Crown Plaza IC

She's gone. My best friend is gone.

There are so many dead people just wandering around here with the living. The force feels Is the whole planet like this?

Erica is gone. I came back to my room and she wasn't there and neither was her stuff.

I went back to my room. It was empty. Erik is gone.

I feel sick.

What the shock? Where are we now?

I finally read Lost Horizon. I cried at the end. I have never read a book that made me cry. I would love to live in a place like Shangri-La. The winter in the Himalayas sounds like those around Castle Black.

Maria and George what a love story. Does anyone have any suggestions on books to read that are similar to Lost Horizon that is in our library?

It's strange how much touching something from home can make you feel. I never thought I'd see my guitar again, but here it is. I apologise in advance for the terrible music.

Enzo
You can resume the lessons now.

Well, the coffee hasn't killed me yet.

I think that's a good sign. Though with this place, I'm not entirely certain about that.

Who: erik & daenerys
Where: their room
When: current
What: talks
Status: ongoing
Warnings: none

( Reach out for what remains at hand/So shall it cease at my command )

Who: Daenerys and Aziraphale
What: Meeting
Where: Library
When: Late Afternoon the 24th
Status: Closed and Ongoing
Warnings: None

Even though her arm was still hurting, Daenerys was excited over her three dragon eggs. She got them, so in her mind, they should hatch. Since Drogon's arrival, she'd played the different scenarios having a large dragon would entail. Of course, he wouldn't be massive when he was born, but he would grow. She vacillated back and forth about the pros and cons of his hatching. Now she had all three. They would be three times the trouble. Deciding not to think about it now, shaking her head to remove the cobwebs of doubt she was on a mission. At this moment she was the happiest she'd ever been. Khalessi wasn't going to let the seeds of doubt dampen her mood.

Wearing one of the dresses she'd cut off for running, she decided to go to the library to pick out books on dragons to understand the concerns of the others. It didn't take her long to get to the room of knowledge, as she called it. She'd taken a pain pill before she left her room. It was finally kicking in. Breathing a sigh of relief, she opened the door. It had an otherworldly creak as she opened it.

As soon as she got there, she knew something was different. First of all her ghostly friend wasn't there to greet her. Something was off about the place. Hearing some noise, she went over to check out the stack where the sound was born.

A white-haired man, a rather genial looking man stood there. "Oh, hello," she said greeting him. Purple eyes scanned him to see if he were friend or foe.

Who: Daenerys and Open (Multiple threads welcome.)
What: Finding the last egg
Where: Her room, then the Laundry Room
When: Early Afternooon
Status: Open and ongoing
Warnings: TBD

Daenerys was still on pain medication for her arm. Rolling over on it, she turned awkwardly making her arm hurt. She'd slept in because of the meds. She was having a nightmare about her brother, Viserys. He was cruel and manipulative. He might be dead in the living world, but in the nightmare realm, he was very much alive.

Making herself get up, soft footfalls hit the ground echoing her direction to the bathroom. Flipping on the light, a thing she was still in awe over, purple eyes widened in excitement. In the sink was the last of the three dragon eggs, a pale creme one. This one was streaked with gold and bronze. He would have creme and gold-colored scales belonged to Viserion, the third of her three children.

The other two eggs were covered in Erik's bed, she simply added this one to the other two.

Dany was filled with excitement. She wanted to tell Erik first, but he wasn't in the room. Going out to find him to tell him, she had an idea. One of the laundry baskets would be the perfect size for all three large eggs.

Humming an old song of her people, she took the stairs down to the bottom levels. She was in the Laundry room, gathering towels and checking out the baskets.

This afternoon I came in and found a deep green egg, with burnished bronze flecks on my nightstand. Rhaegal has jade-green scales and wings with bronze eyes. I can not believe I have my second dragon egg.

Maybe tomorrow I will have the third. Thankyou to whomever and whatever brought them to me.

I slept well, I've gotten use to the cast on my arm. If Erik hadn't been there I surely would have died. Just another reason to like him.

I slept well in Erik's arms.

Groggy when I woke up, I noticed pressure against my feet. To my joy, there was a large dragon egg, it's tiny scales shimmered in the sunlight from the window. I had no doubts, it is my beloved Drogon's egg. It is a black egg with scarlet ripples and swirls. Grown, his scales ad teeth are black, while his horns, spinal plates, and eyes are red.

I woke up Eric with my joy. It may just be an egg, eggs hatch.

I think it must have been the ghost in the library. That ghost is kind to me. Regardless, I am thankful to whatever brought Drogon here.

Who: Christian Ozera and Open to whoever wants to watch him try to set a ghost on fire, multiples welcome
Where: The Hotel ballroom
When: Tonight
What: Christian is doing an experiment
Status: Open, Incomplete
Warnings: Let's be real - violence due to the nature of his experiment

( Dinner in one room, fire in the other )

Thought I'd let everyone know - if you're one of those worried about me and my fire, you might want to steer clear of the ballroom for the next hour or so. I'm going to be using it for an experiment with one of the ghosts. Or maybe on one of them would be better.

To make it up to anybody who might actually use that room - there's food in the dining room. Roast, potatoes, vegetables, and a pie. Help yourselves to it.

Who: Daenerys and Eric
When: Backdated to 9/10 morning
:Where: Wonderland
What: Exploring
Status: Closed and Ongoing
Warning: TBD

( Something Wicked This Way Comes )

I like the woods. I don't know what maybe 75-80% of the plants and animals are that are in the woods (I borrowed a book from the library that explains these things and I'm still working through it), but I like it. It's very different from the museum displays I've seen.

Who: Daenerys and Dyson
What: Running for fun
Where: The Lobby, then outside
When: Morning of 9/13
Status: Closed/ongoing
Warnings: TBD - possibility of flirting

Daenerys found the idea of running for fun, hard to believe. Daenerys ran a lot in her young life, it was a different kind of running the kind where you ran for your life. Excited to try this, she was ready thirty minutes early, where she made her way to the lobby to wait on Dyson.

Lucky, all of her experiences at the Hotel had been positive. She played with the idea of going to the library. She knew she would become enthralled with the books the ghost picked out for her. Instead went to look out the window, still driven by the idea that Drogon would appear. Instead, she plopped down in what she thought was the most comfortable chair there.

She allowed herself the opportunity to daydream about Drogon. Out in the heights, the wind blowing in the air, she gripped the massive dragon feeling powerful and free.

Uprooted from her daydream, Daenerys heard something, bringing her back to reality. In a moment she saw Dyson walking toward her. He would tower over her as everyone else did. The petite blonde stood up and smiled.

I am going stir crazy in this place, man. I need to run....

[Private to any other werewolves out there]

Is this driving anyone else crazy? Being stuck indoors, I mean.

How does this thing work?