Jaylen flicked some excess hair from his eyes. Maybe I should cut it.He thought to himself before looking up at Sam. "So when are you going to so me to my room? I could really use a clean up right about now."

(What time is it in the RP)

Abigail sunk back into a corner, flipped through a magazine or two, and when she had finally given up, flipped open a small book of hers and began to write about the things she had done that day.

I better stop being so shy - it's just not healthy.

Regardless of her lack of speaking up or not, she continued to write down more and more, switching from her day to her feelings to possible characters to even some stories, all the while keeping her eyes on the three people apparently arguing over a room.
At least, that's what she got from it, anyway.

(Almost lunch.)

Sammy nodded to his question. "Well first we're going to walk her all the way to her room and then come back down. There's a hot springs or a normal shower attached to your room. Well, everyone gets their own bathroom in their room. Most guests just use that, some use the hotsprings. I personally like the hot springs. Especially at night." She informed him.

(switching back to itouch)

(T^T hey! he was training outside in the backyard what do you expect? he ish sweaty lolz)

Once Mamoru was back in his room, he closed the door behind him, locking it shut and immediatly taking off the towel that was around him. Throwing the towel onto the bed, he grabbed his chained undercoat armor, slipping it on and placing his sword as well as outer armor next to his bed. "Alright...maybe some sleep will take my mind off that day.." he whispered to himself getting onto the bed than laying his head down gently onto the pillow, even though it wasn't even dark outside he placed his hand over his forehead closing his eyes tightly trying to fall asleep but no matter how much he tried, all he could do was now relive that horrid day.

(lol. Okay. Suuuuuurrrreee (;

switching to Itouch...)

(:O What is that suppose to mean?? Its not like hes even interacted with anyone. >.< )

"At night, huh? Do you happen to go out there at night?" Before Jaylen could get too carried away he stomach grumbled. When was the last time her ate something other than berries. Jaylen rubbed his stomach silently pleading with it to shut up. His cheeks turned rosey due to his embarassment.

"The names Marley." Marley interupted.

(Sorry. I kind of forgot what I put her last name as >_<)

While Mamoru laid on the bed in his room, he kept trying to get some sleep but nothing seemed to work. C'mon...stop thinking about that!! he yelled out within his head as he sat up onto his bed since he couldnt sleep and was still sweating from his anger re-rising. He couldn't stand it any longer, he had to somehow get rid of all this anger and guilt that was boiling up inside him as he stood up putting his armor back on. Once he had his armor and sword, he left his room closing the door forgetting that he left the key on the table. The door wasn't locked so maybe he could get back in if someone just didnt lock it. He stormed back downstairs to the main lobby than right out the front door not bothering to even take a look at anyone in the room. Looking around outside, he noticing how everything looked still so peaceful. Grabbing onto the hilt of his sword he ran to the back of the building looking at the tree that he had attacked earlier and left a large indent into it. Maybe if he could cut down this tree, he could calm himself down; but even than it seemed very doubtful. Out of no where he began to slash at the tree nonstop as his own sword didnt even do much to it, once more as usual all it did was indents into the tree and not to mention causing the sword to become even duller.

Sammy smirked at Jaylen and began to nod just as his stomach growled. She laughed lightly and opened her mouth to tell him about food when the girl interrupted them. She looked over at her sharply and managed a small smile. She caught a glimpse of cat boy and shrugged it off. She scribbled the girls name and closed the book. She turned, still hearing Jaylen's stomach. She grabbed the keys and bit her lip. "Kora!" She called. "Kora will show you two to your rooms. A guest is hungry and that's my first job before this. I apologize." She told the two girls, more towards the new maid than the other girl. Honeslty, it was a good excuse to get away from the snobish girl, plus the job she actually liked was being a waitress and Jaylen was hungry. "We'll get you food and then I'll show you to your room. That sound okay, Jay?" She asked, calling him Jay for the first time instead of handsome or something along those lines. She grabbed his key and placed it on the desk while she waited for Kora to come. It really sucked that she didn't have a pocket.

Jaylen snatched up the key and put it in his jeans pocket. His eyes widened a bi when she called him Jay. No one had ever given him a nickname. It was nice. Maybe he could find a friend in the flirtatious hostess. "Thanks Sam. I'm starving." He rubbed his stomach for emphasis.
'

Marleysighed and rolled her eyes, her arms crossed. "Fine, whatever." She said, before twisting her hair around in her fingers boredly. She smirked thinking of an idea. She could tell the lady didn't like her, which was completely fine with Marley, but she was a guest. "What if I told you I was hungry too?" She asked, the smirk still running clear on her face.

Kora instantly looked up as her name was being called. She rushed downstairs, "Yes?"

No matter how much he tried Mamoru kept swinging at the tree in full force as he noiced how it did nothing to it besides cause more dents. "what the hell?! What the hell?! Break damn you break!!!" he screamed out at the top of his lungs this time as he felt how his tail's fur felt like they were as sharp as needles. His own nails began to grow out like claws just like a cat as his own skin smooth skin began to grow fur as well; it was almost like his primal instincts were acting up as he threw his sword onto the floor ripping off the external armor with his bare hands and claws now I my wearing he chain armor under it. With a little hiss he began to claw at the cherry tree nonstop until it finally gave through and broke right off its trunk falling onto the floor with a loud thud.

Sammy grinned and nodded, hoping he didn't mind the nickname. Jaylen was a really long name that she didn't want to really spend her mouth energy on. Her head whipped to look at the snobish girl when she spoke. "I'd say the food isn't all that good. That lunch isn't too far away from now. And that Kora is showing you to your room wether you well damn please or not." She snapped. Sammy could be absolutely mean when she wanted to. She turned and smiled at Kora. She picked up the two other guests keys and handed them to Kora after stepping out from behind the counter. "Room 116 and 256. Please show them to their room. Thank you dear." She gave her a light kiss on the cheek, turned and walked over to Jay. She smiled and grabbed his hand, glared at the snob and stalked off, practically dragging Jay behind her.

