Who:Jack Landors and Peter What:Yet another arrives at the Hyperion in need of a place to stay and to offer them help however he can. When:Monday night Where:Hyperion Hotel Warnings: none probably.
Jack didn't know how to react to his new surroundings. This was no longer 2025. Everything was different, and his money was useless. S.P.D. meant nothing in this time, in fact his badge almost got him in trouble for impersonating a police officer instead of helping his situation like it would have at home. At last he rounded a corner and looked up at the signs. It had to be the same place Kara mentioned, how many Hyperion's could there be in one city?
"This is the Hyperion huh?" He said as he reached for the door knob and braced himself. His hand went for the handle and phased through it instead. Quickly he pulled it back and shook it out a little. "Better do this the right way, don't need to look like a criminal here.." He mumbled to himself and reached to pull open the door. This time he succeeded in controlling his power which was fortunate. With all the vampires it could just get him killed should he be caught sneaking inside the hotel without even opening the door.
"Hello?" He called out while he stepped inside as he looked around and whistled something low, impressed. Different didn't even begin to describe it. It was like nothing he'd seen before. The base he usually stayed on was full of military cadets, zord bays, and police. This place looked homey. He was liking it already and could only hope they'd let him stay and help out. He adjusted his jacket slightly and approached the front desk, peering over it curiously,