I want to speak to your manager [Open]

[hattersgonnahat]

[It was still in outer space, by the looks of it. So that part was different. Unfortunately her spaceship was no where to be found - or at any rate she couldn't access it the way she normally did, and that was bad.]

[The kid kept pacing around in the lobby to look for any sort of clues, but she could not really 'sense' anything either. Dead ends everywhere and not a single idea where to start. This was a rather fancy looking place though, will give credit to that. If it weren't for the fact she was already late getting home this would be a nice place to visit!]

[Getting more frustrated she circled back to the front desk and tried to peer up at it, given that they were somewhat towering. Given that this was a hotel, that meant there must be someone that runs it and therefore could explain what was going on.]

[And so she hopped on top of the counter, much higher than any normal kid could ever jump, and safely landed on the other side of the counter. There doesn't not seem to be any care at all towards how many rules she just broke, just more wandering and curiosity to find who was responsible - or anyone for that matter.]

Comments

I am the manager, Kid Karen.

[hn_concierge]

[As she jumped onto the other side of the desk, there's a sudden flicker of light and standing there behind the counter was a man, dressed in a tuxedo. Very posh, much like the rest of the hotel the young girl had found herself in. He's looking at her almost blankly.]

"Madame, if you don't mind behind the counter is for hotel staff only. We will be quite honored if you would step around to the front so that we may properly serve you."

[The voice is kindly though there's something to it that doesn't sound.... right. Something oddly unsettling about it.]

[hattersgonnahat]

[A tiny gasp! How did he get there...]

[Well whatever, there was finally somebody.]

[And the kid does listen...sort of. It's not behind the counter if she jumps back on the counter to talk to him. Squatting down if needed be.]

I need to get home...

[hn_concierge]

"That, I'm afraid, is not an option at this moment. However, we have been expecting your arrival and your suite has been prepared for you."

[If her being on the desk bothered him, he gave no indication. He instead simply reached under the desk, taking out an envelope with her name on it - her actual name, whatever that may be - and offering it to her along with a small box.]

"You shall find all you need there. Please enjoy your stay here at Hotel Nexus."