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I'm sure I can channel my inner marauder for a bit if this starts to become a thing. Can't wait to see what you have in mind for this setting; I'm gonna go play some Borderlands in preparation.

I'm pretty sure that Winston Churchill was the one who said "Democracy is the worst form of government, except for all the others." Sure, there's quite a few problems. Things get stifled, poor decisions get made, an uninformed populace puts the person that they want in power, instead of the...

Larry left the small group of new guests behind, moving towards the new scene. He skirted the gathering crowd, keeping to the edges of the room to keep from passing through any of them, his version of politeness. He had to sidestep once as someone's dog, a small, angry looking thing, growled...

Larry hadn’t even noticed someone come in. He glanced at the newcomer with mild interest, taking in the rather expressive outfit before returning to the matter at hand. “Well, uh. We’re still figuring that out. I don’t think anyone here is particularly adept at figuring these things out, and...

Larry stared at the crumpled body propped against the wall. A human. With a twisted sense of selfishness, he briefly wondered if there would finally be another ghost here to keep him company, before he pushed those thoughts from his head. How callous was he, to hope that someone would...

"What's happening, who's there?!" Larry had taken a shortcut, through the wall, and, seeing the small figure of another guest, rushed to her side. "Miss, it's ok. You're safe. Come on, lets get out of here. You're safe." He kept repeating the words, desperately looking to GRISHAM in case...

Larry entered the room, the new guest closely behind. "Just an, ah, exciting conversation. But we aren't going to have any problems regarding it. Excuse the interruption." The presence of the unpredictable shapeshifter was strangely one of the more reassuring factors, at least to Larry...

"Well, surely the management disagrees, somehow. Maybe it's something as simple as someone's name or whereabouts that you know. If there's something specific you wish to know, I'd be happy to do a bit of digging. The library and records here are rather vast. That's..." Larry thought for a...

"I suppose it may be annoying, but I suppose they never tried to evolve past bartering. Or maybe it's been around so long, they don't believe in money anymore." Larry shook his head, getting himself back on track. "Ah. Whatever the case, everyone's in here." Only then did he start to wonder...

"Somewhere between that, and that you can cater to it. It is a business, after all. You may be able to do it a favor, or maybe you have an interesting trinket worth a week of safety to you. Shouldn't be very expensive for you at all. But yes, it'll look after you. There's a waiter wandering...

The ghost paused. Clearly an individual he wouldn't need to worry about. Maybe even a useful one, if Larry managed to make himself useful first. "You could call it that. But, and I hate to assume, if you happen to have a certain measure of... connection, lets say, to the paranormal, I'm...

Larry gave the man a hesitant smile. He was strangely reminded of Roderick in the other room: an air of supreme confidence held in check by impeccable politeness. A very old school style of politeness, too. "Civil, yes, but if nothing else, interesting, I'd say. And it's a rather interesting...

Oh. Definitely not human. So no need for the subtlety. "Well, I don't think it's anything in particular, but if you need to set a time to it, you may as well call it the evening." Larry gave the man a weak smile, cringing internally at his impromptu rant. "But a good evening to you as well...

Already standing, Larry wandered in the direction of the voices in the lobby. Sounded like an accent, something unfamiliar. New arrivals tended to be more interesting than the regulars, even if he did have a small aversion to events most people termed 'interesting'. "Uh, hi there, gents." He...

Larry opened his mouth, a bit awkwardly, then shut it again. “I’m, well, not entirely normal myself. You see, I was here, once, by chance, and I...” The ghost took a deep breath. “I died. Never found out how. And so I stayed. But your question seems rather superfluous, with all due...

After the unexpected calm, Larry froze, all the embarrassment returning at once. “...Right,” he returned, after a pause. “Sorry, then.” He wondered to himself what had caused such a change, and if this was going to be a problem in the near future. He’d missed the waitress; his focus had been...

Larry pursed his lips. If there was one thing he hated more than confrontation, it was a bully. And at this moment, Roderick was suddenly getting aggressive with a child, unusual she may be. But more than that, through dying, his spectral form was no longer subject to the impulses of a...

“None for me, thanks.” Larry said, rather redundantly, but it made him feel normal to refuse it himself, rather than for the staff to make the assumption, or worse, for something to arrive from someone unaware of his current state, leading to a rather awkward conversation. But if nothing else...

Larry hesitated. “I’m Lawrence. Or Larry, I guess.” The spirit glanced over at GRISHAM’s display, carefully not paying too much attention. After his over-eager display, he doubted he had much of a place in the current conversation. More importantly, though, the humans here, Gwen included...