(okay SKIP TO THE DINER because I don't want to make Tuna drive hi EVERYONE'S AT THE DINER NOW.)

The place was pretty empty at the moment. Aeros guided Tuna to a booth near the corner. A flashy waitress followed them, pad and pen in hand. Tuna slid into one side, Aeros in the other. The young woman leaned back and ordered a soda, beckoning for the three men to join them.

(I gotta go to a dinner in about 20 minutes, so lol.)
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Bios

OOC: JUMP IN ANYTIME, GEORGE. 8]

IC:
He watched from the corner as most of the group that had been filling the space of the lobby cleared out. The blond breathed easier then. He'd never done well in groups, especially of people he didn't know.

"Hey, Kinshy!"

He winced at the nickname (she seemed to like giving them to family members), but turned his attention to the front desk anyway, to where his sister was waving at him. "Got our rooms!" He nodded in response, glancing around again to plot the least people-filled path, before approaching the desk himself and claiming his key.

"I'm going to go head up now."

"Ok!" she beamed at him. "I wanna go look at the fountain anyway!" she responded before skipping in said fountain's direction.

Nodding after her, he muttered a "Later then" before climbing the stairs in search of his room number. It was on the second floor. Just fine with him. High enough that it was hard for normal people to reach from the outside, but low enough that he could jump out if he wanted to avoid the potential crowd downstairs.

Tossing his bag on the bed with a "fwump" sound, he paused in mental debate for a second. Decision made, he reached for his "ninja garb". Time to do a little exploring of those woods.

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George bounded down the hallway, his feet making a loud thump with every impact to the ground. He saw the main lobby come into view, with its wooden floors. Pumping his sock-covered feet faster, he flung himself into the room, and slid into a wall. He heard the receptionist making loud complaints about his behavior as he wobbily got to his feet.

(I HOPE YOU PPL ARE READY FOR SOME RANDOM RESCUESITUATIONS BECAUSE THAT'S WAT'S COMING UP. As soon as my stomach settles for a minute.)
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(AND THIS CONCERNS ME BECAUSE.)
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(-AGREES-)
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George ran to the front window and saw as the snow came down, and it finally hit him everyone was gone. He looked around frantically, and then ran to his room. Struggling to unlock it, he grabbed his small, orange bottle of pills and slipped his shoes on without bothering to untie them. He ran to the front desk and asked the lady, "Can I use your phone?!" Rolling her eyes, the lady slid it towards him. He took it and put it to his ear, thinking hard. He dug through his pockets and found a small slip of paper with Tuna's number scrawled on it. Carefully dialing it in, he waited for her to pick up.

((HAHA FAYNE HAHA))

"HI IT's George," George replied, his voice fading from a yell to a normal tone. George itched his left ear and continued, "You guys kinda left me here and I'm running out of pills."

(I'm in the computer lab and I started laughing really hard DAMN YOU. Also lolololol George rofl. -died- WILL COMMENT WHEN I'M AT HOME DEARIES other then no I don't want Key's nasty hands in Anut's lasagna hi.)
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Bios

After several moments of room service not showing up, Zerg gave up on digging threw the junk she left all over the room for her wallet. She quickly threw on a coat over her black and white jacket, and walked out of the room, somewhat skipping as she walked. She pupshed her hands into her coat pockets, only to THEN find her missing wallet. She pulled it out, giving it a 'darn you! you win!' sort of look, then put it back. "Well... hmm... Where did those other people say they were going again?" she asked herself as she passed threw the lobby. "Something about italian food? That actually sounds good. I guess I'll have to impose on them!" she decided, then sprinted out of the hotel. On the way out, she lept off the few steps leading to the parking lot. Her boots sank into the snow with a heavy crunch. She stumbled a bit in the snow. Zerg walked up to a large snow pile in the lot, and began to brush off the snow with the back of her hand, slowly uncovering her randomly neon purple colored car. Without hesitation, she pulled the door open and lept in. She felt around under the seat of the car for a moment for her keys. The frost-bitten metal stung her hand at the touch, but she picked the metal keys up and slid them into the ignition. The car slowly revved up, as if not wanting to work in the cold. After several moments of trying to foce the car to drive out of the snow pile it was still somewhat frozen into, it finally broke free and slid out of its parking space, and to the front of the hotel. She lowered the window and shouted at the hotel once stopping again. "Hey! Anyone left in there up for a meal?!" she called.

Maybe life caught up, or people's creativity died.

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(-staggers in- HEY HI SHOULD I POST MAYBE.)
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Bios

Yush! you should!

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So that'll be a signature hot chocolate then? I'll have your total at the window.

Most people are at an italian restraunt, George just called someone, and Zerg's randomly deciding to join the feast - though is still at the hotel. X3



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So that'll be a signature hot chocolate then? I'll have your total at the window.

(K HERE I COME I JUST...forgot my color codes damn what the hell.)

At first, the flickering of the lights was so miniscule she didn't see it. Still, things get worse before they get better, and before long it felt as if there were pins pricking her eyes. Looking above them, she squinted against the bright flourescence briefly. Briefly, because a moment later it and all the other lights went out. The diner was plunged into dim gloom. Yelling belted from the kitchen. Cursing inside her own head, Tuna outwardly growled. "What-what's going on? George, hang on. Something funky's happening with the power."

"It's out, I suppose." Aeros was looking out the window - not that there was much to see. White surrounded them, approaching a state where it covered the bottom of the window. "Pull your jackets on. Heat's not coming back any time soon, I'm guessing."

Ugh. Their first night here, and they were trapped in a resteraunt in the middle of a blizzard.
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(Are you...drunk or something. -rubs temples- This is exploding on me. Just have him show up at the hotel, preferrably in one piece and without killing anybody. -sinks through floor-)
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Bios

George whined as he heard Tuna and Aeros. He looked outside and let out a gasp as he dropped the phone and ran to his room. He dug through his pockets---gum, silly-putty, yo-yo, key!---and slid the key inside, turning it left and right until the door let out a click! of succession. He pushed it open and rushed inside, a cool burst of air whipping his unkept hair back. Practically ripping the bed apart, he buried himself under and closed his eyes tightly, leaving the door wide open.

( I think I might need to pull out...:C )