<div style="text-align: center">(BIIIIG thank you to everyone helping out with this. I didn't expect my irl stuff to get so messy so quickly. Hopefully I'll be able to get back on top of this soon!))​</div><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="2817" data-username="@Dhrixarc" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2817/">@Dhrixarc</a><br/>Golden brown eyes lingered on the female's form as she took her leave, then he focused on the little gremlin with red atop his head. He gave a chuckle as the little green monster bounded off so quickly, He didn't mind as the thought didn't even cross his mind that the guest had no clue where the breaker room was or where it could be. He managed to straighten up from this encounter as the next person came up in line.<br/><br/>After the machinery within the backup backup generator blew a fuse and gave a shaking explosion that rumbled loud and clear, some obvious laughter was given. The other gremlins were having fun as some of them hopped up and shook off the soot before clamoring back onto the generator to see what else they could do. They paused when the door opened, partially expecting to get scolded for the racket they were causing, but instead they saw another of their kin joining them. A fit of laughter and eager gestering was given as they egged Red to come and join them in their havoc and fun!<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="1083" data-username="@Moonflower3" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/1083/">@Moonflower3</a><br/>"Welcome, miss," he greeted her, then glanced up over her shoulder at the other female that was there as well. He gave a gentle smile to them both, then moved to place the reservation into the system. His tail wagged a bit at the coin that was pushed onto the counter top. Bony fingers paused from where they were tapping away at the keyboard to pick up the old coin before tucking it away in his pocket. "That is more than enough, as usual," he hummed softly, then returned to putting everything in to the system. He pulled out the key card and held it out to her. "Floor thirteen, room nine. And if you need any accommodations for your companion, please feel free to ring us up down here or just wait and let the magic take control for you.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="775" data-username="@Silky" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/775/">@Silky</a><br/>When the black cat maid made her way through the Lobby, Maya considered calling out to her, only to not get the chance as she rushed off again. He gave a soft laugh and let his tongue run over his fangs as she ran past, the breeze from her rush and the way her bushed out tail lashed giving him a chance to glance at what the already revealing outfit usually tried to hide. "Do try to avoid making a mess," he called out after her, leaning over the counter a little with his ears perked to get a better view before she turned the corner and was out of sight.<br/><br/>When the door was opened, yet again, short elves, rather than the typical tall, sleek, downright gorgeous ones that were usually more preferred, glanced over at the new intruder. "Not just Christmas~" a female elf chimed as she pulled the tray of cinnamon scented treats out from the wood oven and held it out for the stranger to see. "After all, it's almost Halloween, so we should be getting all the treat bags ready to go! Then we need to get the harvest batch mixed up, and let's not forget the massive order for Santa Claus on Christmas," she explained, then set the black cat and orange pumpkins aside to start stacking a few into little plastic bags that were littered in different Halloween themed patterns.<br/><br/>When that elf got back to work on that, another one hopped down from the ladder that he was using to reach an oven that was up above everyone's head, then grabbed a bag that seemed to have more cookies in it than the others. "Here you go. If you keep it a secret, you can have this one now and a proper staff baggie again at the party tomorrow night," he offered, obviously staring at the feline's assets rather than her face.<br/><br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="1131" data-username="@Tinkii" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/1131/">@Tinkii</a><a class="username" data-user-id="2079" data-username="@Sanity43217" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2079/">@Sanity43217</a><br/>With the rest of the chaotic hotel seemingly under the impression of mild control, the front desk handler looked up as a female came in and asked for her reservation. Normally, reservations weren't held because it was hell to try and keep up with the dates and times of them within this hotel. When it spanned the appearance in many different time periods and many different locations, some constant and some always moving, it made things a little difficult to make sure the staff side of things were handled properly. The magic made it to where the guests didn't have to worry about that issue, as however long they spent at the hotel is how ever long they had spent away from their own entry points. But for the people whom never left, they couldn't keep up with whether someone was coming in from the eighteenth century or the thirtyth century at times. It did seem like most of the guests weren't that far in the future, probably because the belief in magic thinned out in that time, but there were still a rare few that made their ways in.<br/><br/>Still, when the mention of a reservation was brought up, he started to look it up to see if this was one of the few exceptions to the rule. "Z-a-b-i-e-l-s-k-i? Yes, you seem to have a reservation right here. Oh, and it's one of the nicer rooms!" he responded, moving to grab a vibrant red key that matched the same color as the new guest's lips. He paused, though, as he wound up getting interrupted instead.<br/><br/>"Mr. Drach, sir, you could have waited just a minute more to ask, couldn't you?" the receptionist kindly chastised the repeat client, then pointed to a wall to his right, Drach's left. "Right through that door. Do be careful when you're done for the night, though, as it's on the fifth floor after you get there. Oh, and your favorite tender is currently serving. Ask for the Skulls on Half to get you started," he explained, watching as the wallpaper split and bricks magically formed around the entrance, fading in to a lovely wood finish and a heavy metal door that was thick enough to mute the loud music that played on the other side. The bar always had a lot of things going on there, but never bothered anyone outside of it because of the thick walls and doors.<br/><br/>"With that taken care of, here you go Ms. Zabielski. As I said, it looks like you got one of the nicer rooms. Please do not abuse the direct link to services, though. They do need a chance to take care of the normal rooms as well, but everything seems to already be paid for and completely covered. Thank you for choosing to stay with us. Once you get settled in, please feel free to head to the back here, or to the bar, or out to the garden, or really anywhere. As long as you aren't killing our guests in some obvious manner, and are not making too huge of a mess for us to clean up, feel free to enjoy yourself in any way imaginable.<br/><br/><br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="3769" data-username="@DarkOneInTheNight" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3769/">@DarkOneInTheNight</a><br/>"Of course, sir," the canine stated to the very straightforward werewolf that came up. Much like the previous guests, he quickly checked the lycan into a room, careful to make sure that it wasn't too close to any of the residing vampires. He didn't want to risk that bloodbath on his watch. When it was done and the key card taken rather coldly from the host's hand, Maya just tilted his head and considered re-booking the guest closer to the vampires around. If he wouldn't get into trouble for it, he might have considered, but as it was, he figured things were fine as they were. As long this wolf didn't shift and kill anyone, his rather distant demeanor wasn't exactly a bad thing, not if everything was taken into consideration.