Fantasy The Random Hotel

[Cuddly Kraken]

I'm hungry. I'm not surprised. Let's go hunt for something to eat. I'm not hungry. And if we leave the hotel, we cannot return easily. Fine, let's buy some food then. I just said, I'm not hungry. You suck. Can't we go burn then? ... Fine. But, we're going to the room and standing under the shower so we don't set anything on fire. Seven downed her drink in seconds and stood, sliding the bartender what's-his-face the empty glass. She left the room, cracking her knuckles as she went. Steam curled from her skin as Phyra began loosing her patience. Seven sighed with aggrivation and headed past the lobby. On her way, she spotted a worried looking woman... That was part horse. Phyra began snickering about horse jokes, as Seven tried to hide her stare. Well, at least her shades kinda helped to hide her black gaze.

 

[elliphant]

Elizabeth Katz


I stomp my hoof in frustration, then I rear, turning on my back hooves with a cry. Then I see her. A woman.


I land with a soft thump on the wood. "I'm sorry...." I start bashfully,


"I-just-got-so-frustrated-and-then-I reared-and-then-you-were-there-and...I'm sorry." I close my mouth from


my rambling and back up a few steps. The woman was wearing shades,


but I wish I could see her eyes. I open my mouth to speak again, and then close it quickly again. What was


I going to say? "I...um...could you point me in the direction of the lift?" I


ask softly, looking down at my hooves. How embarrassing....I can't even find the lift!

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[Cuddly Kraken]

Seven blinked slowly, tilting her head, curious. A centaur... Pretty! Seven ignored Phyra and cleared her throat as the centaur woman started to talk quickly. Something about apologizing and frustration. Oh, okay, she's apologizing to me. Why? Huh.


"Could you point me in the direction of the lift?" She asked.


"Oh, sure, not a problem. I'm not sure where it is myself, but two heads are better than one," Seven said quickly, shaking her head to rid herself of thought. She's hot, and that's coming from a fire demon. Phyra! Be quiet. That is so improper.


"I'm Seven, and I'm Phyra!" they said. Their contrasting accents, French then Texan, was cringe worthy to Seven but she hid it to find the lift.

 

[elliphant]

Elizabeth Katz


Two heads? I frown softly. "Elizabeth. Elizabeth Katz. I'm terribly sorry, but um...two...heads?" I ask


in my own English accent, confused. I don't see two heads, yet, she does seem


to be having a conversation with herself, and she introduced herself as two, in two different accents.


I tilt back on my back heels, leaning backward. I'm tired from the day, and I so


badly want nothing more than a stall to rest my hooves in. I had been told that accommodations would


be met for me, and I was grateful of it. How long had it been since I was allowed


to stay somewhere? It was hard to hide the horse's body attached to me. In fact, is was an impossible


task. How long had it been since I talked to someone, in a normal conversation?

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[Cuddly Kraken]

"Two heads?" Seven repeated, lifting her brow. Do people really not grasp the concept of what a Vessel is? Does anyone even know what that means? Cause Sugar Cakes, it doesn't seem like it. Why do I even bother with non-Vessels? Oh yeah, I'm the ony one left. Seven removed her glasses to look the centaur, Elizabeth, in the eye. "Does it look like I have two heads? I'm a Vessel, I share my body with a demon. Hence the horrid Texan accent that spewed the name Phyra."

 

[elliphant]

Elizabeth Katz


"Oh! I see now. That makes much more sense. I've heard of...vessels before. I actually...saw...never mind."


I shake my head of the terrible memory. I just hope what I saw didn't happen


to this poor girl. I look down into her dark eyes with my own bright ones. Unfortunatly, I was much taller


than everybody else with the add-on. There were just so many things that kept


me from normal. Too many things. "Thank you for talking to me....I don't remember the last...well...normal


conversation I had." I laugh softly to myself. "Not that I could really call this


normal." I smile.

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[Cuddly Kraken]

Seven blinked for a moment, processing both her own and Phyra's added confusion. She isn't disgusted or afraid? But... What? Honey, you're staring. Shut up, I'm confused.


"Yeah... Normal... Thats not really me... You... Have heard of Vessels?How... How old are you, if you don't mind me asking?"

 

[elliphant]

Elizabeth Katz


I frown. I did mind...I decide to tell her anyway. She's been nice so far, and being offended would not


exactly...grow our friendship. "I'm seventeen, thank you," I say a little too sharply.


I move my mouth open a bit, then shut it quickly. "I mean...I'm seventeen. How old are you?" I try to


say lightly, but it comes out suspicious. "Oh my goodness..." I sigh, "if you haven't


noticed, my social skills aren't exactly...up to date," I confess. Let's see...my last interaction was...the


freak show. That was a time in my life that I'm not exactly proud of.

