You can check out anytime you'd like.. [Hotel Corona Mingle]

[thespaceopera]

Who: The Fleet!
Broadcast: If you want
Action: Hotel Corona or Planet Ikke
When: December 7th onward



[After the mystery and isolation of their last destination, the Marsiva seems determined to head to brighter, busier territory. After a long journey through remote, nebula-painted space, speeding along at a brisk pace for the Host ship, the Marsiva brings her Fleet to a sudden and prominent point of traffic.

It seems that the Fleet has happened upon some sort of vacation destination! Maybe Atroma thinks that the passengers deserve some rest and relaxation... or just wants to distract them with something huge and shiny.

Welcome to Hotel Corona! Feel free to enjoy yourselves and enjoy the sites! If a hotel resort isn't your thing, you can head on over to the nearby planet and explore it's icy wonders.

In order words: it's a mingle!! Everyone get in! ]

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Allen Walker | OTA

[save_the_souls]

[A. Arrival]

[After spending a couple weeks stuck on the Blue Fish, it's always nice to be able to stretch his legs. When the Blue Fish docks, Allen is one of the first ones off the ship, in a rather chipper mood. It was nice to be back in some sort of civilization.

Though you might also find him near the currency conversion desk, seeming a little bit concerned at what they are asking them to do with his money. His precious, precious money. In fact, he seems to be just down right annoying the clerk at the desk.]

Excuse me, what's the currency rate? Is it a stable currency? How many planets officially recognise it as a valid form of-

[And so on, and so on.]

[B. Redshift District]

[Eventually when he's been finally persuaded to turn some of his money into this questionable currency, You're likely to find him in the Redshift district if you're looking for him- usually in the casino poker tables, using his old tricks to get as much money as possible. If he's not there, you might find him near a tattoo parlor, eyeing their selection]

[C. Corona Hall ]

[He's sure this place was a racket, but it would be the same to waste a chance at a good hotel room. So at some point, he can be found in some chair in the lobby, scrolling away through the different options of theme rooms while he's also munching down on some fast food he picked up. At one point he looks up and ask a question that was likely meant for staff]

Excuse me, which rooms come with extra food?

[Yep. Priorities straight as ever]

[D. Wildcard]

[Got another prompt? Go for it!]

[robitussin]

a. arrival!

[Opal doesn't find anything that interests her too much in Corona Hall when they enter the hotel, so after exchanging some credits, she starts to wander through the rest of the resort... And wanders, and wanders, and wanders.

For now, she foregoes a shuttle in favor of looking around on her own. After a few hours, it's obvious to her that this place is much bigger than she thought it would be. She's making her way around the shopping district when she slows slightly.]

Jesus, how much more is there?

b. music!

[As much as she's exploring the hotel, it doesn't take her long to realize that there's a place where you can rent instruments. As soon as she knows, she makes a beeline for it. While she's waiting in line to get a piano for a few hours, it's a rare sight - she seems genuinely, unreservedly excited. It's been too long since she had a chance to play.

Though she knows exactly what she wants, she can't help but show interest in the other instruments there, as well. If there's anything out of the ordinary by Earth standards, she's probably staring at it for a while.]

c. pool!

[Another thing she missed? Swimming.

She doesn't head there on the first day, but it's not long until she makes her way to the pool, wearing a fairly modest swimsuit. It's a huge area, but if she sees anyone she recognizes, she'll at least give them a wave from her spot in the water.]

d. wildcard

[if there's anything else you'd like to do, hit me up!]

Leto Atreides the II | OTA

[precedented]

[ sing us a song, you're the piano man. ]

[ Leto has passed listlessly through the halls, watching people. He'd been feeling disjointed of late and no way of fully expressing that. No one to talk to about what Loki had meant to him. Drifting along, he finally found himself at the hall of music and settled himself by a piano. Leto sinks himself into an ancient memory. Ivory keys and smoky bars. The empty scent of perfumes. He wasn't Leto, but someone else. Some forgotten person in history.

And he begins to play. It ranges from obscure to haunting before it graduates into a fervor, intense in the way he presses on the keys, digging his fingers in.

Then the piano breaks and the spell is broken. Leto blinks, waking up from the dream. He casts an alien look at the remains of the instrument. The people stare. ]

[ mr. sandman, bring me a dream. ]

[ Apparently, the hotel allows any kind of job so long as it's not disruptive. They seemed even bemused at his suggestion of a fortune teller's stand, complete with purple drapes and artificially lit crystal balls. Leto himself wears nothing special, but a thin black veil that does nothing to hide the eeriness of his vivid blue eyes. ]

Want to know the future?

