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Nephilim wrote:"Normally, this late? No. But since you're our special guests, we've made an exception." The man grumbled a bit to himself as he handed what looked like a electronic card over to Micheal. Why did it have to be so chilly that night? "Here's the room key. The elevator is right down the hall to the left. I can't come with you. I'm waiting for the rest of your friends to arrive, and they better come soon. It's fu- Er, freaking cold out here. Have a good night, miss."
Miss? When Micheal arrived at the elevator and took a look at himself in the silver elevator door's reflection, he would understand why the man called him that. His face just looked so... Girlish. His eyes were bigger, his nose was smaller, his cheeks were higher and smoother... Combined with his baggy clothing and somewhat long hair, he could easily be mistaken for a female.
Nephilim wrote:On the elevator ride down...
That Mexican food Jasper ate must have been full of vitamins or something, because he felt stronger than ever before! Granted, he wasn’t much of a weakling before, but now he was definitely sure he could run a mile in record time without breaking a sweat. Strangely, though, his muscles actually looked a bit smaller… Bah, Bruce Lee didn’t have big muscles, and he was still incredibly strong!
Nephilim wrote:A few button presses on the phone later, Micheal found himself speaking to an actual person! GASP!
"Hiiii, this is room service. Martha speaking. How can I help you?" A tired woman's voice mumbled over the phone. "Guessing from your choice of buttons, I'm going to say that you have a room problem? Geez, it's too late in the night for thi- I mean, is there anything I can do for you?"
Nephilim wrote:((Sorry for the late update, everyone. I'll try to keep future posts on time!))
When Jasper arrived at the hotel, he was almost positive that he was more powerful. His arms and legs may have looked thinner than they should be for a man, but the abs on his chest were definitely bigger!... And more itchy too, for some reason.
“Good, that’s all of you. Go inside, we’ll get your baggage.” The man with no name tossed Jasper and Katherine their room cards and let out a happy sigh of relief. “Finally, I can go home!”
Nephilim wrote:
As Micheal talked on the phone, he noticed that his voice sounded way too soft and light. It sounded like a... Girl's voice. Maybe by now, he was starting to notice a pattern?
"Well, lady, I don't see what the problem is. There aren't any other rooms available anyway, so I couldn't help you even if I could. Is there anything else I can do... Hopefully, there isn't?"
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