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1st Kill ~ Consoles / Video and/or Action [Hotel Lobby]
[The feed flickers on to show an up-close view of a man's torso, wearing a dark-coloured jacket and plenty of straps.]
Did I do it right...? [Comes the thick, Irish brouge of the man, before he shifts back, revealing his face in the process.] ...I'm assumin' that red light means it's workin'... If not, I probably look madder'n a frog in a sock talkin' to meself like this.
[Shay pushes a hand through his hair, scratching at his head, sighing.]
You all sure do give a man a lot to think through. I mean, Christ, I just got here'n yer talkin' 'bout turtles and consoles... Enough to drive a man t'drink.
[A pause.]
Speakin' of... if any o'ye fine folk could point me in the direction of where I could get a wee dram, it'd be most appreciated. There's gotta be a pub or a tavern 'round here somewhere... O'course, I don't have much in the way of local currency.
[The man sighs, leaning against the desk the console is on.]
This is gonna be a wee problem, isn't it?
((OOC: People are free to encounter him in the lobby of the Midnight Hotel.))
Did I do it right...? [Comes the thick, Irish brouge of the man, before he shifts back, revealing his face in the process.] ...I'm assumin' that red light means it's workin'... If not, I probably look madder'n a frog in a sock talkin' to meself like this.
[Shay pushes a hand through his hair, scratching at his head, sighing.]
You all sure do give a man a lot to think through. I mean, Christ, I just got here'n yer talkin' 'bout turtles and consoles... Enough to drive a man t'drink.
[A pause.]
Speakin' of... if any o'ye fine folk could point me in the direction of where I could get a wee dram, it'd be most appreciated. There's gotta be a pub or a tavern 'round here somewhere... O'course, I don't have much in the way of local currency.
[The man sighs, leaning against the desk the console is on.]
This is gonna be a wee problem, isn't it?
((OOC: People are free to encounter him in the lobby of the Midnight Hotel.))
[video]
Hardly. Nothin' more'n a sailor who made a bit o'his own luck. Crowns're what we call coins of a middlin' value.
Melted it? Do they not accept the coins outright?
[video]
Oh. Well that's kind of a silly name for your coins, naming them after something else. [Said rather matter-of-factly.]
Well they wouldn't accept money from my tribe, [he says suddenly complaining.] Something about it being too blue or something. But melt it all down and suddenly it's all sorts of valuable.
Maybe yours will be different.
[video]
[He holds his hands up in a mock defensive manner.]
Maybe. We'll see. Know anywhere I can melt it down?
[video]
Plus, it's a good place to stay until you get your feet under you here. I mean, it's kind of hard to find a good apartment if you don't have the juulan to pay for it.
[video]
The owner of this place is certainly makin' a name fer himself.
[video]
Re: [video]
[Said in as much of a 'duh, obviously' tone as an 18th century Irishman can muster.]
Well, I'm grateful. I've done me fair share of sleepin' on the streets, not particularily wantin' to do it again.
[video]
Hey, I can't blame 'em for thinking that. Still would have been nice for them to roll out the red carpet for us and actually appreciate they're back.
Nevertheless, yeah, the Hotel's better than sleeping on the streets for sure. Or out in the wilderness. You really never do appreciate just how good a real bed is until you've been sleeping on rocks and trees for half of a year...
[video]