Crown Plaza IC

I'm certainly not complaining about the sudden solitude in my room, but it is quite strange not having a roommate, anymore. I was with Castiel.

To whomever left these cakes, I appreciate the gift but I'm afraid I can't eat them. Would anybody else like them? The cookies are still warm and the ice cream is still cold. Impressive magic, honestly.

There are some times I wish a good bit of my blood wasn't six-thousand years old...
After that horrid week with the bugs, I'm quite glad for it being so powerful.

I don't know what I would have done without my powers.

[After sundown]

Dear God... help us.

[ Posted tonight, just shortly before sundown ]

What the fuck is this? Where's the hotel?
I woke up in an abandoned building and I know there's nothing like this on the hotel grounds.

I quite enjoyed watching everyone's pets on New Year's Eve. If anyone would like their pet to be watched over again, feel free to ask me.

Bonne année, mes amis.
This place got quite festive on the new year's eve, didn't it?

I can't do anything with this champagne, if anybody wants another bottle.

I don't believe it...
Nicki's violin is here... I haven't seen it in so long.

My thumb-claw ring and one of my poet blouses showed up.
It was in that box I had under the tree... the one with the until-now indestructible wrapping.

I keep hearing a remarkably slow heartbeat.
Yet, I can't smell death or any decay.

|[ WHO ]| : Lestat + OTA
|[ WHERE ]| : The mall
|[ WHEN ]| : In the evening, near sundown.
|[ WHAT ]| : Exploring.
|[ RATING ]| : TBD
|[ STATUS ]| : Open to all.

( Read more... )

Louis, mon amour, come and see the mall with me, won't you?
There's a Barnes and Noble... think of all the books you can buy!

The ballroom has a lovely grand piano.
The acoustics are enchanting.

Private to Louis
How are you holding up in that other room, mon amour?
I intend to have us put in a room as soon as we can get it.

The aesthetic needs work if this is some “scared straight” set up to teach us the value of our lives or whatever. The skating rink carpet makes it really hard to get into the abducted mood.

Maybe something Southern gothic could be nice for all the navel gazing. I’d feel way more penitent with a forlorn painting of Christ gazing down on me.

As it stands? Still not scared. Still not straight.

Sorry, Ma.

I'm going to assume this is either a nightmare induced by too many mall nachos or I have been struck by a passing semi-truck and this is that weird limbo Abuelita told me about. Either way, I am very uncomfortable and I feel like I've already broken at least ten of the core rules of horror just by sitting here using this thing.

|[ WHO ]| : Lestat + OTA
|[ WHERE ]| : The kitchen of the hotel
|[ WHEN ]| : In the evening (12/7)
|[ WHAT ]| : Checking out the amenities. Also testing the blood bags.
|[ RATING ]| : PG. Mentions of blood and vampire shenanigans.
|[ STATUS ]| : Open to all.

( Read more... )

You know what? Fuck this place, I guess I spoke too soon. Sam is gone, and so are all his belongings. It's like he was never here in the first place.

Should anyone need me, I will be spending a great majority of my time in the library. Company is always welcome.

You should all be thanking the stars.
My better half has arrived.

I never had a Christmas. Now there's a present under the tree with my name on it. Because that's not suspicious at all.

I don't need to feed all that often but... I'd like to know.
What are vampires to do for their needs, here?
Drinking from the source is a rather intimate affair for my kind.
I can make do with other things, if need be.