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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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"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.

"Oh quit your bitching." He said, wrapping his arms around Olimar and pulling him close, planting another kiss on his forehead. "What can I do to make it up to you, then? At least to make you shut up about it."

"What ever happened to feeling guilty about about it?" Though annoyed he wasn't speaking in an at all assertive tone, "Honestly do you really think I can be silenced so easily? I may not be the toughest guy you know but I have a spine too you know!" Unintentionally this was starting to turn into a rant full of complaints about being belittled when he's not one to be down talked. (At least in his point of view.)

Falcon rolled his eyes. "Actually yes. I think you can be silenced pretty easily. Now shut the hell up and go to sleep."

And with that, he took Olimar's face in his hands and pressed their lips firmly together.

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