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[Cuddly Kraken]

"Seventeen..." Seven repeated, sounding disappointed. Too young to have known any of them... 17 years on the nose, that's when he was killed... Baby Doll, your glasses... Thanks, right. Seven replaced her glasses quickly, hoping to hide the tears that were forming in her eyes.


"My body is... About 18-20, I can't remember. And- I am very, very old, darling. And don't you worry about your social skills, you're fine! Seven here is the antisocial hermit. Thanks, Phyra," Seven (and Phyra) said.

 

[elliphant]

Elizabeth Katz


My eyes widen and my lips curl in amusement as the two-one-no, two...whatever, as they talk. In was


as if they were two parts of the same mind...except, they were. I shake my head softly.


"So..." I interupt the silence that had formed, "are we going to find the lift?" I smile. I hope I did not


sound like I wanted away from them. I actually liked their company very much, but


I'm just...so tired. I can barely stand on four hooves I'm so tired...and frankly, I don't think I even


remember the last time I slept. "And, if I may ask...how long are you staying here?


I enjoy your company much, and I would love to have the pleasure of talking again tomorrow, once I've


rested." I can only hope I don't sound like a freaky stalker...

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[Cuddly Kraken]

She enjoys my company? She wants to talk again? Holy crap, Phyra, did we hit our head on something? Nah, I heard it too. She, surprisingly, doesn't find you an -sshole... I want her accent... Forget her accent! She doesn't hate us! That's... Not common, at all!


"I don't know how long I'm staying, actually, but not for awhile. I dont really know how to get back home, so, I'm sort of stranded here," Seven explained, trying and failing to hide her giddy excitement at the thought of having a friend. "and the lift should be down this hall. Sorry, I said I'd take you there and then I completely threw us of topic."

 

[elliphant]

(I'm truly trying not to fall out of the chair laughing reading those two talk! Or...mind speak... ^.^ They're hilarious!)

Elizabeth Katz


I sigh with relief. "That's absolutely fine. I would have never gotten the chance to talk to you if you had


just showed me the lift. Most people don't want to talk to a seventeen year old freak


unless they want me in a freak show, or would like to harrass me. You're....different. You care, which is


more than I can say for most the people I've met in my life. Not- that I want to sound


like a miserable little girl that needs to be pittied. I'm not." I correct. It was the one thing I hated more


than rudeness. Being pitied. I shake my head and stomp a hoof.

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[Cuddly Kraken]

"oh trust me, I know the feeling. Though, I wouldn't want to mess with you. Because you seem much wiser than just 17," Seven said, smiling slightly. Girl, you sure you're straight? I never said I was, but no. Just... No. Why not? The Lizzy chick is hot. You are so... Just shut up! You are so improper! I just met her, you moron. Go away. I wish I could, thing is, I'm kinda stuck with you. I hate you so much. Seven groaned quietly and rubbed her temples.

 

[ActionPony]

Ezekiel fished the amulet out of his pocket. "Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Because if something is to happen to you, the blade will help you if you need to fight. You don't look like a warrior to me. Trust me, I can see those things. You look like you could barely tell a blade from a banana."

 

[elliphant]

Elizabeth Katz


I smile politely, and walk with the two to the lift. If only she knew....I had seen things that made me mature. I have had things done to me that could not be reversed. These things made me grow up. I had no choice, though I wish I did. If I could, I'd go back to being a young filly, prancing in the fields by my dam. Those were the days... I look to the lift and hope to God that it will carry all 1,350 pounds of me. Seeing as the hotel had provided everything else, though, I couldn't imagine why it wouldn't. So, I gingerly reach down and press the button that called for the lift to come from wherever it was. I wait, so long that I might believe that it was out of order, but eventually the doors open. I smile and get in. The lift moans under my weight, but I do not go crashing through, like I thought I would.

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[Dapper Bunny]

Ezekiel placed a palm to his face. "Yeah.. I am not a warrior.. I don't use weapons. But I know which end to point a friggin sword. I've used weapons, swords, knifes, pistols, rifles. Sheesh.. Living as long as I have you get to use pretty much anything. But I don't do that anymore. Sigils have been a incredible powerful weapon and shield. Nobody can take sigils away from you once you learn them." He tilted his head again. "Because if something is to happen to me? Lass, thing's always happen to me.. I'm practically a danger-magnet. "

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

Seven shifted awkwardly as Elizabeth called the lift an then stepped in cautiously. She seemed relieved for some reason. Probably though she'd be too heavy for the lift. Horses are pretty freaking hefty y'know. hmm...


