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strangetrip2019-09-15 05:17 pm
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[GP/EP] Check-In Day: Pastabilities
The last check-in day had come and gone as quietly as most other days, but Tony had made it a point to linger around the lobby every two weeks. It was tradition, after all. You could only be cynical about a pink eldritch prison for so long before you felt the need to inject some decorum, however half-assed.
During a quiet trip to a Wisconsin suburb Otherworlds, Tony had snagged an old Harley-Davidson calendar at a garage sale (why not), unique in that the previous owner had filled every single square with national holidays. Today was National Linguine Day. Truly, the most hallowed of all holidays. To celebrate, he made an order to the kitchen to bless the inn with trays of pasta, inclusive to all diets. No gluten or dairy for him, see how long that lasted.
Despite the swift approach of fall, San Luis Obispo boasted sun and 70 degree weather, so Tony arranged a chair and table outside and fiddled with a little mechanical orb the size of a jawbreaker. He prodded at its insides with a screwdriver while his half-eaten pasta dish sat ignored, his glasses magnifying the orb's internal features.
During a quiet trip to a Wisconsin suburb Otherworlds, Tony had snagged an old Harley-Davidson calendar at a garage sale (why not), unique in that the previous owner had filled every single square with national holidays. Today was National Linguine Day. Truly, the most hallowed of all holidays. To celebrate, he made an order to the kitchen to bless the inn with trays of pasta, inclusive to all diets. No gluten or dairy for him, see how long that lasted.
Despite the swift approach of fall, San Luis Obispo boasted sun and 70 degree weather, so Tony arranged a chair and table outside and fiddled with a little mechanical orb the size of a jawbreaker. He prodded at its insides with a screwdriver while his half-eaten pasta dish sat ignored, his glasses magnifying the orb's internal features.

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MJ was taking this better than he thought, but then again, she was apparently after the space thing and things had gotten weird. "I've heard some stuff. Like the whole blip thing and then coming back. And our trip to Europe. I'm apparently dating Betty, so that's cool." He smiled a little because he actually had a girlfriend which was awesome. "Peter's from like... sometime in the middle of our Europe trip. He told me stuff about it." Not everything. Ned was pretty sure Peter was holding out on him. "Why? What do you remember?"
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"Super weird." He nodded in agreement. Ned had no idea how he was going to navigate the whole situation. He felt like he was privy to some volatile information and he didn't want to be the one to blow things up.
"So, uh... you want to go find your room and stuff? Try to settle in?"
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"Yeah, the guy at the counter would know. There's about four people who work here and they're super creepy, but they'll do things like give you a key." He gestured for her to follow him and when he was confident that she was following, led the way. "I don't really have stuff to do. I mean, it's a hotel and we're stuck in it a lot of the time so... yeah. It's not so bad though? Plus there are some rooms that open up to Otherworlds - those are like other worlds that are kind of cool to visit."
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"Different worlds, yes. Home, no. I mean, at least not yet? There's been a few places that looked like New York, but like, my family wasn't there and stuff. It's weird. Peter and his roommate went into one that had people from his roommate's world, but stuff wasn't right. Like, the small details and stuff. So far no one's come across their actual homes." He offered a small apologetic smile. "But we're all here now together. That's something, right?"
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"Come on." He gave her a smile. "Let's show you around."
(ooc: fade with him showing her around a bit?)