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And why?

[lieabilities]

She's searching for the door that will lead her to her lost child.

[wheft]

[ what is this guy up to this time... ]

Did she ever find her child...?

[lieabilities]

No, they say she's still searching to this day.

You know she has been by, when a door you're expecting to be there is gone. Have you seen any missing doors?

[wheft]

Not that I know of... What are you getting at, exactly?

[lieabilities]

I've lost my door.

[wheft]

You're kidding.

[lieabilities]

Not at all.

[wheft]

How did you even lose a door? And why are you telling me about it?

[lieabilities]

A ghost stole it.

I'm telling you so you can assist me in finding it.

[wheft]

There's no way this ghost even exists... Spooky season is over, you know.

[ sighs. ]

Fine. Sure beats having nothing to do. Where are you right now?

[lieabilities]

By the elevators on the eight floor.

[wheft]

[ eighth floor... that should be right above hers, then. so it doesn't her too long to get up there, donning a fuzzy christmas sweater and everything. ]

How did you even lose a door? Did you get lost or something?

[ not even a hello...... ]

[lieabilities]

I assure you, I went to where I had expected it.

[ He makes a motion down the hallway, to where his room had been and where there is a conspicuous lack of door in the wall. ]

[wheft]

[ she follows behind him and just... stares at the empty wall where the door to his suite should be. um. ]

Huh. Did you inquire the staff about this? Those pesky ghosts might be playing a trick on you.

[ how the turntables for him. ]

[lieabilities]

Oh not yet, I thought you'd be a far more fun experience in locating the door than asking the staff.

[ Truth in that she'd be more fun, lies in that he absolutely knew where his door was right now. ]

We can have Splat guide us there.

[wheft]

I don't even know where to start. If you were my client, I would've turned your request down right away.

[ she does perk up at the mention of splat, though. ]

Splat? Where?

[lieabilities]

How wonderful that I'm not your client then.

[ He just smiles in return, which is when Ishmael might notice the dark shadow up on the ceiling. ]

[ If she doesn't she will notice the tentacle monster attempting to launch itself at her. ]

[wheft]

[ ishmael, of course, gets splatted by splat in the face. ]

Gah--! Wait! I can't... breathe--!

[ grabs ahold of the tentacled thing and pulls HARD until it's off her head, her face covered in circular welts. rip. ]

Splat? Ugh, you're just like your no-good owner!

[lieabilities]

[ The creature in her arms wiggles about like an energetic dog, Kleken standing himself to the side and well away from the swinging range of both woman and tentacle creature. ]

Do you think so? I've always thought the resemblance between us was rather hard to find.

[wheft]

[ hold on. give her a minute to stare hard at splat, then at kleken, then at splat, then at kleken again. hmm. ]

Well, it sure took after your awful habits. You're a bad influence to this poor thing, honestly.

[ plops splat onto the ground with a resounding splat ]

Now, where do we go from here?

[lieabilities]

How unfortunate that no one but I am willing to mentor him.

[ More like Kleken just lets Splat do whatever he wants except pick fights with him and this is what happens when you let a tentacle monster run free in a sex-focused hotel. ]

[ Said feral creature splats messily onto the ground, laying there for a moment before picking himself up and taking out a pair of familiar glasses and hat from within the tangle of tentacles, donning them. ]

Yes, yes. Do find our way to our room now.

[ Being led by a roughly dog-shaped mass of tentacles down the hallways is probably not the weirdest thing Ishmael has experienced but it might be up there. ]

[wheft]

[ it is up there, true. it would've been cute if splat were an actual dog instead of a mass of tentacles, but nope. nonetheless she follows along, matching kleken's casual strides. ]

If Splat can locate your room on its own, then why do you have to drag me along with you?

[ she still doesn't get it... ]

[lieabilities]

[ With the completely valid question, he lies as easily as he breathes. ]

Splat requires proper motivation to work. A pretty face is often the best motivator for him.

[ Food is actually the best motivator for Splat, though Kleken doesn't actually plan on 'feeding' Ishmael to the creature. Not when he's arranged this entire thing just to have her attention for a while. Including illusioning away the door to his old room, which drops once they're out of sight of it. ]

[wheft]

I am soooo flattered. But really, you could come up with a much better excuse than that.

[ she does notice they're going further and further away from where his old room should be, causing her to raise a brow in suspicion. ]

Are you sure we're going the right way, though?