff. Talking about someone who likes a smoke, doesn't it? Yet she was the definition of cold-blooded because she had so many moments where she had the coldest moments during races.

With that, she silently excused herself and proceeded to head down the nearest hallway to an empty room on the right side of the hall. Knocking twice, she paused and awaited a response before turning the handle and stepping inside.

Her eyes immediately flashed the area as an overlay covered the outlines of the objects present within the room; scanning for anything out of the ordinary, or of interest in the current moment. Turning on the light and leaving the door slightly ajar, she set the thermal blanket down neatly on the small bed.

Jacqueline first put on her headphones and checked on her cellphone to see if there was wifi in the lodge, but she decides to play some music first instead. She hums to the beat before she is finished her smoking break and looked around the lodge before walking to the nearest hallway at a empty room with a person in the right side of the hall. She may be thinking that she could sleep right next to this woman or it is just a single bed room.

"Is there two beds in this room? Gosh, I would need someone sleeping right next to me," Jacqueline began speaking to the woman. "If there is a another bed, then it's mine..."

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[Specialist]

Interactions: AlexandraRoseLeclerc
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Someone was at the doorway behind her. Jill turned around, stepping aside where another single bed, complete with its own end table and lamp, rested nearest the window. “There’s another bed here, yes. I’m sorry if my presence is an inconvenience.” Jill said, sounding sincere in her tone and appearing to outright disregard the other woman’s disposition. Just then, her holographic display powered up along the top she wore. Nearest her leftmost collarbone was a strange blue triangle-like symbol, with the words ‘RX-300’ emboldened in solid white. Rightmost to that were a smaller font words ‘ANDROID - RX300(PT)’ arranged neatly. She blinked; the world turning a deep blue as she ran a soft bioscan of the woman in front of her. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

 

[FolKinPunk]

Sorry my posts are shorter than everyone's and I feel inferior
Tyler interacting with Pride jump. and Yaru Takumi98

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No, Pride stopped to talk to the ugly man. He huffed and just listened to their interaction–

“Ehe!” He giggles when Pride taps his back with his fingers. That tickles, it’s funny! He squirms back and forth letting the fingers tap all over his back, tail swaying back and forth happily. He forgot all about his grudge on Yaru, and was more curious about this ‘music’ he mentioned.

He sat up more straight, away from the fingers and looked back at Yaru, “The lizard man has a radio-” Since he doesn’t know what a radio is actually, but he heard voices on it, and Kaito spoke into it. That’s what he’d seen Vince’rd do with his radio! “There was a voice on it.” Radio, right? (:

And then Yaru was offering that room to them. He squints and sulks back down in Prides arms. Pride was picking a room, not Yaru. Yaru didn’t know how to just stay on his good side, did he? ):<

 

[FolKinPunk]

Kaito grunted, his ears were ringing. He huffs, curling up more, trying to hide away in his spot on the refrigerator. His thick tail falls down in front of the door, so to open the fridge would be to disturb him.

 

[Stricken Steel]

Tiger 237 "Stefan" and Crew

"But Link! We must be patient, let us see if anyone else wants to come with us." Hartmann spoke nervously and excitedly, his voice breaking. "You must be some sort of enchanted royal knight?" He also added.
He peeked back inside keeping his MP40 at his side. "Hallo everyone! I---uhh, we need all the help we can get! My crew is stuck in the snow, and the vehicle's engine is frozen. We cannot wait much longer!" He shouted.

Mentions: DovahBeat Jellycat and anyone else
(Also possible for AlexandraRoseLeclerc 's Jacqueline could be of help, Since they have experience with automotives.)