Check-in May 15

[st_raighttovampire]

It was the 15th of the month and given the possibility of arrivals, Caroline decided that something should be done to make new people a little more comfortable.

So she was sitting in the lobby, wearing a bright yellow sundress and surrounded by a riot of materials. Her feet were bare, as her sandals were lying off to the side, and her toenails were blue. She was creating Inn survival kits. There was a little pamphlet of explanations: people call the guy at the desk Daryl; yes,everything is free; no, you can't leave; just be firm about towels. A basket of sundries - snacks from the gift shop, sunscreen, guidebook, toothbrush etc. There was a towel, because obviously.

She considered adding a bottle of alcohol, but not everyone drank - she'd noticed at least a few of the current residents who didn't - and if they did drink TOO much, she didn't want to encourage it.

Maybe chocolate?

Caroline jotted down that as a note and resumed chewing on the end of her pen. The lobby door opened shortly thereafter and she looked up with a smile.

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[st_andingtall]

Sam smiled at the laugh. She might have it rough for awhile, but this one would be okay.

"There's more to know, but most of it isn't really important right now. I'll tell you if you want, but it might be easier to get your room key and go check out your room. Depending on where you're from, you might need someone to explain how some stuff works."

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

Corbie nodded. She wasn't entirely sure what that meant, but she'd take his word for it right now. "Should prolly actually let the guy gimme that key now."

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[st_andingtall]

"Probably." Sam glanced over at the Innkeeper and then back to Corbie. "We call Tall and Creepy over there 'Daryl'. He's harmless, except his obsession with towels. I can go with you if you want."

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

"Nah," Corbie shook her head at the offer, careless enough of a gesture that it couldn't be a lie. "I've handled worse'n tall and creepy." She'd fucked all kinds of creepy. Leaning over she picked up her satchel and slung it back over her shoulder, then hopped down from the stool. "Though from the sound of everything, I'll see you 'round pretty soon."

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[st_andingtall]

"Probably," he agreed. "If you need anything, I'm in Room 102. And I'll be here in the cafe for the next few hours."

He held out his hand to her to shake and said, "I'd say welcome, but it's not like you want to be here. It's good to meet you though."

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

"Good to meet you, too, Sam," she said, because it was polite, and true, and easier to face than really look at how wrong everything got all of a sudden. She didn't quite succeed at not goggling at how small her hand was in his.

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[st_andingtall]

"See you around," he said, gave her hand a gentle squeeze then released it. She might be okay on her own, but he'd be keeping an eye out for her.