Oblivion ::: An Original RP

Who: Chad and Keane
Where: Somewhere on C Deck
When: 9pm abouts

Res and Keane could be resourceful little bastards, given enough time and no other options available to them. For instance, they'd made friends with one of the girls in housekeeping who had graciously looked the other way while they nicked a few replacement bottles of booze for the minibars. That had improved the night significantly. But it still left the small matter of food. Keane, being utterly true to form, had refused to let Res drink with painkillers and no food in her system.

Which meant, if Keane didn't watch a crutch shoved up his ass -- and he didn't -- it was back to being errand bitch. So off to Circean Delight he went, ever the faithful companion, sidekick, and oh yes-- lapdog.

Who: Jakob and Leto
When: Shortly after 8:15pm
Where: Heading to Circean Delight

Levon had not been particularly thrilled when the lights went out. There had been a lot of screaming, actually. Leto had taken him out into the hall, only to hear that people were heading to Circean Delight. This was not high on Leto's list of priorities, but if it meant calming Levon down, that was what she was going to do.

The stairs had not been fun. Anyone who had ever said the stairs were the healthier alternative had never had to descend four flights of them with a screaming toddler on their hip. By the time she reached C Deck, she had just managed to calm him down (she was pretty sure he was at the point where he found the red lights fascinating), and then just like that, he was content as could be. Leto sighed heavily, and resisted the urge to just plunk down right there on the floor in the hallway. The things you put me through, my love... she thought, slowing her pace as she headed to the restaurant.

And then Levon spoke up, rather loudly, with clear amazement in his voice. "Look, Momma! A giant!"