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Smash Rising Mods ([personal profile] mansionstaff) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2013-03-24 08:35 pm

It's like the fun never ends.

Who: Errybody
What: HOT SPRINGS: HOTEL EDITION
Where: The hot springs RESORT.
When: March 25th - March 29th
Warnings: Hotel shenanigans.

After a relatively normal bus ride, you find yourself at a secluded mountain resort.

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The hotel is all-inclusive, with every manner of amenities and activities (skewed toward the relaxing--with saunas and spas and hot tubs aplenty) to keep one occupied for a full five days. Time for some much needed R & R.

It's dangerous to go alone. Take this!

((OOC: This log is for all interactions taking place in the hotel. Event info is here! Please remember to note location/time in your top level comments, and link back and forth when you threadhop! Spring shenanigans go here, and please don't hesitate to contact a mod if you have any questions. Don't forget to TAG YOUR DUDES.))

DIRECTORY:
| Banjo | Blaze | Chili | Cyrus | Daisy | Eirika | Eggman | Ellistree | Girls' Sleepover | Goombella | Gordon | Green | Haytham | Ishimaru | Jin | Jolt | Lucca | Lyra | Mac | Mary | Naoya | Noel | Nyx | Pit | Red | Rick | Riwane | ROB | Schezo | Shadow |
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[personal profile] bigclaws 2013-03-27 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Stop talking. Stop talking. Stop talking.

Stop. Talking.

Chili. No. That was a name that Flynn didn't want to hear. Not a person she wanted to see. No. No. Her piece of paper had been long gone, and not even Lyra had found out about the incident. Her humiliating defeat to those flying beasts, having to know she carried this human person around for the most of the day, feeling so... so... inexplicable.

If she had cheeks, maybe they would have been red - red with the anger boiling up in her that had her pincers crushing up closer together, even though they were already closed. Flynn no longer had one pointed at Chili's face, but she felt no better. Oh, no.

Punch. Punch. Hithithithithithit. Hit something. Hit him. Her. Hit the Pansear. Hit hit.

Flynn, fortunately, hit none of the above, but stood glaring towards Chili's direction (which, for the most part, did look like her default expression) even a little after he had stopped speaking. She had to get out of this, now. Away. This didn't exist. This human didn't exist.

She turned away coldly, still not speaking, and started to walk away from them. The Scizor didn't care about fighting no more. She only cared about this moment being gone and not existing any further.
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[personal profile] makesyouhot 2013-03-27 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Chili wasn't sure what else to say, but once Flynn just turned to leave like that, she blinked at her back with bewilderment.

"Hey- wait, what's going on?!" Chili called, tilting her head again. "Did I say something wrong? I thought..." She cast her gaze down to Pansear, who stared up at his trainer with just as much confusion as she. The Pokémon shrugged at her, and she looked back to Flynn.
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[personal profile] bigclaws 2013-03-27 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
And so Flynn spent the rest of the vacation in Lyra's room.
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[personal profile] makesyouhot 2013-03-27 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
That sure was puzzling. She'd... have to be on the lookout for Flynn again, wouldn't she? And she probably had some explaining to do to Pansear, now that he was looking at her with expectancy.

So maybe it was time for Chili to head for her own room and let Pansear know what the deal was. Yeah...