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The Hotel Wundagore
It's a hell of a place.
They have seven suites on the top floor. The ritziest kind of opulent glamour of the era. Everything's comfortable, everything's stylized, and everyone gets their own hot showers.
Thanks to one guy getting sick of a neverending journey through crap.
"Here we are, kids. Try not to damage the upholstery. And if anyone's around, my name is Tyler Stone."
His throat constricts and tastes of vomit just for saying that.
"You're welcome."
They have seven suites on the top floor. The ritziest kind of opulent glamour of the era. Everything's comfortable, everything's stylized, and everyone gets their own hot showers.
Thanks to one guy getting sick of a neverending journey through crap.
"Here we are, kids. Try not to damage the upholstery. And if anyone's around, my name is Tyler Stone."
His throat constricts and tastes of vomit just for saying that.
"You're welcome."
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"I've got clothes, medical supplies, and some basic survival gear," he announces as he steps onto the floor. "The gear's in case the next world doesn't have nice hotels."
He throws the bags down and grins. "I took a guess at sizes, but I've got a good eye for it."
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Oh, good lord. Her body may have forgotton all the tweaks she's made to it over the years, but at least she's not that bad off. She steps in front of a mirror. Blue skin ripples until she's once more in a semblance of her comforting Red Guard uniform.
She opens her door. "Do you have a rucksack? I'm...at a bit of a loss for storage." She's still holding the stack of bills with her Lord Magneto's profile.
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"It's tear-proof, durable, and has a wide range of pockets... not unlike yourself." He tosses it to her. "All but bulletproof."
There's no way he should have been able to afford something like that with the money he had.
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"I've never been stripped of my powers like that. If you asked, I would've expected to end up a wizened old woman." She sighs. "Now, I can't quite remember how to put my body back together again. Basic skin and bone movement, sure. And my hair is an organ again instead of..." Her mouth wrinkles. She can go another hundred years without having to deal with human hair. How do they do it?
"It's like I'm in my 40's again - full of ideas but not sure how to execute them."
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A glance toward Roxanne's room. "Not to mention an instruction manual full of monosyllabic words."
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