Bracelets for the soul

    "Oh on the contrary, I think you'd like if I got that intoxicated again. It'd give you another excuse to straddle me," he snarked, rubbing his eyes as he continued to eat the apple, turning it in his hand as he listened to Aberdeen's spiel.



    "Alti isn't here right now so I can't speak for him, but I already ordered food," he sighed and glanced back into the room. "Not too sure where he went or when he'll be getting back. Everyone is being so damn active on this 'lazy' day," he grumbled, leaning against the door frame.

    "You so sure the Beach Towel wants us to join in on the fun, though?" he raised an eyebrow, poking his head out the door and peering down the hallway where Vale, Alraada and Maicy were standing before shielding his eyes from the light and retreating back into the darkness.

    Cyrus rolled his eyes and waved his hand back at them. "You go do that. Keep an eye out for Alti while you're out there in the world," he yawned, closing the door behind him and walking back into his room.

    Hopping back on the bed, he glanced over at the unoccupied bed to his left and frowning. The hell is that guy anyway? Sighing he grabbed a couple ibuprofen out of his suitcase, downing them easily with a swig of water before returning to his initial spot.

Aberdeen was taken back by the wrestler's sudden change in attitude. The fight the other night was bad, sure, but not bad enough to cut ties with Cyrus and Alti completely. The bar-tender simply listened to his spiel, there face showing no sign of emotion on either of their heads, until Vale stopped talking. They turned and looked back at Cyrus' door, and back to the man before them.

"Kay." They stated, plainly. "Cyrus isn't interested anyways. But I'm gonna go ahead and warn you now: Alti isn't in their room. He's out and about. Sooooooo if we run into him, try and play nice, k?" They patted the man on the head and leaned around him. "AY, LADIES~! WE'RE READYYYYYYYY~" And with that, Aberdeen began walking towards the elevator, pressing the lobby button and holding the door open for the others to catch up.

Nothing.

Alti stood in the neighboring elevator, staring defeatedly at the buttons as the lights slowly made their way down to the one marked 2, his floor. He was starving and weak, leaning against the bar and muttering to himself in frustration, earning a few worried looks from the other passengers. He had not found much luck in his endeavor, as wandering aimlessly through a hall full of strangers purposefully turning away from you and closing their doors would often do. Granted, he didn’t go very far, only checking the first few halls above his own, the only kernel of info he left with was of some concept called “room service” from a rather snarky older woman. Alti glared at the buttons and growled, his new change in mood prompting the other to shuffle back a few inches in fear. Well if I knew that I could order food up to my room, I wouldn’t have left! He sighed the image of her away, the pain in his stomach having clouded all thought. The growl had mellowed into a low snarl. He had to get back quick. Once the elevator stopped on the second floor, Alti forced himself through the exit, almost falling completely forward but managed to catch himself. A sigh of relief sounded from the now-closing elevator, but the man payed it no mind. He hadn’t the energy to get mad.

He saw the other couples gathering into the next elevator over, but chose to ignore all four- yes, even Aberdeen- in pursuit of his room. He gave a low chuckle at the sight of a shuffling green blob in his peripheral. Slowly, he trudged away from the group, catching almost nothing of their plans. I thought we’re supposed to do nothing, he thought as he threw all of his weight into each step. He leaned against the door, the growling noise sending a sharp whimper to his throat. He had not taken his room key with him. Choosing to disregard his soulmate’s current condition, Alti noisily slashed a portal and fell through the door, giving himself a mental facepalm for not thinking of using it to just go to his room in the first place.

“Cyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyrus, are you up?” he whined face-down on the carpet. “I’m huuuuuuungry…….”

Waves nervously. She didn't really know what to say, given he was the person that dared her to punch Aberdeen. When she sees Alraada, she felt revealed.

"Maybe she'll understand" Maicy thought to herself

She smiled

"Sup'"

"I gotcha."

Maicy tries to think of a conversation topic with Alraada. And right when she was about to say something

"Oh! I think we gotta get going."

Maicy stood up.

"Let's go."

Maicy ran out and went into the elevator that Aberdeen is holding open.

"Sorry that I'm late!"

"Awww, you're so sweet....." Alti muttered weakly, waving a claw toward where he could only assume the desk was only for it to fall limp on the ground. He did this a few times before finally letting the hand rest there. "It's tooooooooo faaaaaaaaaaar......." he whimpered, trying to pull himself closer to the assortment with one arm, but failing to keep his grip on the carpet's fibers with every tummy grumble. "I can't do it...." he muttered through labored breaths.

Alti flipped over slowly, using a lone nail to pull the hair was from his face as he looked up at the scientist. "You need to feed me."

Once the doors were closed, Vale let out a sigh of relief, looking around at the other three in the elevator. His eyes lingered on Aberdeen for a moment, a pang of guilt hitting him before quickly looking away. He'd already apologized once in front of everyone. He felt a little embarrassed to do so again, and was worried it would make things more awkward than they already were. No, it was best to bring it up when the two were along, or perhaps not at all. Maybe they could just move past it with no explanation. He'd prefer that in the long run, although he was starting to get curious about the expressionless demeanor of their masked companion.

"Shouldn't take too long," He said awkwardly, scratching the back of his head.


The elevator suddenly came to a halt. Vale looked up at the number above the door. It was still the previous floor, but they definitely should have been past that point. "Wonderful." He muttered, rubbing his temples. "Just what we needed." He looked back to the other three and held out his arms in false cheer.

"Weeeeeee're stuck, everyone~!"