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Welcome to the NOT hotel California. [Complete!]
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?
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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The moment he was within inches of his bad he dropped. He didn't even bother with the covers. He hugged on of the pillows that his head rested on and clenched his eyes shut.
This had been far to much for him to deal with in one day. His parents were dead, he friends were dead, all to his doing. He was lost in a foriegn city, with no inkling as to how he got there. The only consolation, was the girl he had met here, who's hankerchief he still held in his pants pocket, next to his sisters hair ribbon.
He felt like crying again, and was sure a tear leaked out and fell down his cheek before exaustion completly won, and he fell asleep.