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Characters: Many
What: Hotel Antics
Where: Fountain of Youth Hot Springs , hotel lobby and then some
When: today
Rating: Varies. PG-13 on average

[[ OOC notice. This post will act as a hub for hotel antics outside the bath areas. Each room (or place should you go exploring with your buddies) will be it's own thread IN THIS POST. Those of you STARTING threads make sure you fill the subject line appropriately (like "so & so's room " or "the grand buffet") for easy indexing. If comment threads get squished too far into the right after a while, feel free to start a new part 2 thread.

TEGAKI THREADS ARE ALSO ALLOWED. Anyone who begins a Tegaki log, post a link to that tegaki thread in a new thread WITHIN THIS POST as you would a new LJ room log.

Lastly, there's internet access so you can post personal thoughts and things in your regular journals but you don't need to link them here.

That is all!

I'm going to start the lobby thread in the comments]]

Oh, and

Mucho thankos to

sora_dake_ka for composing this map!

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((This is a little later obviously.))

The sudden burst of light hurt Olimar's eyes as blurs and random assorted brightness merged together again to form a more coherent picture of where he was. All he could remember what happened during the psychotic ride eventually they landed but it shook the whole bus and things went black, though it all went out in a burst of sharp stinging pain.

Even though it was clear to the captain that he was obviously off the bus now the unbalance of the speed was still in his system, adrenaline still not fully worn off. To see where exactly was he Olimar sat up to get a better view of his surroundings. It appeared to be the hotel room and not for a second did he doubt that, but that didn't matter at the moment. The aching pain in his head was still there and worse then when he blacked out. (Though this could be because he didn't feel it for long as it knocked him out) He tried to feel where he hit his head with his left hand to quickly flinch and withdrawal from the pain as it only made it worse.

"...D-Doug?..What happened, I don't remember getting in here...I didn't hit my head did I?...Say, how long has it been since we got here?"

Falcon let out an audible sigh of relief when Ollie sat up in the bed. "Oh thank God."

He stood up and made his way to the bathroom, reentering the main room with the icebucket and a towel. Repositioning himself on the bed next to Olimar, he shook a few cubes onto the towel and made an icepack, which he handed to the smaller captain. "Here. That'll help."

Pulling himself up on the bed to sit cross-legged, he used a hand to gently move Olimar to recline on the pillows. "We've been here for a little while...everyone's still getting settled into their rooms though. You...uh...hit your head pretty badly and got knocked out..." And it was my fault. "So I carried you in."

The ice pack for a second stung horribly but dulled, knowing it'll help he kept it to his head. He turned his head a little to Falcon, "W-well...at least we're here safe and sound." Olimar smiled trying to make light of things, "...so umm..."

A brief pause, sincerity shinned through his pain, "Thanks for doing that for me though...I must have looked pretty stupid huh?" He chuckled.

"Ollie, I was the one driving the bus in street clothes and my helmet. I'm pretty sure I was the one that looked stupid."

The mention of the bus ride sent a pang of guilt through Falcon. "Look...I'm really sorry this happened. I didn't want you to get hurt." But you still drove a bus at mach speed off a bridge. "You know how I am...I get into the moment and then I do stupid crazy reckless shit." He turned to the other captain and smiled a little. "You okay?"

"I WILL NOT let you feel guilty over this Doug, I'm fine see?" He gave another small sincere smile and used his free hand to pull himself closer to Falcon. "I want this trip to be enjoyable for the both of us. It should be apparent I'm fine with the way you are and I'll stand by you no matter what." Even if it involves surviving in a screaming metal deathtrap... "Just don't let Otacon play vehicle makeover anymore alright?" He teased Falcon and gave a light innocent peck on the cheek.

The kiss on the cheek was all the permission Falcon needed. He flashed Ollie a grin, wrapping both arms around him and tackling the smaller captain into the pillows.

"I can't promise that...he said, positioning himself above his partner, "so you should wear your seatbelt next time."

"Yeah I suppose you're right...I guess it's not like it matters, I can't stop you from doing what you like doing best." Falcon liked driving and driving fast, and it was alright with Olimar because it's what he wanted and all he could do was hope he won't get himself killed one day from this.

Falcon sensed the worry in Olimar's voice and flopped down next to the other captain, running a reassuring hand through his hair.

"But still, it was a pretty stupid thing to do...and we didn't even beat Minch here. It was a tie."

Ollie's last words made him smirk a little and move closer. "I can think of something I like better..." Well maybe not more than driving, but it was a close second.

"Oh, what would that be?" He is SO lying it's not even funny, but he's doing it to be sweet so I suppose that's good enough.

With another kiss, this one not as light, and a hand bringing the two face to face Olimar almost forgot about how badly his head hurt, "At least you didn't get hurt. Try not to get into so many encounters with that man...though someone needs to protect those students. I really worry about their safety."

(OOC: Numbers...apologizes to everyone else who dares peak at us painting houses but heeey I'm just being a nervous asshole.)

(Pfft, the thread's named sooper sekrit bf tiem, they should know what they're getting into XD)

"I think you know." Falcon gave a small laugh and wrapped his arms tighter, pulling Olimar close and gently kissing the bruise on his forehead.

"Feh. I don't wanna talk about that bastard right now. Come ooon, Ollie, we're on vacation. Let someone else worry about the students right now. We've got the room to ourselves and I'm not expecting any interruptions." He hoped his partner would get the hint. "What would you like to do?"

"I suppose you're right. We both could use some alone time." He hung on to Falcon's arm, "What I want to do? Hmm...let me think about that..."

The two were completely alone in a hotel room together in the same bed so maybe...

