Day 35: Black Rock Hotel
[from here]
Aidou ate as he walked, but most of the scant 'breakfast' wasn't anything that would sit well in his stomach, let alone fill it. By the time he'd gotten near the hotel, he'd eaten the muffin and dumped the rest in the trash. The packet of coupons he kept hidden away in a pocket.
Now this would be interesting. And probably infuriating. After all, he had the face for professional modeling and the demeanour of a noble. Any townspeople were probably well aware of who had come from Landel's House of Horror and who hadn't, but how blindly stupid could real humans be before any mental persuasion became obvious? That was the real test.
The vampire was probably more mentally sound than half the people here, to begin with.
He entered the hotel and took in the decor at a glance. By Landel's standards, he was eighteen, so it was possible he could get into any 'adult only' places like the bar. Hmmm. Positioning himself at the front desk like any polite visitor would (which was far too much politeness already, as far as Aidou was concerned), he waited to be acknowledged.
Aidou ate as he walked, but most of the scant 'breakfast' wasn't anything that would sit well in his stomach, let alone fill it. By the time he'd gotten near the hotel, he'd eaten the muffin and dumped the rest in the trash. The packet of coupons he kept hidden away in a pocket.
Now this would be interesting. And probably infuriating. After all, he had the face for professional modeling and the demeanour of a noble. Any townspeople were probably well aware of who had come from Landel's House of Horror and who hadn't, but how blindly stupid could real humans be before any mental persuasion became obvious? That was the real test.
The vampire was probably more mentally sound than half the people here, to begin with.
He entered the hotel and took in the decor at a glance. By Landel's standards, he was eighteen, so it was possible he could get into any 'adult only' places like the bar. Hmmm. Positioning himself at the front desk like any polite visitor would (which was far too much politeness already, as far as Aidou was concerned), he waited to be acknowledged.