07-04-2017, 11:06 AM
Twin dashes of dark navy blue paint tastefully accentuated the clerk’s cheekbones, the fancy fantail of feathers attached at the back of his outfit fluffing up when he leaned forward to better hear her request. “Y'all needing a room?”
Jade nodded enthusiastically. After a time of wandering around the square and down several sleepy side streets, she had determined that they were in a strictly residential zone— no businesses other than the occasional flower shop or hardware store in view, with very few lighted windows giving them enough of a glow to see by. Poor Rebecca was dragging her feet against the cobbles, rubbing at her eyes with tiny fists, an occasional yawn breaking through Jade’s thoughts; even Becquerel seemed a bit worn out. They were forced to go all the way to the party district if they hoped to find a decent inn to use for a night’s rest— and, gosh, the hotel they found that actually had some vacancies left was beautiful.
While it was clear it was a pretty ordinary establishment by light of day, the decorations put up for the evening (and probably sun-up) festivities totally transformed it. A riot of color and opulence burst from every terraced window and the frilled costumes of those loitering inside the lobby, masks painted in greens, blues and accents of shimmery, rich gold drifting in the fog, star-shaped paper lanterns fluttering and the moon a smiling crescent hanging serene and silent in the sky.
I hope they have complimentary snacks, thought Jade.
“Yes, please!”
Jade nodded enthusiastically. After a time of wandering around the square and down several sleepy side streets, she had determined that they were in a strictly residential zone— no businesses other than the occasional flower shop or hardware store in view, with very few lighted windows giving them enough of a glow to see by. Poor Rebecca was dragging her feet against the cobbles, rubbing at her eyes with tiny fists, an occasional yawn breaking through Jade’s thoughts; even Becquerel seemed a bit worn out. They were forced to go all the way to the party district if they hoped to find a decent inn to use for a night’s rest— and, gosh, the hotel they found that actually had some vacancies left was beautiful.
While it was clear it was a pretty ordinary establishment by light of day, the decorations put up for the evening (and probably sun-up) festivities totally transformed it. A riot of color and opulence burst from every terraced window and the frilled costumes of those loitering inside the lobby, masks painted in greens, blues and accents of shimmery, rich gold drifting in the fog, star-shaped paper lanterns fluttering and the moon a smiling crescent hanging serene and silent in the sky.
I hope they have complimentary snacks, thought Jade.
“Yes, please!”
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