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Characters: All
Date/Time: Now
Location: Hôtel Jeu Ancien - Ballroom
Rating: TBD
Warnings: TBD
Summary: Everybody out of the pool!



Word came to him that the godlings had dithered around enough. It was time for them to go home and get on with it. Right! Nigel had his orders and he was nothing if not efficient.

He took the initiative to put into play Evacuation Protocol #57. Everything in his guests' rooms suddenly ceased to work. Lights went out. Televisions and computers turned off on their own. Even the water taps stopped functioning, and all of it suddenly. If they were outside of their room their key no longer opened doors, except for those of the elevator bay and then the elevators would take them only to the lobby.

He straightening the cap on his head, smoothed the lapels of his jacket then brushed imaginary lint from his sleeves. He was prepared for the ensuing confrontations.


[*lyrics: Semisonic - Closing Time]

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[enosichthon.insanejournal.com]

Poseidon chuckled as Medusa slipped from him arm very obviously pouting over the fact that Dite had taken his attention. He kept his grip on her despite just to give her a roll of his eyes and releasing her.

[solid-gaze.insanejournal.com]

He got a glare for the hold on her, her lips tightening then she huffed quietly when he finally let go. She couldn't stop him from talking to the bitch, but she didn't have to be present for it so she walked over towards the revolving doors, her arms crossing over her chest as she waited for everyone to make up their minds.