welcome, new visitors

[modconcierge]

There isn't much fanfare for the new crop of visitors who have come in this month, but what they encounter is quite wondrous. Is it a cruise ship? Is it a hotel? Is it a tiny planet? No one can give them a straight answer, but all are encouraged to take part in the buffet, where visitors may find an assortment of foods both familiar and unfamiliar to them. There is an open mic night happening in one of the lounges on site, featuring staff and visitor performances. Or there are a handful of shops to browse if you're amenable to trading.

Visitors will find that the Hotel Multiverse at the Edge of the Cosmos between Canons (its official name) is very much alive beyond the bustling crowd. In fact, it might just be listening to you and anticipating your needs.

As for the rest? Well, that's up to you. You may as well socialize, right?

Comments

[deuteronomy]

[ She tilts her head for a moment before accepting the offered seat. Deuteronomy hops up and sits tall next to him and raises a paw to push her hair out of her eyes in a practiced human gesture. ]

I know about some hippies that went off and lived in the woods where they didn't use money either, but I don't think it turned out as well for them as it seems t'have for you. What's your name?

[ She offers a paw. Her wrist is held together with haphazard staples, and her claws are painted. ]

[negativechill]

Heard stories about those. Yeah, not quite the same deal.

[ i'm gonna assume her claws are purple because that's the color they are on her ref sheet LET ME KNOW IF SHE HAS THEM PAINTED ANOTHER COLOR. he takes the paw for a shake, the manner of it of shaking hands with an equal as opposed to 'shaking paws with a dog' or anything. this guy's got diplomatic chops, he's good at his job. ]

Cute polish, I'm Jim Kirk. What's your name?

[deuteronomy]

[ Jim is winning ALL the points in Deuteronomy's favor for not treating her like a dog. ]

Aw, thank ya, my pain in the ass charge painted 'em for me. Funny enough, his name's Jim too. Call me Deuteronomy. I know it's a mouthful, but I also don't care, heh heh!

[ A cheeky grin. Her purple-grey tongue lolls out as she laughs. ]

[negativechill]

Mouthful nothing, I don't have to struggle with my translator to figure out how to pronounce it without pissing anybody off so I'm having a great time.

[ he smiles, draining the rest of his glass and motioning for the server so he can order another drink. ]

Can I order you a drink or something?

[deuteronomy]

A drink! You're more of an old dog than I am!

[ She flutters her lashes at him but quickly breaks character to laugh. ]

Sure, thank ya. JW is poking his nose around here somewhere, but I don't think he'll die if I'm not babysitting him for just a few hours.

Where are you from, Jim? Or, I guess I oughtta ask you when.

[negativechill]

Me? I'm a gentleman, don't tell anybody.

[ a beat. ]

As long as I'm not pulling you away from watching over a literal child, we're good.

[ drink ordering happens in this interim period, probably. ]

Earth, first question. 2264, second question. How about you?

[deuteronomy]

Oh, naw, he's...

[ Squint. How old was JW? She can't remember ever asking. He could drive, not that it would have stopped him.]

...old enough. We're from, oh, 2009? I took a big nap and sometimes I wake up and think it's still 1974. What do you do, Jim? You're takin' a place like this awful well. The first time I fell out of the world, I damn near fell apart! Literally!