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Fantasy The Random Hotel

groans going back to normal and gets up "oww..." she was on her back and she props herself up trying to get up. 'man that was stupid...why did i do that...?'
 
Casey was thouroghly exhausted from the battle, and whirlwinded to her room for a nap and regeneration of her fire (minibars for the win!). She ate, flopped on the bed clothes and all, and quickly fell asleep.
 

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She was breathing really hard. She fell behind quite some distance from her guests' current stand point. Sha'tana's wounded wings sunk back into her shoulder blades. She was on her knees, then suddenly looked up at the sound of Ezekial's voice, "YOU!!" She tackled him down. "You better tell me that you resolved my family issues," her eyes glowed with anger as she stared at Ezekial. "Mr. Serafino, this answer will determine whether you'll receive a punishment or a reward." Sha'tana looked up and saw the newcomer. She quickly stood up and brushed off her shoulders, "Hi, welcome to the hotel." She tried to smile genuinely despite how angry she was at Ezekial, "This. Today, was a temporary thing. Right, Mr. Serafino?"


Appearance:


Human Form & Demon Form

 
"Oh yes, speaking of temporary things, I need someone to pick some glass out of my head, any volunteers?"


He felt the top of his head where he smashed the vials and felt two or tree small shards of glass partially healed into his head.


These shouldn't be too tough too get out, but there's no mirror around so it would be nice if someone could help me out here.
 
"I'll help you," Seven offered. She eyed his offered hand, a bit offput by the gore. She was used to it sure, by why was e bathed in it? And who was this lady mentioning a hotel? "My name is Seven by the way. Seven Todd. And, unfortunately, Phyra too."
 
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Ajax lowered his hand, visibly offended that the newcomer didn't shake his hand or even seem to acknowledge him, he began "Sa-ven, Phyra, whoever. Please just get the glass away from the mushy bits."


He raised his voice in an angry tone, "And I still have no idea what's going on here. I leave for a few days to go on a trip back to my homeland and you literally raise hell without me around? I really need an explanation here, so spit it out Ezikial. I come back hoping to be able to relax, and I come back to slay demons. Not an ideal scenario, even if I got to try out some new toys." He grinned sinisterly.
 
"You are not the only confused one," Seven muttered, annoyed by the short man butchering the pronouncation of her name. She stepped closer and began daintily picking the bits of glass from his hair. How did glass even get there? How should I know?
 
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After she was done Ajax sat down and muttered angry and loudly, "Not a frikin' Gnome, do you see a stupid looking hat on me. I mean seriously..." He went on in that vain for thirty seconds or so. He turned around and gave a cold, "Thanks." Before he began on his way back to his room. He yelled over his shoulder, "Fill me in later, I guess. It's not like I'm going anywhere anytime soon." That new lady is seriously off. I can't place it.
 
Seven pursed her lips as the man suddenly sat and ranted about gnomes and hats. She swore she caught the word "hobbit" in there once.


"Thanks," She heard him say coldly. She dropped tucked her hands into her pockets and nodded as if to say 'no big deal'. Really, she was a bit annoyed by his ungrateful tone. Why I oughta smash more glass on your head ya midget!


She could tell the little man was offput by her presence but it's not like she could help it. It was because she was a Vessel, she unsettled many people. Even other demons.
 
I can't frikin' take it. This is really eating me. Ajax stopped dead in his tracks, turned around and said calmly, "Seven, what are you? This is really eating me that I can't figure out what you are. Something to do with demon, correct? I can smell it on you." He waited there calmly hoping that he didn't just call a stranger a demon without them actually being one, that might offend some people, he figured. He could hear that her heart was beating even more rapidly than before.
 
He can SMELL me? What the f-ck Seven, figure this sh-t out before I have a metaphorical heartattack! Meanwhile, Seven merely raised her brows. She of course then remebered that she was wearing shades, which covered her pure black eyes. Eyes of a full single color was a dead give away that someone was a Vessel. Seven smirked and neatly folded her glasses.


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Well, I am what is called a Vessel. The demon you are smelling is Phyra," Seven explained calmly. Why would you tell them that?! It isn't like they'll kill us, Phy. And even if they tried, I doubt they could take us on.
 
Ajax sighed, disappointed in himself, but then grinned and said, "A vessel, would have never guessed. That's pretty cool, never met a vessel before. Anyway, I'm off for real now, thank you for being honest with us." He grinned wide as he wiped some gore off of his left sleeve. He turned around and saw Luna attempting to stand. He rushed over and laid her down on the floor, "Honey, honey, you shouldn't move, you could be hurt." He wanted to give her a pillow so she wouldn't have her head on the stone, but didn't know what to take off of himself for her to use as a pillow without being a weirdo about it. He sized her up for a moment, trying to be as quick and not awkward as possible. He sighed in relief, "From what I can tell, there are no broken or fractured bones to be found here, but please, don't move until someone checks if any of your organs are ruptured. Goodnight, now." He stood up and walked to his room at a brisk pace.


