Lilo was sitting in the lobby. She had a bowl of cut pineapple beside her, and her legs tucked under her dress. She was reading a book on dermatological conditions, and every now and then would dogear one of the glossy pages. She read quietly to herself, from time to time plucking a bit of fruit and munching on it. Only a few times did she have ( Read more... )

When his door was finally unlocked, if one were to enter his room, they would find the alcoholic contents of the Fifth Doctor's minibar emptied and the little bottles covering the floor ( Read more... )

His hair was a mess ( Read more... )

Lilo had taken a swim, had a chocolate pudding for lunch, and read a book. But she was still bored. She went back to her room to paint and listen to music. Nothing. Still bored. She looked around for something to do, then grinned when she saw her camera. She wound it, feeling something inside catch. It felt like there might be film in side ( Read more... )

The Doctor couldn't find the preserves.

When compared to the more pressing issues of an inescapable pocket dimension, missing time senses and a veritable cabaret of tense and edgy guests to navigate, missing preserves might not have seemed like anything important.  However, since the Doctor had grown fed up with the rich food at the buffet and ( Read more... )

What: Lilo hears River dreaming and walks in to meet her.
Where: River's room.
When: A few nights ago (I suck at posting).
Warnings: None.

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Lilo had taken to keeping a diary since she'd found out she couldn't leave the hotel. The entries were brief, and mostly written in crayon, but they all were about the same thing: what she missed back home, the faces she hoped to see again, what she wondered Nani and Stitch were up to ( Read more... )

Lilo was exploring the hotel. She was wearing her bathing suit, shorts, and flip-flops, and the shoes made an odd sort of flapping sound as she shuffled down the halls. She rounded corners, running her fingers over the rich wallpaper, humming 'Jailhouse Rock'. She wanted to know more than just where the dining hall and her bedroom was. If she ( Read more... )

The Doctor had half rebuilt his sonic screwdriver, and that was only because he kept at it every moment of every day. At the moment, he was in the dining room, a half eaten plate of salad in front of him. Every ten minutes or so he'd shovel a forkful of salad in his mouth ( Read more... )

It was sandwich day. Lilo ran along the beach, barefooted and in her bright red swimsuit, peanut butter sandwich in hand. She swam into the water, holding the sandwich aloft, waiting until she saw the chubby orange fish ( Read more... )