"We should order some room service! While we wait we could maybe talk and spend some more time together. After all it's always such a chore at school when it feels like students are somewhere out there from a distance watching." Falcon's innuendo flew over Olimar's head, this whole relationship wasn't one built around lust or complete physical attraction.

...Well that was a cockblock.

He didn't mind though (not like he really had the energy to do anything anyway), and gave Olimar another squeeze before reaching over to grab the hotel directory. "Here. I'll eat whatever you want."

Tossing the directory at the other captain, he sat up a bit and reached for the remote, turning on the TV and beginning to flip through the channels. "Stop me if you see something you like."

Cuddling wasn't so bad either.

While Falcon's advancement flew over his head he had a good idea what he wanted to do. Though his head was aching, it was mostly because as much as he loved Falcon it just didn't feel right at the moment.

By now the guilt of what he had been doing behind his family's back had been easily pushed aside, not ignored but stored away to deal with when things turn for the worse.

Nothing we've done is justified and everything has been so wrong...yet I still can't seem to let these moments slide.

Olimar looked at the directory as the TV echoed in his ears, it wasn't very pleasant with his headache but it was tolerable. "Let's see here...everything looks pretty good, so I think it's only fair to let you decide."

"Well what are you in the mood for?" Falcon asked, continuing to flip through the channels. "You want dessert or something? Honestly, I'm not all that hungry, so it's up to you."

He turned the volume down a bit and reached for the phone, handing it over to Ollie. "I'm tired, you call." Falcon wasn't about to let the other captain get away with missing his advancement...whether purposefully or not.

But he smiled and leaned into the smaller man, bringing his arm around him. He had to admit, it was nice.

"Alright then I guess I'll call." Olimar took the phone and started to call room service. "I don't ALWAYS want something sweet, for all you know I could be sick of it!" There was a brief pause as the two exchanged eye contact "...Okay that was a lie but I swear I like other things too!"

Being room service there wasn't much option for dessert but for the long ride to the hotel almost anything was fine, Olimar just wanted something nice to eat and rest a little later.

He couldn't help but laugh when Ollie got defensive. It was just too damn adorable. Waiting for him to finish the phone call, Falcon continued to absently scan the channels, pausing on what appeared to be an overly-dramatic soap opera.

"Hey, isn't this that girly show you watch with Powalski all the time?"

"IT IS NOT GIRLY!" he retorted in a rather pouty manner. He examined the screen as he put the phone away. "Oh! This is from season six! I haven't been able to rewatch most of those episodes so what luck!"

Realizing how utterly embarrassing and downright camp that sounded as he saw how unamused Falcon appeared and laughed sheepishly, "Or...we can watch something else."

He shot Ollie a look that said Are you kidding me?, but it softened when he saw the other captain was clearly embarrassed.

Falcon hesitated for a split second and then switched it to racing news, not taking his eyes off Olimar.

"I would do a lot of shit for you, Ollie, but watching a soap opera is not one of them."

Still, he felt a little bad for changing the channel when it was clear that the biology teacher wanted to watch the show. He opted to give him another squeeze instead.

"It sounds bad when it's put as a soap opera. I just had lots of different sub-plots and character development a-ANYWAYS I really don't mind watching this either. It's not like I'm a woman and can't handle not getting my way." That was meant to be a joke and was taken as such, both just stopped talking about though as the two huddled affectionately.

Falcon raised an eyebrow at Ollie's comment but kept his mouth shut about it, letting the silence settle comfortably into the room.

Truthfully, he was only half paying attention to the television, the fact that Olimar was curled up against him was a little distracting...but in a good way. He began to absently play with the other captain's hair as he felt himself grow sleepy.

"Hey...Ollie," he mumbled drowsily, letting his head fall on the fellow teacher's shoulder, "this is...really nice, you know?"

"Of course it is, this is why we decided to share a room, is it not?" Olimar decided to just drop the whole bus issue, the silent bliss accompanied by the dulled mumbles of the television set were relaxing to his ears despite his head injury. Falcon's movement made me smile and blush shyly as he took his hand nearest to his partner's and entangled them. Such peaceful nights don't come around as often as this.

He returned the smile and sat up a little more, growing drowsier by the second, the adrenaline from the bus fight finally wearing off. "Ollie, I'm not sure how much longer I can stay up." He kissed Olimar again before standing up and stripping down to boxers in preparation for sleep, climbing back into the bed when he was finished.

"You can...leave the TV on if you want, it doesn't bother me." He muttered into the pillows, pulling the blanket over him. "Just...get the light, would you?"

"No if anything I'm the one who needs rest. I'll go get the light." Olimar shut off the television and reached for the light switch to shut off the ceiling lamp. Not being as socially unconscious as Falcon even though the lights were off he switched his cloths for pajamas in the bathroom. Even though the room was pitch black Olimar managed to gain eyesight of where everything was.

"Hey uh...Doug?..." He whispered, tapping him to get his attention, "...Is it alright if we share a bed?...I mean it fits both of us and all..."

"Hmm? Uh...yeah, sure. I was expecting to." He raised his head from the pillows and grinned. "Why, you scared of the dark?"

An awkward pause. "Hell, I'm just kidding. C'mere."

Olimar knew he was kidding before he ever said so, knowing Falcon that was a typical response. "Yeah because after struggling to escape somewhere safe at night in the woods in fear of getting teared alive by the beasts that live there if there's one thing I'm afraid of is a dark room." He joined Falcon on the other side of the best. He placed one of the pillows over head and whined, "My head still hurts..." with nothing to focus on and the head throbbing silence of course that would be Olimar's main focus at the moment.

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