He immediately threw all of his clothes in a hamper and jumped into a shower to get all of the gook out of his hair and the rest of his person. He shattered a tile with his hand when he applied shampoo to the open wounds on his head. After that he powered through the pain until he was clean. He put on some boxers and immediately fell asleep on his bed upon impact. He forgot his rapier in the bathroom, which is somewhat odd for him.
 

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Caspian crawled out of the water. One hell-of-a workout he had there in the water. He felt the attack of the demons would never end. He waited a few minutes, so that he could get his legs back. His fin was bleeding. He wasn't sure how he was going to transition while wounded. Some time has passed already. It doesn't look like he'll be getting his legs back until his fin heals. Well, that's great... he said as he crawled to the hotel. This must look strange... He then saw a few injured guests on the floor. Well, at least he's not the only one. He continued crawling until he saw a girl with pitch black eyes. A bit hesitantly he said, "You-your not one of the bad guys, right?" He sat on his bum, ready to crawl in the opposite direction if needed. His fleshy wound on his fin was exposed. It seeped some blood still, but was clogged mostly by sand. The wound was located slightly above where his human knees would be.


 
"Hm?" Seven looked down as she heard a boy's voice calling her attention. Is that a fish? I think that's a fish. Pffft, fish out of water!


Seven ignored Phyra and crouched down, spotting his wounded leg.


"The bad guy? I am a demon, but I will not hurt you," She said calmly, hoping to calm his worried looks. She may hate people but she could sympathize with the wounded.
 

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Caspian sighed in relief, "Oh, cool." His eyes shifted from side to side. Nope, no more demons... he spotted Sha'tana from afar speaking to Ezekial. He didn't like the woman, never will. Apparently, she's a cheating tramp. First, she's with one man then she's with this other man... What a wh*re. His evil glare faded when he looked back at the black eyed female. "Well, I know this looks strange... I do have legs, ya know?" he tried explaining, "Usually, my fin would morph into my legs when I'm out of water..." he gave her a strained look, "This wound of mine won't let me change back." He looked at the pool. I guess I'll go there... he began crawling backwards towards the pool. "Might as well stay in the water... I hope waiters serve from the pool..."


 
"Oh... Okay," She said awkwardly in reply. She didn't know how to respond to that, so she just followed him towards the pool. "Would you like some assistance? Or perhaps for me to heal your wound so you may change?"
 

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He looked away shyly. He was trying his best not to make the situation more awkward, but he failed miserably. Caspian stopped in the midst of his crawling then arched his brow, "Demons can heal?" Sure, he has heard many things about demons, but healing was definitely not one of them. Perhaps, she was half-demon and half-angel. Caspian analyzed her. Well, she certainly has a body... whether its angelic or demonic... Caspian simply couldn't decided.


 
"Some can, yes. See, I'm not a full demon but a Vessel. My demon, Phyra, have powers that her own and I humanized some of them," Seven explained casually. This fish boy was actually kind of adorable, in a little-brother kind of way.
 

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Caspian sat staring at her now. First, she says she could heal. Then she elaborates on how she's acquired her healing ability. Now, it was just a staring contest. He cleared his throat. Does he really have to beg?


 
Seven smirked at the boy, awaiting for him to ask for help. She wasn't going to just heal him without having some fun messing with him. How evil of you. Hypocrite.
 

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Caspian looked at her wide-eyed, "Okay." With fake Tony Montana's accent, he then said, "I see how it is." He nodded his head slowly as he contemplated how to win this war they just started. "Well," he began speaking in an exaggerated manner, "I guess I'll be CRAWLING my way to the pool..." he emphasized on the word 'crawling.' As he crawled away very slowly, he looked back at her from the corner of his eye. Maybe.. she might fall for this... he thought.


 
Ezekiel sighed. Even though Sha'tana tackled him, he didn't mind it. As Sha'tana moved away, Ezekiel stood up and turned to face the rest. "Alright." He threw the cigarette stub away. "Portals to heaven, hell or purgatory works very differently than anything else. If you use such portal, you don't know where you are going to be placed. Believe me, it's not a good thing at all. Now what I did was a greater gateway I focused my thoughts on Baal, because I knew he had something that I could use to stop Sha'tanas family from visiting." Ezekiel paced back and forth in on the beach continuing his explanation. "The gateway would take me close to my destination, and it did. I appeared in the Forger of War's domain.. Him that is also know as Azazel. He was the angel that fell with Lucifer, he was the one who created war among men, thaught humanity how to make weapons in the ancient times. Believe me I was surprised by this, and it was only too late that I understood why I was transported there."


Ezekiel created a blue flame in the air, he stood still and watched the flame. "Baal was dead. Abaddon had killed him. Again, i did not expect it. As I made my way to the center of the Forge masters domain, his smithy. I finally understood, Baals corpse was there used to create the lesser demons we destroyed. His powers used to create hellfire weaponry.. But this time I was lucky. Azazel had not finished removing Baal's putrid corpse, so I got what i needed." the flame mimicked the form of a heart. "His heart, While Baal's physical body was killed, his spirit still lingered. Without a blink I summoned him, which I shouldn't.. He tricked me." The flame changed it's form into a board with chess pieces. "We played a game basically.. If I won, I would have full access to his powers for just enough time to surround Eden with a warding aura. If I lost..." Ezekiel trailed off, staring at the blue fire burning.