[ wild card your story. ]

Sing Me A Song

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Kirk wasn't sure how he had ended up at the hall of music, more by accident than anything in his explorations because he had already looked at what came before. But whatever the reason, it proved fortuitous in the timing, pausing to listen to the haunting melodies that drifted through the space, following the notes like a red string.

He sees Leto when he comes to the more furious part of his playing, stopping to watch from afar as his fingers dug at the keys, the ivory straining and finally yielding to Leto's force with a dissonant crack, a death wail. Seeing everyone looking, Kirk stepped forward and to Leto's side, touching his shoulders as if he could use his own body to shield him from their sight. ]</sub>

I think you made a few hearts beat a bit faster.

a.

[exothermia]

[Erik is wandering himself, idly looking out the windows of the connecting walkway, when he hears Opal's outburst from behind him. He turns around; it takes him a few seconds to place her, given most of their conversations were in text, and it's also been ten years since he's seen her in person.]

It's a bit obscene for a hotel to be this large.

[precedented]

[ What a dreadful waste. There's no sorrow like a broken instrument. Leto tilts his head slightly to acknowledge Jim but he doesn't make eye contact. Perhaps his fingers shake or perhaps he's imagining it in his head, still caught in the skin of a distant ancestor. ]

They'll forget soon enough. Memory is a weak reminder for the heart.

[robitussin]

Maybe 10% of everything I've seen is hotel-ish. Pretty sure this place is bigger than Disneyland, though. Surreal.

[She looks over at him properly, glancing at the surrounding shopping area before she does.]

Find anything cool yet?

[exothermia]

[He looks, perhaps, a little older and more tired than he did before.]

There's a beach of some sort - back that way. [Pointing back the way he came, the spoke is visible off in the distance through the windows.] It's very ... unique.

[robitussin]

Unique how?

[And then, because she has never been and will never be one for tact:]

Whoa, hey, you got old.

[exothermia]

[He stares at her for a moment, before he replies, deadpan:]

I did notice. And by unique I mean the sand is orange, among other things.

[robitussin]

Not, like, old in a bad way.

[Because that makes it better. She shrugs.]

Orange sand is pretty low on the list of weird things I've seen, honestly. Did it seem like an okay beach, apart from the colored sand?

[exothermia]

[On the bright side, she didn't say older. He just sighs.]

I suppose. I haven't been to that many beaches. The closest part was full of people, so it might be all right further out.

[robitussin]

[She tilts her head slightly, both in response to the sigh and what he says.]

Not a big fan of beaches, or did you live too far from the coast before this?

[exothermia]

I can't say I've really visited any for fun. [A pause, before he corrects himself.] Well, once, but that was here.

And you're right; I didn't live near the coast before.

Erik Lehnsherr | OTA

[exothermia]

a. corona hall, hotel lobby

[It's nothing to Erik if he spends some of his ridiculous amount of credits on a hotel room, but he still opts for the budget option. The room roulette has a waiting time of nearly an hour, so he drops into one of the lobby chairs with his bag and opts to read the pamphlets to pass the time.

He can be found there, either absorbed in the pamphlets, or getting increasingly annoyed at an over-eager bell boy who keeps trying to check in his bag for him. The fifth time this happens, Erik makes his irritation clear enough to anyone within earshot:]

If you try to take my bag again, you'll be leaving here in one. Leave it.

b. apogee getaway

[Erik and beaches have a fraught history, to say the least. But that doesn't mean he can't enjoy them, provided it's the right part. The main swimming areas are too boisterous for him, so he's more likely to be found sitting near one of the rock pools near the climbing area, pants rolled up to his knees and feet in the water. Sometimes he'll rap his knuckles against the 'rock', shaking his head at the sound.]

Plastic.

[Once or twice, he hovers around the spa entrance, surreptitiously checking the prices and services on offer.]

c. blue nebula museum

[Erik is much more inclined to spend time in the museum, a quieter space with room to breathe. He's often to be seen walking slowly around the viewing decks, watching the nebulas beyond. Soon enough he makes it a routine to spend a couple of hours in one of the cafe lounges, reading a book with some coffee. Sometimes he doesn't even do that, preferring instead to stare pensively out the windows, lost in melancholy memories.]

d. wildcard

[If you have another place you'd like to find Erik, feel free!]

Winn Schott | OTA

[winn]

a. corona hall

[ now this is more like it! after having stayed mostly confined to the ships on their last stop, winn has been dying to get out. while he does have some savings, he wants to make damn sure that money won't get in the way of his not sleeping on the ships for as long as he can, so he got himself a pet-sitting job. it's work and therapy, all rolled into one! when he's not getting some much needed sleep or exploring the rest of the hotel, it's a safe bet to find him here, playing with space-pets. let's hope none of them are toxic. ]

b. phaser tag and zero-g karts

[ oh how can he not? friends, you might find yourselves getting dragged from your rooms or from whatever random corner he runs into you at (the latter also applies to complete strangers who seem to express any sort of interest in the activity) and forced to participate because you know what it has been years since he's gotten to go-kart, and he's never had anyone to laser tag with before and nothing - not even his fear of heights! - is going to stop him from enjoying both of these now. ]

c. planet

[ it's december, and there's an ice planet. how can he not check it out? good luck recognizing him under the ridiculous amounts of layers he has on! ]

d. wildcard!

