20th Blood [Hotel Lovin' Event]

[makemebreakfast]

[Arcueid had been pounding on the door for about a solid five minutes before she finally gave up, spinning around and smoothing out her pretty little red dress she'd been placed in for the evening. She then crossed her arms over her chest and huffed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.]

I guess we're pretty stuck. What's your name?

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[nagasakivampire]

[Well, he couldn't say he minded seeing anyone in that nice a dress, but Muraki would rather the clothing be on someone he knew than a complete stranger. He sighed and adjusted his tie absently. What was this town doing to them now? When she sat down on the bed, he did so in a chair nearby.]

Call me Muraki, as everyone else does. You are-?

[makemebreakfast]

Oh, sorry, I'm Arcueid Brunestud.

How long have you been in Mayfield?

[Arcueid still looked rather miffed about the situation, despite her attempt to initiate conversation.]

[nagasakivampire]

I believe just over a month and a half. Do you know if this is anything the town has done to people in the past? It seems like such an odd thing to do....

[makemebreakfast]

It's something they do to us kind of often. They make crazy things happen every once in a while just to make us suffer.

Though...this time it's kind of weak. Just forcing us to stay cooped up together? It makes me wonder if the food or alcohol is poisoned.