Post by Ancient on Oct 18, 2008 14:49:50 GMT -5
[The seedy grime of the hotel walls seemed to run down in long water stains cleared away once every few decades... Three lights hang from the ceiling on long thin wires, with only two functional. The floors near the door are soaked in polluted grime tracked in by the days crowd coming in for their nightly stay. The lights flicker and buzz periodicly at the passing of a nearby train.]
[At the front desk is a venerable balding man with wrinckled, vein coated skin, wearing glasses and commonly reading a newspaper. He is small and unassuming, when he walks it is with a slight limp and despite the terrible inward appearance of the hotel, he carries a pleasantly chipper mood much of the time. Continuously reminding others of the light just past the next alleyway.]
[As a whole the building is mainly used by those wishing to lay low for long extents of time from law enforcement agencies. For the most part it remains quiet inside and is watched over by a youth who calls himself Ancient, he apparently works for Jerry in exchange for room and board.]
[At the front desk is a venerable balding man with wrinckled, vein coated skin, wearing glasses and commonly reading a newspaper. He is small and unassuming, when he walks it is with a slight limp and despite the terrible inward appearance of the hotel, he carries a pleasantly chipper mood much of the time. Continuously reminding others of the light just past the next alleyway.]
[As a whole the building is mainly used by those wishing to lay low for long extents of time from law enforcement agencies. For the most part it remains quiet inside and is watched over by a youth who calls himself Ancient, he apparently works for Jerry in exchange for room and board.]
