At the Hotel

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

After he saw Shane he made his way to the hotel to wait for his beautiful little bird, Crane. Jonathan would enjoy his gift ever so much...and it was always a good idea to keep your pets well-taken care of. He sits behind the check in desk...waiting.

((for both gotcanewillpoke and master_of_fear, and I suppose if anyone else wnats to check in, you can.))

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[names-ash.livejournal.com]

*clears throat as he walks up to the desk*

Erm, I'd like to make a reservation, if that's possible.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

What for? [He sneers at the man with hte metal hand and passable fashion sense.]

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Jackass of a landlord is taking off with my room over Thanksgiving. So... 23rd to the 27th, if you could.

Nice shades, by the way.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Marvelous. Several days worth of you. And will you be joining us for the banquet? [He shuffles papers and grabs a pen.]

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

There's gonna be a banquet? Hells yeah, count the King in on some of that action. Money is no object.

Name's Ash, by the way. Ash Williams.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Of course it is, Mr. Williams. And will your psychotic alter ego be joining you?

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Well informed for a guy I never met before. No, last I checked, he'd been beaten to a pulp and buried. So, unless the guy managed to claw his way outta the grave, I figure he won't be joining anybody except the fella with the cloven hooves and the pitchfork, if you catch my drift.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

He doesn't have cloven hooves or a pitchfork, you dolt. Sign here.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

*signs*

You'd know from experience, huh?

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House walks in to the hotel, eyes quickly scanning the set up. He's not disappointed in the lobby, and expects the rooms will be quite nice as well.

He makes his way to the check out counter, and taps his cane on the floor. "Good evening, Mr Crawley."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

CrOWley, doctor. You want a room, for the weekend, yes?

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Blue eyes twinkled. Purposely using the wrong name was one quirk of his, he liked to see how people reacted. If they reacted.

"Yes. A room for two." He propped his cane against the wall and leaned on the counter.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

For how long? [He's supremely bored with the paperwork, forms he regretted ever inventing now.]

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"Tomorrow night." Getting Wilson away from the clinic two nights in a row wasn't likely to happen, not so soon after he'd been forced down with the migrane.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Two. Tomorrow. So...we have these different rooms. How much do you want to spend on your sweetness? [Slides him a brochure showing the rooms which I swear I'll get up online soon from singles to suites]

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Money isn't an issue for House. He glances at the singles, but is drawn to the suites.

"He deserves the best you've got. You have Jacuzzi rooms? I want all the stops, rose petals on the bed and everything else."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Honeymoon suite? Big bed, heart shaped jacuzzi...all the temptations.

After House has gone

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

When Jonathan said he'd come straight after the fashion show, he meant it. He put on a t-shirt but he's still wearing the leather pants, the eyeliner, the lipgloss and the hairgel. He also still has the broken nose and the few cuts large enough to have not healed yet. The bruising is almost completely gone. He didn't wake up this morning feeling as wonderful as he had everyday of the week previously but he's still in a relatively good mood.

He enters the hotel, taking several moments to admire his surroundings before looking around for Mr. Crowley. Spotting him at the check in desk he heads towards him.

"Hello Mr. Crowley, it's a lovely hotel you have here. I've never seen anything quite like it, ad I stayed at the Ritz Gotham once." he says smiling at Crowley.

Re: After House has gone

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

My sweet Crane...I'm so pleased to see you. I have the most wonderful things for you.

Re: After House has gone

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"It's sweet of you to give me a gift, you really don't need to. I've the most wonderful week since our conversation and I really think you're a part of it," he tells him smiling broadly and leaning against the desk.

Re: After House has gone

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

But such a boy as yourself deverves all the sweets and favours a fellow like I can provide. I like you, Crane. You have real potential. I'd love to mentor you, help you see your true path. Would you like that? [His grin is cool and hard.]

Re: After House has gone

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan colors slightly at the praise and then he thinks about what Crowley's asking. On the one hand, he hasn't asked Angelus like he knows he's supposed to. On the other, Angelus has been awfully busy lately and Jonathan would hate to bug him when he has important business. And Crowley really is the nicest person, polite and kind and he genuinely both like Jonathan and sees his potential.

"I, I'd like that Mr. Crowley," Jonathan tells him, "I'd like that very much."

Re: After House has gone

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Marvelous, little bird. Come with me. [He leads him away to the elevator.] You aren't afraid of a little pain, are you?

Re: After House has gone

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan is at first relieved that not everyone knows about his proclivities. Then he's worried about why Crowley would be asking that. Finally, Jonathan figures that's not what Crowley meant, but just to be sure, "What do you mean Sir," he asks, following him into the elevator.

Re: After House has gone

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Dearest Jonathan, I have to most marvelous thing for you, but the things most worth having are a struggle to get, wouldn't you agree? [He steps in the elevator and holds the door.]