He blinked and looked around and sighed. "It doesn't matter about losing. I won anyway.. But he had tricked me, Azazel was away but he could feel that Baal's powers where within his domain.. So what do the smith of hell do when intruders appear? He calls the general of hells forces. Azazel knew of course that it would take too much time for Abaddon to actually group the legions of hell in such short time. So he did what he could, and sent Baal's own minion, Asmoday who was now under Azazel's command. With all the lesser demons created by Baals corpse.. In that short amount of time I made the barrier.. Luckily.. But I did not have time to actually return to the gateway I made. That is another different thing about gateways and portals.. Gateways have to be destroyed completely.. Portals close after some time or after a certain amount have walked through.. I fled by creating a portal.. Which is why I appeared completely elsewhere near the hotel."


Ezekiel snuffed the flame. "I wont say that Lucy will forget this. But he wont try and attack us.. I'm sure of it.." Ezekiel chuckled and looked at everyone. "Maybe..."


He grinned before taking another cigarette and lit it with a small blue fire.


"And nobody died, that is the best part right?"
 
Narissa stepped out of the shower and yawned deeply. Perhaps staying up so late was not such a good idea She thought to herself. She sighed deeply and pulled on her cloths.Maybe some coffee will help she thought hopefully to her self as she picked up the map of the hotel. "Let's see here... Ahhh there we go! A restaurant! She exclaimed with great excitement and pride at having found it on the map. Narissa has always been terrible at reading maps to the point she went around that she ended up walking past the exact place she had been looking for for the past five hours while she was visiting a rather large city. So the fact she had managed to locate the restaurant was of phenomenal success to Narissa. Narissa threw her hair up in a bun slipped her shoes on and ran out the door locking the door behind her and key in hand.





Hmm i'll take the lift today.... She decided to herself. In one swift movement she gracefully boarded the lift and punched in the correct number to reach the ground floor in hope of a restaurant being nearby. The lift spung to life and startedclimbing down in a somewhat jerky manner. Narissa gripped the rail in the lift at feeling great discomfort at the sudden movement of the lift. Riding lifts always made her a bit nauseous so as a result she would typically take the stairs. Oh gees it's been forever since i last road one of these things i had forgotten....A shrill ding went off notifying her she had reach the ground floor and The doors suddenly open. Narissa stumbled out of the lift with shaky balance. She grasped onto a nearby plant to prevent meeting the floor face first. As fond of the floor she was she did not humor the idea of meeting the floor personally.


Hmmm...Seems to be the front of the hotel.Concluded Narissa upon viewing Gu's desk."Well, i'm not going to find any place to drink coffee if i don't ask for some directions soon...." She took some uneven steps towards Gu and quickly maintained her balance. After approaching his desk she open her mouth to speak but before she could even ask her question Gu had pointed her in a direction and said in an even tone You can find the restaurant that way... Oh...uh..Thanks! Stammered out Narissa with a slightly confused expression painted across her face. Maybe he just heard me taking to my self... She decided upon this as it seemed the most logical. She HAD been talking to herself about finding a restaurant just feet away from his desk. Satifyed upon this conclusion she notice a tiny restaurant type thing and a robot with the number 22 shining brightly on its body. The robot maid seemed to be working the place.Huh, well THAT is certainly unique.Robot maids!..She thought slightly amused by this. She quickly located a booth tucked into a dark corner and sat down. Uh, Hey 22! She spoke aloud enough just so the robot could hear her and waved her over. There she placed her order for some toast and coffee....Black just how she liked it.


 
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Sky stopped playing abruptly and decided to go to the restaurant. Out in the hallway, a girl had just entered the elevator and was going to the ground floor. I'll take the stairs, she thought with a shrug. It didn't take long for her to jog down to the lobby and she quickly walked into the restaurant. The girl she had seen earlier was in one of the corners, in a booth. Sky smiled and waved at her then sat down at a two person table near a window. She admired the scenery as she waited for her steak, eggs, and coffee.
 
Narissa sat at the booth waiting on her coffee. She started to examine the tables Nothing to out of the ordinary. Red elegant looking tables to match the same appeal as the rest of the hotel. They had black line running along the sides of the table. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed some movement, she looked over and saw a girl waving. Must be another guest here ... She thought to her self as she waved back politely back to the girl.


Robot maid 22 came up with a plate of toast and a cup of coffee.
Sorry for the wait, here is your food please enjoy. 22 said to her in a surprisingly smooth tone for a robot. Remarkable! These robots seem to be quite advanced. She thought in speculation. No problem, thank you The robot sat the plate and cup in front of her and went back to the kitchen to prepare the next meal. Narissa started to examine the coffee. Hmmm not bad! Narissa was extremely particular about her coffee so it was not often she could find a place other then her house to prepare coffee to her liking. It was the same shade as the midnight sky and had a strong smell. It tasted of pure heavenly coffee. This place continues to surprise me. She thought to herself with a amused look on her face. Narissa pick up the cup, sat back and enjoyed the coffee little by little. Enjoying the warmth flooding throughout her body.
 

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