Hotel Shenanagins

"I'm a Twili, you probably never heard of it. No thanks, just visiting." Sam answered, trying to be polite.

Oh, droll. Droll droll! How she hated it when they gave the easy answer. "Why of course I know what a Twili is. You don't fling yourself blindly across the multiverse and NOT come across unique races! Yours - yours has a rather strange obsession with Twilight... Ho but do tell. Honor a woman of curiosity, indulging her base desire to explore."

The rest of her soon phased throw the floor,and tails unfurling as she kept herself in close proximity to the twili.

"Are you genetically attracted to the word.... Or is it based on belief? Where did you all come from? And where are you all going?"

Sam frowned at the remark. "We dont all have an obssession with the Twilight.." She muttered, remembering some old Twili friend that went insane because of it. The Twili fastly shook her head, not wanting to Bring that up again. "Anyways, thank you." Sam replied, politely, walking away.

Either that creature had serious social issues or they were the dark and brooding sort! Unfortunately, frustrating as it was , she had to accept such a boring thing! And rather then call out the rude actions of the little mortal cross-breed! Not that she knew the mixture of her bloodlines. Watching them walk away, Kasumi would coo out "Do remember to smile, dear woman! If you require any assistance, it will be but a call away!"

Well, they didn't seem to want anyone to talk to them - by all means, that was their choice! No use bothering someone who didn't want to be bothered...unless it was that time again. Phasing back through the ground, for the first time in the last three hours, Ms "Pinnicle-of-Otherwordly-Judgemental-Ego-&-Fast-Conclusions-Ltd" Kasumi found herself actually thinking about her given duties. Yet another fine trait of the Indo - the airheads tended to have attention spans that fluctuated between lasting centuries and goldfish levels of forgetfulness.

Now wandering about at random, she found herself looking around the lobby for her rake. It was a mundane item, yes, but it was hers after all! She wasn't going to get rid of a personal item like that. It was her rake - and by the gods she was going to wield it a song-worthy epic against falling leaves and perhaps whatever occasional eldrich abomination might stray onto the premesis.

At this point she'd actually started to question WHERE the Hotel even existed for all these unique creatures to randomly bump into it.

Must have been Maine.

Sam laughed for a couple seconds. ''Smile. It's been a long time someone didnt make this joke.'' She said, continuing to adventure in the hallways of the Hotel, in silence.

After Crystie had finished unpacking and taken a well needed bath, she left the confines of her room with a book tucked under her arm. Her hair was still dripping wet, but she didn't mind. As she passed through the lobby, she made a mental note to visit the candy shop for midnight snacks. It had been far too long since she had a good chocolate bar.
Finally, she made her way to the Hotel's pool. After picking out a good lounge chair, she made herself comfortable as she pulled her book open.
"Now if only they had poolside assistance," she mumbled to herself with a chuckle before she immersed herself in reading.

What was that? Did someone day beetlejuice? It was like those words automatically summoned her from the ether, as just as she said "Assistance", a voice called out from behind her.

"Need some warm towels? "

And lo and behold, Kasumi stood there, having quickly augmented her form to set herself up in a pure white two - piece bikini and wearing a large wooden sign quite clearly saying" pool fox". Now that was some legit stuff.

Still grinning as she stood over her, leaning forward "Or would you like me to summon our resident flotation device elemental?"

Crystie jumped slightly at the sudden entrance of the kitsune.
"Gheeze! You guys are everywhere!" She offered a small laugh before she rearranged herself.

"While the warm towels do sound nice, I was actually hoping for a fruity drink! Perhaps a strawberry daiquiri?" She inquired, giving her a smile.

"Oh, not quite! I haven't perfected the art of being everywhere at once...wait four hundred years - I'm sure I'll get the hang of it." The excitable creature announced, before adjusting her sign, reaching under it to pull out wided rimmed cocktail glass from places so unmentionable and otherwordly your head would likely implode, explode and then implode back into place if you were to know.

"Strawberry daiquiri you say! Coming right up!" Now this was a little mix she knew well! Holding the wide brimmed glass aloft, she released it, carefully focused wind currents keeping it balanced within the air. She directed her grasp towards the nearby poolside bar, causing the variant amount of ice-cubes, lime, strawberry, rum and so on to haphazardly fly her way, slowing just short of her. Making use of her claws, she carefully began cutting the lime, aiming to juice it whilst speaking to her. "So, how are you liking things so far? Planning to go for a dip? Just make sure none of the more aqueous guests are swimming, they tend to be very...touchy feely. There are incidents that transcend indecent." she quipped, having gotten to the point where she had to blend. Easy enough! Trapping the ingredients in a ball of fluctuating force, she...sent them towards the bar's blender and proceeded to stuff them in and turn it on.

Sometimes it was good to let technology take a shot. "Personally? I'd suggest the snacks here. They make some great stuff, especially that meaty paste thing. I keep forgetting it's name! Great with some toast, and they have nuts that revitalize the senses! Crunchy, tend to bleed a little...but they're delicious."

There was never a dull moment whenever this worker was around. A smile found Crystie’s face as she watched her work her magic. She could tell with these kinds of people here, there would never be a dull moment in the hotel.

“Things so far have been fantastic! I’m so glad I found that flyer telling about this place. I don’t think I could quite ask for anything more. I haven’t decided if I want to take a swim yet, maybe after I finish a bit more of this book. It’s had my interest for quite some time; I just never had the time to sit down and actually enjoy it.” She rubbed the leather cover affectionately. For a moment she sat and pondered her recommendation. It had been awhile since she ate, but she didn’t want to spoil her dinner either.

“Perhaps a bit later, maybe after I finish my drink. We’ll see just how hard it hits me today,” She told her, chuckling.

“I’m sorry. I never even got your name. I’m Crystie, and you are?”