[ you can find him anywhere and everywhere, either excitedly exploring, grabbing a drink, relaxing with a book, listening to music, or just plain lost! ]

CISCO RAMON 🍟 OTA

[benames]

( ➜ Apogee Getaway )

[ hopefully you were ready for it. for a moment, all is well and then there is a cisco ramon shaped canon ball jumping into the pool, spraying water even on those who aren't inside the pool itself. in other times, you could catch him floating on an odd looking inflatable spaceship pool float, holding a soda.

and if you're a friend, well. you get dunked, nothing personal. ]

( ➜ Drunk!Zero-G Karts: )

[ because you all knew it ought to happen. there is a bottle of some strong whiskey bought from one of the bars and a pack of plastic shot glasses. ]

alright, hold on, I say we take that thing to the next level, drunk Karts! raise your hand if you're in, lower it if you're boring.

[ you guys all know it's going to be a Thing. ]

( ➜ Adventure Avenue! )

[ cisco can be seen in one of his nebula t shirts ( he may have bought more than a few ), walking around, shaking his head at the - brave and yet unfortunate attempt. staring at a robotic monkey, he mutters, all line face: ]

dude, that's just sad. This place could really use some Ciscoing.

( ➜ wildcard! )

[ stuffing face with cheap food! sneaking into rooms and decorating people's faces with toothpastes, you name it! ]

[robitussin]

Well, it sounds like your beach party work is cut out for you, then. Gotta get it while it lasts, and all that.

a, and then where it goes from there?

[passingthrough]

[Kitty is passing by when she catches sight of him and heads inside where he's already with a space...dog? Beaver? Something in between. It doesn't matter. As much as she enjoys animals she is more excited to see the boyfriend. She looks like she's in a good mood. So far she likes this stop. Not exactly perfect, but an improvement over the last one.]

Hey you. Can I kiss you or will your friend get jealous?

[winn]

[ looking up at her, his smile is brighter than it's been all month. the fuzzy animal in his arms gives him an affectionate lick, and he ruffles his fur. ]

He's cool, he's got his eye on that pink poodleish one. We're talking strategy.

[passingthrough]

I see you living the wingman lifestyle. [Sitting down beside him and leaning in for a peck she can't help but smile through. Seeing him in a good mood puts her in an even better mood. It is a vicious cycle of happiness!

Followed by petting the little guy, of course.]

[winn]

[ he gives his supervisor a look, and when he gets a nod, turns back to her. ]

It's my bro-ly duty.

[passingthrough]

I had no idea being a man was so involved.

[Glancing over at supervisor for a second.] Am I about to get you fired?

[bluediligence]

❍ Shopping Hub
[ When you've spent the past who even knows how long wearing the same few colors and cuts of clothing day in, day out, endlessly, forever, oh god — the thought of being able to do something so mundane as to go out and buy a few outfits is kind of … ]

[ Mindblowing. ]

[ At least, it is for Aoko. She's standing in the middle of the shopping district, mouth hanging agape, completely overwhelmed by the sheer size of the place. There's so much to choose from. There's too much to choose from, where is she even supposed to start?! "Wow!" doesn't come close to summing up her feelings. Oh, wait, she knows — ]

Holy shit.

[ Yup, there we go. #NAILED IT. ]

❍ ZERO-G GO KARTS
Fight me.

[ … Which is to say, hi. Aoko absolutely is bouncing on her heels, hands bunched up by her chest, determinedly proclaiming her challenge for any and all comers. Would it be more appropriate if she were by the phaser tag? Yes, probably. Does she care? Absolutely not. ]

[ The real question is, do you dare take her up on it? ]

❍ Apogee Getaway
[ A couple of days into the stop, Aoko can be found on the beach, decked out in a cute, long-sleeved dress and … tights. Yep. That's right. She's wearing tights … in the sand. Tights, in the sand, that gets everywhere. ]

[ (Nobody needs to know that she's got a swimsuit on underneath it all.) ]

I wonder if this stuff is good for building sandcastles …

❍ Wildcard
[ Want Aoko somewhere else? Go for it! ]

shopping hub

[robitussin]

Holy shit is right.

[Opal says, from somewhere nearby. She's likewise a bit overwhelmed by the sheer volume of everything this place has to offer, but she sounds content about it, at least.]

Hope you've got a bunch of credits.