Wasn't sure where to start this, so I chose to just get a place set up for use to rp at. Do you have a specific way you want to start this?
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Hmmm maybe we can start off where Molly is entering the hotel to see Angel but heads to the bar area of the hotel while waiting for her brother to show up?
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Okay sounds good to me, would you like to start or should I?
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I can start us off ^^
Molly entered the Happy Hotel with intentions to stay for a while and see her brother whom she had not seen in a long while. However, she could not see him... Angel would be easy to spot with that bright white and pink fur that the two of them shared. No other spider demons were present either, and Molly stood out due to her bright fur and her large fluffy hair that’s was kempt with a shiny headband. Angel Dust must be out or in another room of the hotel. She didn’t mind waiting, though, as she was very patient with her brother. Not wanting to stand around any longer, Molly made her way to the bar area of the hotel where a cat demon was working. Molly did indeed drink alcohol but she always limited her consumption of alcohol. Once she reached the bar area, she gently set her bag down and rested her arms on the countertop before taking a seat. ”Hey, you wouldn’t happen to have any wine here do you, ma chérie?” Molly asked, voice laced in a slight French sounding accent, ma chérie translated directly to ‘my dear’ and she usually called people this whenever she was getting something to drink from a bar. Wine was her preferenced alcoholic as it was bitter but sweet while the others like liquor burned her throat.
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Husk was currently working at the bar, he didn't really feel like dealing with the demons who would come in, so to avoid some trouble he made himself at home at the bar with occasional drink for himself here as there. His wings were folded close to his back so he wouldn't smack anything as he went about attending to his chores. Now, Husk usually wasn't the type do his chores willingly but with no one around he wanted to do something to fill his time. His current task was to clean the glasses. Then there a sound. Someone was approaching the bar, his ears softly twitched as he tried to figure out if he knew the person or not. With his back towards the counter it wasn't like he could look up at the person approaching.
Though he was not expecting a woman's voice. He turned to face the woman talking to him with his usual uninterested look. "Yeah, what would you like?" His voice was no where near as sweet as hers was. He set down the glass he was holding to lean on the counter. He took a moment to examine the woman in front of him. She looked like that annoying spider demon that flirted with hum, but she appeared to be more pleasant.
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”I would like to have some of that tangy French wine please.” Molly responded very politely in a soft spoken manner, her upper set of arms resting underneath her furry chin whilst her lower arms were folded very neatly across the table. French wine had always been her personal favorite kind of wine for it was tangy and bittery sweet to the taste. It had the kind of taste that would make the taste buds tingle on your tongue and it didn’t burn or tingle the esophagus. Now, it was true that she was completely different from Angel Dust, even though they were twins, for she was not a hooker who loved all of that kind of stuff like Angel did. Molly was more sweet and mature and pleasant to be around. Her legs were crossed in a ladylike fashion with her two left legs draping over her two right legs. Pink colored irises discreetly eyed at Husk, taking in the sight of the cat demon who looked... grumpy? And possibly apathetic and irritated as well.
Molly was tempted to ask where her brother was at, but she then held her tongue and refrained from mentioning that she was Angel’s twin sister. She couldn’t possibly be sure that the cat demon was acquainted with her brother perhaps, so she didn’t bring it up. But then again... how many brightly colored spider demons were there in Hell? Her older brother and father were dullishly gray or black in color which was a prominent contrast to Angel and Molly. She was tempted to make conversation though maybe Husk wasn’t interested in that considering that he looked apathetic.