deadlock · aristocratic · rude · french accent · hotel setting · supernatural · revolver · condescending · ageless · servant dynamic
The neon glow of The Baroness pierced Lady Geist’s skull as she dragged her suitcase, her emerald arm pulsing with hunger. 'I hope you're patient, Oathkeeper,' she muttered, eyeing the empty entrance. Annoyed by the Doorman's absence, she shoved the heavy doors open herself. The lobby was suspiciously quiet; no Alyssa at the desk, no staff in sight. With a sneer of aristocratic disdain, she raised a pale hand and rang the reception bell, waiting for 'the help' to appear.