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Excitement was beaming off of Charlie. She had put so much time, thought and energy into making something systematic for the Hotel. Something that'd lead the correct souls down a rocky pathway to redemption. She wanted to hear what he may think of her mildly over enthusiastic idea.

In Charlie's mind she found the idea perfect it was a great way for people to not only get to know themselves but slowly get to know others as well. Others who may have the same interests and wants as them. Though the self discovery one was also to help sinners confess to their wrongs in life. The path of redemption could surely be paved if someone were willing to admit their wrongs!

" oh! And I also took the time to put together a employee board! That way people are aware of who staff are! Of course I didn't put positions because ha....we're...we're still working on that! And I took it in me as well to create a even more comforting atmosphere for staff to relax and be themselves too! Instead of people just using their rooms to decompress I made a staff room!!"

Charlie would clasp her hands together as she looked at Alastor , she was so proud of herself to make something so meaningful for others. Especially those who still wanted to be apart of the hotel despite the harsh criticism that it received.

@the-blackened-dove asked:

"It's alright, little one. You're safe now."

The softest Romanian accent painted words of tenderness and affirmation, the monstress gently leaning over the bar. How many creatures had she seen pass through the doors of her little hole in the wall? Hundreds, thousands in the fifteen years it has stood.

But rarely ones so young.

"It's alright, come inside. They can't harm you in here."

Looking around, as Phantom hesitantly entered, he wasn't so sure he should be here. Or how he got here. Even with the soft reassurances directed at him. However, the area outside was just as unfamiliar and seemed less friendly, so inside was the better option in his mind.

‘  WE MUST BE DESTINED, JOSEPHINE --  ’    APPROACHES DORNE’S PRINCESS, with gold cascading from her shoulders and jewels settled upon her breast, tasteful yet suggestive due to swell of ample breast. even with her best attempts, buxom beauty is still exposed. arianne smiles, welcoming -- cordial.    ‘  -- as a sailor is to the sea. how many time is it now that we’ve crossed like this?  ’    she teases, lighthearted chuckle falling from wine-kissed lips.    ‘  -- alas, i set sail. a pleasure to meet you, josephine. properly, as it should be.  ’

chin rises with pride before bowing in a slight and cordial greeting.    ‘  i am arianne, the blood of nymeria and princess of dorne. and you -- josephine, the lady montilyet, have spun songs of spells -- how i do enjoy your light here. sunspear suits you.  ’

“Haru-chan!”

Nagisa didn’t even bother to hold back his excitement, launching himself at Haruka and wrapping his arms around him, beaming brightly up at him.

“You’ve been in Tokyo forever,” He whined, sticking out his bottom lip in an exaggerated pout, “me and Rei-chan thought we’d never see you again!”

     It had been a regular morning, and the pilot had been out cold for a good few hours. Sleep never came easily, but when it did come, it was a blessing. He was snoring softly, readjusting himself when she left his grasp. Her movement hadn’t bothered him, having been in a deep enough sleep for once that he hardly noticed it. His breathing was even, peaceful.. for the moment. Nothing that would have potentially said that he was going to be awaken in a few minutes. 

     He moved a little at the poke, a defiant groan and mumble of five more minutes leaving him. His hand moved up for a moment before plopping down on the mattress, only to be startled awake. He’d shot upwards, eyes wide before he realized she’d asked a question and he yawned, a hand moving to rub at his forehead. He glanced to the time before deciding there was going to be no going back to sleep after this.