<strong>Victor Orestes, Front Desk with Herring</strong><br/><br/>Victor was pleased when the woman offered over her weapons willingly. Watching the various items being placed on the desk before him, he studied them with his artificial eye, marking each of them clearly and nodding with accord. He truly wasn’t all the surprised with the multitude of weapons from one person. It was a common sight among the loners of the world as things were more centered on the survival of the fittest and to be armed to the teeth was perfectly natural, even expected. To come into an unknown region or group without revealing a good number of weapons could be seen as an insult in some shady places and so Victor just smiled and met the gaze of Herring, curious as to why there seemed to be so much eye contact going on. The other guests he had checked in had merely handed over their weapons, signed and been about their way. But Victor sensed that perhaps the doctor was awaiting something from him, some surprise perhaps that a woman was armed to such a degree. He was sorry to disappoint but he really wasn’t going to act beyond what he felt. “Very good, thank you for being so forthcoming with your various items Dr. Herring.”<br/><br/>George moved forward then, gathering up the various items and escorting them off to the private and secure locker of the Pleasure Dome. Victor did not see any harm in letting the doctor hold onto the ammunition as he felt that the woman had willing handed over all her weapons. Turning the book around, Victor slid it forward so that the doctor would be able to sign it. “Just sign here and here and I will get your key for you. Seems you will be staying in room 108. You are welcome to head there right away and place your things. The majority of the guests are currently congregating in the Playground though some may have broken off to attend to…ummm…personal matters. Please feel free to wander down there and enjoy yourself.”<br/>