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Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our new inn for all new arrivals. Wildcards are invited to enjoy rest and relaxation while getting to know their fellow inn patrons. Current guests are encouraged to make reservations at the inn for some self-care. Prices are discounted to celebrate the new year.
All patrons have exclusive access to new additions at Crane's Respite and Heron's Retreat. The inn itself also provides a unique experience unlike anything else in the Golden Peacock.
We aim to have all guests moved into their suites as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience! 】
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[ see, at this point, ishmael doesn't know where her proper room is anymore. she can never get used to the way the hotel would stash random guests in one room every other month and see if it sticks, because let's be real, it never really does. even moreso if she's stuck with another guest who just got here.
and it seems that's the predicament she's found herself in, right when she was about to tuck in for the night too. in response to the unfamiliar man's squirrely reaction, she just makes a face at him as if to say he's overreacting too much, a hand coming up to rub at her eyes. ]
I don't really know anymore. The hotel does this every now and then, throwing in new guests in rooms with the old. [ she combs a hand through her absurdly messy long hair and continues to scowl at him. ] Are you going to kick me out, then?
[ Ah... when faced with an unphased, seasoned local like this, he realizes just how much he's acting like a tourist...
The embarrassment is enough to get him to calm down, cheeks flushing bright as he wraps the fabric of the yukata back around himself, tight and secure. ]
N-no, of course not. That wouldn't be right...
[ Even if occurrences like this are normal here, throwing someone out in the middle of the night is far too cruel for Maruki. He hesitates for a few moments longer before crossing over to the futon he'd occupied the night before, right across from hers. ]
Although if you'd rather be left alone, I can certainly leave. [ Won't kick someone out, but will gladly kick himself out. A martyr to the bone. ] I-it's up to you!
[ oh, so he'd rather kick himself out instead? that's kinda sad. ishmael may be a bit of a bitch, but she's not that mean. not when she'd worked this hard just to get out of the basement rooms altogether.
she holds her gaze on the squirrelly man for a second longer before letting out a sigh, stretching her arms out and resting a hand on the back of her neck to scratch at it. she's never really good at interacting with awkward guys like him on the get-go, but if she's able to be good friends with sinclair over time back home, she can do it here too. so she shuffles off the futon and picks herself up on her feet. ]
Relax. I'll just go check if there's an extra futon in the closet. This room's more than big enough for the two of us.
[ That settles that, then. At least for the night, he has a roommate. Really, given the nature of his place, he should count his blessing that there are multiple futons and they aren't made to share a bed right off the bat. It's been long years since he slept in the same room as anyone else, and that alone is novel enough for the time being. ]
I appreciate it. I can repay the favor tomorrow, if you'd like...
[ Wait. Wait– ]
Ah, I didn't mean– [ It's a sex resort! Innocent words can so easily be misconstrued! ] Not like that! I only meant I could buy you breakfast, or something like that.
[ A beat, and he takes a deep breath. ]
I'm sorry. Let me start over. My name is Dr. Maruki.
You just got here, right? You probably don't have any chips on you at the moment.
[ he has to be new, if he's acting like this. either that or he's naturally anxious. most people would be if they found themselves in a sex resort for sex. ishmael shuffles over to the closet, where she takes out an extra futon, a pillow and blanket, before dragging her feet back to where maruki is. ]
I don't mind some company for breakfast, if that's what you mean. [ she yaps while preparing the futon on the floor. ] Just don't overthink it too hard. At least not until tomorrow comes.
[ yawns ]
Oh, and call me Ishmael. And I'd say that there are worse first impressions out there, trust me.
welcome inn!!
and it seems that's the predicament she's found herself in, right when she was about to tuck in for the night too. in response to the unfamiliar man's squirrely reaction, she just makes a face at him as if to say he's overreacting too much, a hand coming up to rub at her eyes. ]
I don't really know anymore. The hotel does this every now and then, throwing in new guests in rooms with the old. [ she combs a hand through her absurdly messy long hair and continues to scowl at him. ] Are you going to kick me out, then?
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The embarrassment is enough to get him to calm down, cheeks flushing bright as he wraps the fabric of the yukata back around himself, tight and secure. ]
N-no, of course not. That wouldn't be right...
[ Even if occurrences like this are normal here, throwing someone out in the middle of the night is far too cruel for Maruki. He hesitates for a few moments longer before crossing over to the futon he'd occupied the night before, right across from hers. ]
Although if you'd rather be left alone, I can certainly leave. [ Won't kick someone out, but will gladly kick himself out. A martyr to the bone. ] I-it's up to you!
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she holds her gaze on the squirrelly man for a second longer before letting out a sigh, stretching her arms out and resting a hand on the back of her neck to scratch at it. she's never really good at interacting with awkward guys like him on the get-go, but if she's able to be good friends with sinclair over time back home, she can do it here too. so she shuffles off the futon and picks herself up on her feet. ]
Relax. I'll just go check if there's an extra futon in the closet. This room's more than big enough for the two of us.
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I appreciate it. I can repay the favor tomorrow, if you'd like...
[ Wait. Wait– ]
Ah, I didn't mean– [ It's a sex resort! Innocent words can so easily be misconstrued! ] Not like that! I only meant I could buy you breakfast, or something like that.
[ A beat, and he takes a deep breath. ]
I'm sorry. Let me start over. My name is Dr. Maruki.
[ Fantastic introduction. ]
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[ he has to be new, if he's acting like this. either that or he's naturally anxious. most people would be if they found themselves in a sex resort for sex. ishmael shuffles over to the closet, where she takes out an extra futon, a pillow and blanket, before dragging her feet back to where maruki is. ]
I don't mind some company for breakfast, if that's what you mean. [ she yaps while preparing the futon on the floor. ] Just don't overthink it too hard. At least not until tomorrow comes.
[ yawns ]
Oh, and call me Ishmael. And I'd say that there are worse first impressions out there, trust me.