The Beast Within [Dark*Matter D20]

[Verbatim]

Caleb Finn

"You serious?" Daunte asks with a slow, surprised smile. "I wanted to try out for one last year but it clashed with school and track. Looks like you're alright, Caleb."

Smiling slightly, Caleb nods his head at the comment.

"I have my moments..."

As Mick leaves to get the keys, Caleb looks down at the resting dog he left behind.

"Seems we will be roomies tonight fellah..."

 

[Jarval]

You make your way into the small lobby of the motel. Daunte's initial assessment of the motel seem accurate. While the carpet in the lobby are well-worn, the place is spotlessly clean. Leaning over the desk, John looks around for any sign the receptionist. He rings the bell loudly, and a man in his mid twenties comes out of the office.

"How can I help you folks?" He asks with a cheery smile, noting your pile of bags.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Anne looks up and realises they left her asleep in the van. She jumps out of the Van and into the hotel just as the others are being served.
"Thanks for the extra sleep guys."

 

[Verbatim]

Laughing slightly at Anne's flustered state, Caleb smiles down at her.

"It was our pleasure, and it is nice to meet someone who sleeps deeper than I do."

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

"Thanks for the extra sleep guys."

"You just looked so peaceful, I couldn't bear to wake you. Besides, the longer you slept, the longer I had the bathroom to myself. We are rooming together, right?"

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Yeah, about that..." John turns to the man behind the counter and asks for the room reservations. "We're from Animal Control? Should have three doubles?"

 

[Verbatim]

Setting his bags down behind the others, Caleb nods his head in greeting to the clerk and looks around the simple lobby of the hotel while John got their keys.

 

[Jarval]

"Oh right, you're the Animal Control people?" The receptionist says somewhat redundantly. He takes three sets of keys down from the wall behind the desk and passes them over to John.

"So, I hear you're looking for a bear. Bit of a weird place for one to have ended up, isn't it? I guess it must have escaped from a zoo or something, huh?" He asks chattily.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

John shrugs and smiles. "Probably." He distributes the keys. "Right. So when do we want to eat dinner? I figure we can plan while we do that."

 

[Verbatim]

Hoping if they were nice to the clerk, he would forget about them easier, Caleb winced slightly at John's short answer.

~Not much on small talk...~

"Anyplace is fine with me, but I do want to get a run in before we eat."