House decorating is a good reason to start a new thread, yes?

[a_broken_replay]

[On the forty-second floor of the hotel a door opens and Memory steps out into the hall, yelling following her until she shuts the door. Gah, she adores her guardians, really, but one day Silent and Marshmallon are going to kill each other. Or, rather, Silent would kill Marshmallon. Marshmallon would likely just try to eat the little warrior.

So, no

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[noecebo]

[And she quickly slides into the elevator, standing right next to Seiran...]

Excuse me.

Emerald! I mean, uh, nvm!

[a_broken_replay]

?

[She looks at the smiling woman with a curious look.]

Um, hello. Can I help you?

>_>

[noecebo]

Nothing.

[She smiles.]

You seem rather confused. Are you new here?

Eh-heh, sorry.

[a_broken_replay]

Ah, I just arrived recently.

[Returning the smile, she hits the button for the ground floor before looking at her.]

What floor do you need?

[faintapparition]

[Iris doesn't actually live anywhere near here, but he's been lurking in the elevators too see who he can find. Lots of people use the elevators, right?

Oh look. Here's someone he doesn't recognize. Giving a standard Iris-smirk,] Going down?

1/3

[a_broken_replay]

Hmm?

[Seiran glances up just as she's about to push a button.]

2/3

[a_broken_replay]

[Only to spot an oh-so-familiar face lurking transparent above her!]

3/3

[a_broken_replay]

[But she manages a rather belated recovery and gives a wan smile.]

Uh, yes, I was planning to.