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Nov. 8th, 2004 08:17 pmThis Hotel is mega-creepy. OK, I'm a demon. I'm a bounty-hunter! All 38 inches of me -humans are huge! This Hotel still gives me the creeps, even sitting under the brightest light in the office.
I prefer action. Most Diran do. I've been stuck for ages, sitting in this office going through the files, looking for where I can contact that half-Brachen Doyle.
If I could find an address or phone number for the clotheshorse, or even Fangboy, I might find out more about the job - and the reward.
I thought I heard something outside, but then the sound stopped when my laptop alarm went off. It could have been a mouse but it sounded like something heavy trying to be very quiet... so I kept quiet myself while I put their big fan on the floor behind a desk and plugged it in. I stuck a piece of folded paper in a drawer and got it positioned so the blades of the fan just lightly flick it as they turn. That made enough noise to sound as if I was on one side of the room while I sneaked over to the other.
Then I checked my weapons and got them well to hand, with the Diran-knife I keep in my sock sliding out nice and easy. With any luck the caller would be one of the greckles I was looking for - maybe even Doyle, but there was something about those sounds. You get an instinct in my line of work. Something out there sounded like trouble coming creeping.
Of course, the last time I thought that it was a cat.
I prefer action. Most Diran do. I've been stuck for ages, sitting in this office going through the files, looking for where I can contact that half-Brachen Doyle.
If I could find an address or phone number for the clotheshorse, or even Fangboy, I might find out more about the job - and the reward.
I thought I heard something outside, but then the sound stopped when my laptop alarm went off. It could have been a mouse but it sounded like something heavy trying to be very quiet... so I kept quiet myself while I put their big fan on the floor behind a desk and plugged it in. I stuck a piece of folded paper in a drawer and got it positioned so the blades of the fan just lightly flick it as they turn. That made enough noise to sound as if I was on one side of the room while I sneaked over to the other.
Then I checked my weapons and got them well to hand, with the Diran-knife I keep in my sock sliding out nice and easy. With any luck the caller would be one of the greckles I was looking for - maybe even Doyle, but there was something about those sounds. You get an instinct in my line of work. Something out there sounded like trouble coming creeping.
