mansionstaff: (Open Hand)
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.

title or description


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 |
bedroomblackbelt: ♥ Kiz (pic#5362249)

[personal profile] bedroomblackbelt 2013-03-27 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
It was difficult to determine if Rick had actually heard her, or dreamed he was hearing someone of the lady-type persuasion call his name.

"Mmmn..." It was likely the latter.

Oh. Oh. He was. He was drooling. On Blue's bed. Contentedly.
travelingbelle: (Pouty mcpout pout)

[personal profile] travelingbelle 2013-03-27 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
She went over. And she picked up the towel.

He was. Definitely drooling on the bed. Her bed. The bed she was going to sleep on.

In that moment he was the world's flirtiest golden retriever in her mind's eye.

But that didn't mean he could keep doing it. "Rick."
bedroomblackbelt: ♥ Kat (pic#5362522)

[personal profile] bedroomblackbelt 2013-03-29 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
It might have taken an extra second or two, but eventually he was stirred to consciousness, forgetting entirely how he ended up in this bed. In this room.

He looked over... Blue's bed in Blue's room.

Obviously they banged. Shame he couldn't remember any of that, either.

"Oh that explains everything." It was mostly said to himself but he rolled on his side and frowned, casually wiping the drool off his face with the back of his hand. Any other time would have been tolerable, but it was embarrassing his body would malfunction like that in front of a lady.

"I didn't wake you up any, did I sweetheart?"
travelingbelle: (huh? what do you mean?)

[personal profile] travelingbelle 2013-03-29 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, yes, that explained every.... no. Nothing was explained. What was explained? Nothing.

Blue lifted an eyebrow. "Uh... no... I was just getting some juice," she said, making a little point towards the door. The door she had come through while she was not sleeping with him. That door. The trainer cocked her head to the side.

"What are you doing in my room?"
bedroomblackbelt: ♥ Whit (pic#5835571)

[personal profile] bedroomblackbelt 2013-03-31 08:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Uhhhhh clearly you invited me in. Just don't remember it, but why else would I be here?"

Why, oh why, indeed.

"Not a bad turn of events, if I do say so myself."

If he did say so, himself.
travelingbelle: (Looking over there)

[personal profile] travelingbelle 2013-03-31 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Blue stared at him some more.

It was time to be frank. "I did not invite you." She did not. On the plus side, she didn't seem particularly upset.

"Did you maybe mistake it for your room...?"
bedroomblackbelt: ♥ Bret (pic#5835565)

[personal profile] bedroomblackbelt 2013-04-04 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
She didn't seem particularly upset. Rick seemed particularly confused. He remembered wandering around the hallways and after that everything was mostly a sleep-deprived blur.

"...mmmm nope." He answered after making an honest attempt to remember how he got here and how they obviously make sweet sweet bed love. "Can't remember a damn thing."

And really he could be content to leave it at that. Rick rolled from his side to his stomach, wiggling up to the edge of the bed. He'd wandered in here in just his towel, still ripped and tied around his waist but every other part of him was exposed. There was a rather noticeable amount of cuts, bruises and blemishes on his back, shins and forearms. He thought they looked cool, like he looked like some kind of hardened warrior, but truth be told they were hardly acquired in such a glorious fashion.

He propped his hands under his chin and gazed upon Blue adoringly. "Let's not get hung up on the details though. I'm here and you're here. This bed's plenty big enough for the both of us."