Jaylen grabbed his bag off the floor as he allowed Sam to drag him around. "Slow down." Jaylen chuckled as Sam rushed about. Marley couldn't have been that bad. You just needed to have a little patience. Then again he spent most of his life round people like her. Maybe he became immune to her.

[Aww, LoonLight ignored Cori-kun :cry: Welp, moving on =3]

Corova raised an eyebrow as the girl he addressed quietly moved to a corner to read. "Hmm, strange." he muttered, wondering if maybe she hadn't heard him. Shrugging it off, he continued on his way. Up the simple but elegantly decorated stairs he climbed, past the first and second guestroom levels. Finally he arrived at his room.

If anybody were to enter his place, they would initially find the area around the door neat and tidy. But halfway through, the room turned into a colorful storage space for open paint cans and stained cloth. Shelf upon shelf of used paintbrushes lined the walls. Canvases both empty and completed lay on the floor and were propped up against one side of his bed. And lastly, his unfinished paintings stood on their easels by the windows and balcony door. Some were just drying up.
Cordova preferred painting outdoors whenever he could. He often painted on his balcony and has more than once splattered paint on Sammy's head whenever she went out onto hers. It just so happened that her room was right below his. At least she hasn't thrown him out for accidents such as those. Yet.

The sorcerer hummed a merry tune as he worked on his latest project. He didn't need to go back to the lake again to finish it since he remembered the rest of the moonlit scene. It was just the swans he had problems with and that he managed to finish the night before. Satisfied with how it all looked, Cordova set the painting aside so that it could dry. Now it was time to sell his other works. But first a bath.

Grabbing a change of new clothes, the orange haired man left his room and headed for the bath house next to the hot springs. Towels were already provided for guests so he didn't need to bring his. On his way there, he heard the distinct sound of a tree crashing and could only guess what happened to it.

Sammy blinked and did slow down at his words. She still lead him to the dining room though. "I'm sorry. She just reminds me of my parents and their friends. And I absolutely hated them. That's why I'm even here in the first place. To get away from them and people like them. You'd think I'd be used to it. But I'm not." She shrugged and pushed the dining room doors open. She saw that breakfast things were already gone. "So. What would you like for a snack?" She asked, pulling out a chair closest to the kitchen out for him.

Name: Will DillardAge: 18
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Position: Journalist covering the hotel.
Short Bio: Sent here after getting a journalist job to write about the conditions, good, or bad, and report it back to his job, he has a year to do his report.
Description: Has Brown hair down to his shoulders, wears a black shirt with a brown vest over it. Wears blue jeans at all time, blue eyes, pearly white teeth, and black leather shoes. Carries a journal and a pen with him at all times, and will talk for hours on end without stopping. So if you have no time to talk, better avoid Will at all costs.

(Y-your soo mean. T_T. Jk. Marley had it coming.)

Marley practically smiled when she was yelled at. "Your right. Your food probably taste like barf anyways. Thanks for saving me from eating it." She shot back, before victoriously grinning and turning away.

Kora nervously watched as Sammy yelled at the neko girl. She nodded as Sammy told her what to do, before Sammy kissed her on the cheek and walked off with a newcomer. Kora smiled slightly, "Right this way." She instructed before she started to walk.

As Mamoru had finally broken the tree down, he stayed within his primal state still giving off screams as he began to claw at the trunk of the tree as if it were some kind of a rug to a cat. He couldnt even control himself anymore, he really was starting to lose his mind due to himself remembering too much of his own failure to save the princess. Though now at least after breaking the tree he felt as though it only made things worse since nothing even changed. "why?!...why couldnt I do it?!" he asked himself as he collasped flat onto the ground still covered in his white fur all over his body as well as his tail still swaying left to right. The whole time he laid on the ground the more he thought about his past remembering the screams of the princess dying the manical laughter of the orcs butching her. The more he heard those screams and laughter within his head the more he couldnt stand it as he bursted out screaming as well clawing at everything now; himself, the armor, the sword, the ground and the trees. "Stop!! Get out of my head!! Stop laughing stop screaming go away!!" he screams out as Mamoru started to even have tears coming down his cheeks.

"Can I have a sandwich please?" Truthfully he didn't care what he ate as long as he had something in his stomach. He took a seat and had a clear view into the kitchen. He dummed his fingures along the table and waited for Sam. "So what did your parents do for a living? You said they were snobbish. Must have been really wealthy."

((Ugh, I have to go. D= G'night everybody!))

Sammy nodded. She walked into the kitchen, remembering what the snob had yelled after her. god she hated her. She made him a simple sandwhich hoping he liked the kind and added some chips, hoping he liked that, and then got apple juice. Everyone liked apple juice right? She put it all neatly on a tray and brought it out. She was setting it infront of him when he asked about her parents. She nodded, sitting next to him and leaning back, crossing her legs at the knee. "My dad owns a marketing buisness and my mom is a modeling, acting, singing, and band agent. She juggles a lot so she knows a lot of people, in return gaining a lot of money." She didn't talk about her family fondly.

[Goodnight Shredster :)]

Jaylen dug in without a second thought. He hummed in delight and listened to her talk about her parents. Her body language changed a bit. She didn't seem like the flirty desk girl he met earlier. Jaylen swallowed his first bite and gave her a genuine smile. "So they never had much time for you right?"

She looked a little lonely. He was wrong by assuming but he couldn't help it. The only his father was interested in him was when he was talking about carrying on the family business. His mother was never around. Which was pretty sad considering she didn't even have a job. Unless that included keeping the gardener busy.