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Quetz: They were good, but more chocolate would make them GREAT. *Vanishes into the kitchen for 20 minutes and comes out carrying a table sized tray of cookies the size of dinner plates*

Quetz: Like this. Try one. *Hands over cookie*

**maria and marla takes a cookie two handed and bite at corners*

There good. Very good.. But this looks more like a meal than a snack!
*maria*

*marla*
Epic cookies.... Not sure how much I can eat!
*nibbling at corners*

Quetz: I really can't make small cookies with my hands this big...

*Maria laughs*
Its fine. I cannot make cookies that big! there delicious thankyou!

Id only get two in the oven at once!
Plus I made little heratics being run over by a little cookie repressor and a little butter tank with little benny waving..

*marla*
There great! Thanks, your a good cook.

*Quetz bows his head*

Quetz: It comes from millennia of practice. We each had a roll to play with Nick. Horus was mechanics, I was the cook, Cal was the medic, Thoth the record keeper and bookworm.

*Marla yawns* I'm sleepy... Thanks again for the cookie.

*smiles and goes to repressor *

*Maria hugs Marla before leaving *
Night pillowy one... *laughs*

Yeah, well your a great cook, Il tell you next time I cook up a batch. Night. *hugs quetz as best he can be and goes to inside nibbling on giant cookie *

*Quetz pats Maria on the head and goes to give a cookie to Black Hawk and Billy*

Black Hawk: *Munch munch* Master, since when have you been such a good cook?

OOC: Also, Marla and Maria are really petty if they're trying to cut off Leonie's supply of drink

*continues polishing Baneblade and whistling cheerfully*

Ooc the ship had a missing customs ticket for the cargo...

What could a beurocrat do? Lol.

Nare, was not entirely serious with that one.

But she does drink one drink. From one bar... No one else seems to sell...

OOC: Still really really petty. That's like hiding someone's favorite video game or book just so they can't enjoy it.

Quetz: Since 1904. I started experimenting because I was bored with the Dark Elders.

Billy: How come you never cooked anything while were around?

Quetz: Because it would ruin my scare factor back then.

Billy: Being able to take away our Immortality will always be scary master. I'll admit to being a little on edge around you even now....

*OT walks over to Mel to admire her work*
OT: That's the best condition I've ever seen her in.

*Hanging upside-down behind OT inspecting him*

So, were you born a bird, or did you just kinda fall into it?

*Knight joins Maria in he Repressor*

*Amelia joins Yarrick in bed in the hotel*

OOC Yes, I do have little keys imprinted into my face.

*OT looks sad*
OT: That's a rather personal question to ask someone you just met... I was born Humani. In the year 1330...

*Realizes*

Oh! Sorry! I was just trying to make a joke...I thought you were always a bird, never even thought to think you were ever a human...Sorry again...

*Rubs neck*

No hard feelings, right bird-man?

OT: I suppose not. You didn't know.
I am Nicholas Flamel. Welcome to the room

Hello Nicholas. I'm Jordan.

*Holds out hand*

*Remembers she's still upside-down*

*Drops down and lands on feet*

*Holds out hand*

*Shakes hand*
OT: So what brought you here?

*Seems somewhat disturbed by the wing-handshake*

*Forces it down and swallows loudly*

Well I er, I have no idea. I was meant to do some random quest, and I woke up here...

OT: Hmmm... what was the Quest?

'Hunt this monster!' but there wasn't any drawing of the monster.

*Shrugs*

Odd ayyy?

OT: I guess. Well, I suppose we'll have to arrange for a room for you. Here *hands over large brass key* take number 48.

OOC: I'm off for now. Be back in a hour or so

Thanks! That's really nice of you!

*Jogs off to room 48 but stops*

*Looks over to the shower block*

*Sneaks off towards the shower block*

*Slowly wakes up*

Where am I?

*Rises in a sitting position*

*Armour is stacked neatly right next to the shower*

*Attempting to turn it on*

*Accidentally turns the cold water on to full blast*

*Surprise yelp is heard from the shower block*

*Stands up an walks out of infirmary*

Its been a long time, I could use a drink...

*Looks questioningly towards the sound of the yelp*

*Adjust water to warmer and breathes out*

Much better...

*Starts having a shower

[Bridget wanders into the shower block and shows Jordan how to set the water temp]

[Yarrick wakes up with a jolt after a few hours] ..!
..oh. [Looks around] [Breathes]

*Hastily covers self and turns away*

JESUS! I'M HAVING A SHOWER HERE!

*Still hasn't seen what Bridget looks like*

*Amelia stirs but doesn't wake up*

Amee: Mmm...Mhhmhh...

[Bridget chuckles] Sorry. I assumed most people here were moderately without embarrassment. It's an odd room. [Tucks tail around waist a few times to hide self] Better?
[Potters into nearby shower and uses a mango scented scrub]

[Yarrick smiles and gets dressed quietly] [Checks time] ... [Winces] [Gently wakes Amelia] We've got an hour, babe. [Shivers]

*To Roland* OT: Ah, you're awake. Mind telling me exactly what happened to you?

*To Ot* Met with a wretched being who told me a pack of lies..

*A gnawing sensation blooms in my head*

What is that noise?