Welcome to the NOT hotel California. [Complete!]

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Character(s): Misha, Danny
Content: After meeting at Vanaheim, the Angel and the Ghost go to find a place to stay before looking for the mysterious Timon.
Setting: Actua Are f3
Time: Noonish
Warnings: Nothing as of yet.



The hotel was really something. It was lavish and decorative, full of paintings and pretty indoor plants. It was once Danny had walked up to the front desk did he realize he forgot one very important thing.

He had absolutly NO money.

It suddenly occured to him that there was no way that he wasn't sleeping in a box outside tonight. He looked at Misha who was standing beside him. He wondered for a moment if she had any money. Then he mentally slapped himself for thinking he was gonna make a girl pay his way in. That was seriously not cool.

He dug his hands around in his pocket for any spare change. All he found was a rumpled aqua hair ribbon and a note. He looked at it hard for a moment and put it back in his pocket. He let out a sigh.

Well... maybe the box will be comfortable?

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"Look'su, Danny-kun," she said happily, plucking a shining flower from one of the plants and putting it in her hair, so that it looked like one of the little stuffed bunnies was holding it.

"Do you like it'su?"

She walked up to the front desk and beamed at the man behind the counter. "Hello'su!" she chirped. "May we have a room'su, please?"

The man, who looked identical to all the other blonde-haired, blue-eyed people walking around outside, merely looked at her. "Reservation?" he inquired.

"Umm... no'su?" the angel answered. She'd never gotten a hotel room before.

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Danny mentally sighed. She didn't have any money either it looked. Well, this was gonna be fun. He went over a few plans in his head. He scrapped the slipping idea, as the floor was perfectly dry. He thought for a moment he could just demand they HAD a reservation and then blame the staff for loosing it. He knew that the clerks often HATED their managers.

No, that wouldn't work either. Misha had already told them she didn't have one.

Suddenly he wanted to hit himself. Ghost Powers, duh....

He looked around the room for a place he could vanish in. He could just posess the clerk and give them a room that way. He wasn't going to tell Misha about his powers, even if she had told him her ...angel thing. He had only just met her, and the last time people found out, they got killed.

"Um, I've gotta use the bathroom." He said suddenly.

The clerk gave him a look and pointed. Danny nodded and ran off.