"So, I'll see you tomorrow then?" Secen asked awkwardly.


Is that a weird thing to ask? Do I sound too clingy? Phyra, we're both so socially awkward, what do I do?

 

[ActionPony]

Ezekiel placed a palm to his face. "Yeah.. I am not a warrior.. I don't use weapons. But I know which end to point a friggin sword. I've used weapons, swords, knifes, pistols, rifles. Sheesh.. Living as long as I have you get to use pretty much anything. But I don't do that anymore. Sigils have been a incredible powerful weapon and shield. Nobody can take sigils away from you once you learn them." He tilted his head again. "Because if something is to happen to me? Lass, thing's always happen to me.. I'm practically a danger-magnet. "

"Please, join the club. I believe that there are people here who are magnets to weirdness just as much as you."

 

[Dapper Bunny]

"There's a club for trouble magnets? Huh.. So do they hold a meeting to bring apocalypse to the world atleast once a year? Where do I sign?" Ezekiel grinned. For a short while he looked quite happy, his face suddenly turned serious. "So.. How are you holding up with the trapping circle? Unless I havn't noticed it beneath me.. "

 

[ActionPony]

"There's a club for trouble magnets? Huh.. So do they hold a meeting to bring apocalypse to the world at least once a year? Where do I sign?" Ezekiel grinned. For a short while he looked quite happy, his face suddenly turned serious. "So.. How are you holding up with the trapping circle? Unless I havn't noticed it beneath me.. "

Artemis told him: "The circle is going fine, it's just slow, and there are actually several clubs. Most of them consist of hunters. I'm a member of one."

 

[Dapper Bunny]

Ezekiel kept staring on Artemis. "Oh? People who go out and hunt other beings? Huh.. Like witch hunters during a Witch-hunt.. Although more organized and well... Less intent on just burning witches.. So why are you telling me this Artemis? I would've guessed you were sort of hunter or warrior with all of these weapons you carry around."

 

[ActionPony]

Ezekiel kept staring on Artemis. "Oh? People who go out and hunt other beings? Huh.. Like witch hunters during a Witch-hunt.. Although more organized and well... Less intent on just burning witches.. So why are you telling me this Artemis? I would've guessed you were sort of hunter or warrior with all of these weapons you carry around."

"Because it was pertinent information. I am indeed a hunter, and no, I have never burned a witch in my life."

 

[LuckynLiving]

Abigail walked wearily into the hotel. She couldn't keep her knees from shaking, all she wanted to do was find a place to sleep and forget what she had witnessed the other day. They might still be after me. She reminded herself. This is no time to let your guard down... But even as she thought it she couldn't hide the yawn that came on. Abby made her way to the receptionist desk, squinting at the name tag the man wore. Gu?


She quietly asked for a room, and to her it seemed to take a while before the man answered yes. She was given a sheet to sign in on, and she hoped her messy scribbles looked enough like a name. She took the key Gu gave her and thanked him before trying to figure out where to go. Upstairs? She looked up at the some-odd flights with a pained face. More walking.

 

[Dapper Bunny]

"Well... I didn't think so.. Witch-hunting were in the 1480-ish something to around the early 18-century.... So you said there were several *clubs* Or clans as some would rather call them.. And you were in one? Is there a difference between the clans? What made you join in one and not another, unless you were born into it of course.." Ezekiel had scribbled small sigils on the different tools in the room. He moved over and settled down on Artemis's bed. "A hunter... Well I knew you had a sort of dangerous life... So what do you hunt?"

 

[ActionPony]

"Well... I didn't think so.. Witch-hunting were in the 1480-ish something to around the early 18-century.... So you said there were several *clubs* Or clans as some would rather call them.. And you were in one? Is there a difference between the clans? What made you join in one and not another, unless you were born into it of course.." Ezekiel had scribbled small sigils on the different tools in the room. He moved over and settled down on Artemis's bed. "A hunter... Well I knew you had a sort of dangerous life... So what do you hunt?"

"I was born into mine. Different hunting groups have different views on what to hunt. And I hunt monsters. Supernatural dangers to humanity. Yes, that has included some witches, but I didn't burn them. And it doesn't include all witches. The ones that I hunted... I threw up when I first learned just what they did. Killing children for flight was only a part of it."


And yes, Artemis was telling the truth. The witches flew using a flight ointment, of which one ingredient was the rendered fat of an unbaptized child. Fat could, of course, be safely removed via Liposuction, as indeed more conscientious witches did. But not these ones, and hunters had been sent in.