𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐗

[fenstaff]

I. A-A-AY, I'M ON VACATION
if you don't like your life, then you should go and change it ♫♪

Welcome to Hotel Fen!

All guests are given the current week’s list of special activities by the cheerful blonde receptionist upon check in. There’s also a small stack of them on the reception desk should you lose yours, or if you would like a second copy.

Your itinerary reads:

MONDAY — TOO ZEN TO GIVE A DAMN
The two conference rooms in the third floor have been transformed to accommodate several massage chairs with masseuses. The two seminar rooms have also been cleaned up, and all the chairs have been settled on one side to make room for several yoga mats, spread out and waiting for people to use them. The instructors are two pretty blondes, tall and lithe like supermodels, and they're in one of those impressive acrobatic poses when you enter.

TUESDAY — HIKE MORE, WORRY LESS
There are several beautiful trails around the hotel for people to hike and explore. Some are marked as longer than others, but there are plenty of guides around with maps to hand you or actually accompany you on the hikes. They’re also happy to suggest which trail is best for you based on your level of experience.

WEDNESDAY — I WAS MERMAID FOR THIS
The pool area on the first floor is bustling with activity today. There are extra towels for everyone, there’s music pumping through the speakers, and there are a few tables set up with snacks. And while pools aren’t just for kids, there are some juice boxes and animal crackers for those who are so inclined.

THURSDAY — INTO THE UNKNOWN (BUT SAFELY)
Nestled in the small hill behind the hotel is a cave that you can rent equipment to explore. The tour guides will assure you that there’s no real way to get lost in the caves; all the paths are marked and will lead you toward the exit. So why not explore? You never know how deep they go or what you’ll find in them.

FRIDAY — A BALANCED DIET IS CHOCOLATE IN BOTH HANDS
The restaurant is holding special demonstrations throughout the day, and after the demonstration there are free samples to help yourselves to. Ever wondered how to make truffles? The dessert chef will be more than happy to take you through the experience.

II. I CAN TOUCH THE COLORS AROUND ME
this beautiful life, i think it'd be nice with you ♫♪

Noticed the hotel's theme yet? One Saturday night it's going to be shoved into your face in full force, because it's time for the summer blót, a feast for the Norse god of war, Odin. There's going to a bonfire and face paint and singing and dancing, and of course, free-flowing booze and lots of good food. You can come in costume too, if you want to bring out the Viking in you!

III. ARE YOU, ARE YOU, COMING TO THE TREE?
stranger things have happened here ♫♪

It's a great morning to go hiking! Or night, if that's your thing. And everything's just peachy... until you try to leave the perimeter of the hotel compound, because then you'll inexplicably find yourself on the trail leading right back to the entrance.

The phenomenon is usually accompanied by the sighting of an old, blackened tree — but once you turn and walk away from it, it disappears. The tree also never seems to be quite in the same place. What gives?

IV. THE HAPPIEST SOUND OF THEM ALL (NETWORK)
ring ring, why don't you give me a call? ♫♪

There is no cell reception in the vicinity of the hotel. At all. No matter what you do or try, nada. And while each of the rooms have vintage telephones, they can only call other rooms, the front desk and the restaurant.

The business center next to the gym on the first floor has several computers for guests to use. They seem like they're connecting to the internet well enough, if not just a little slow, but you will never actually receive emails from anyone from the outside world other than emails designed to look like spam. Hmm, did your emails out actually reach their destination?

Don't worry, though, you're supposed to be on vacation! So why not chat up your new friends instead, or leave them messages at the front desk?

V. I'M COUNTIN' ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR... (BONUS)
this is my longest elevator ride ♫♪

Okay, we're just really here to plug the song, which was composed for our book's soundtrack. ☝️

But yes, you're stuck in the hotel's vintage elevator. Good luck!

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Hannah Solo (r!63 Han Solo) | Star Wars

[parsec]

1 - business center

[ Hannah posts a series of signs above the computers in the business center. In large, bold letters the pages across the wall say:

WHERE IS CHEWIE?

there's a fourth sign at the end that adds MISSING with a more detailed description of her tall, furry friend.

Hannah stands back a few feet, admiring her handiwork. They couldn't ignore it now. ]

2- the feast

[ Hannah is suspicious. things were great at first but now the hotel, the this party, Chewie going missing - all of it. something feels off. not that it stops her from taking advantage of the free booze. she'll pass on the face painting and probably the dancing, safety hovering near the alcohol and food.

even as suspicious as she is, she shoot a sly grin at the nearest person also hovering near the refreshments. ]

Some party, huh?

business center

[sunmistress]

"Hoeeeeee..."

The shocked exclamation originates from the girl just coming into the business center and seeing all the signs. Someone's missing? Sakura approaches, frowning and chewing on the inside of her cheek as she reads the description.

Then she blinks. The missing person... is a bear?

[parsec]

Hannah nods at the exclamation. Exactly! Her friend is missing! People should be shocked.

"The staff told me they have no record of him being here. But I know he was here, he was with me." More than that, it was her idea to come to the hotel, and now her best friend is gone.

"Someone knows something. I'm going to find out."

[sunmistress]

"Maybe he's outside...?"

Because hotels generally don't allow animals inside the premises, right? Sorry, Sakura still thinks Chewie is a bear.

But she's also helpful, and so she offers, "I can come with you to check."

[parsec]

"Why would he be outside?" Hannah shoots the woman a quizzical look. She's not following wherever this train of thought leads to. "He would have come back inside."

business center

[scavenged]

( Rey had come to the business center to do something important, but all she can focus on and think about are the signs before her, mission flyers looking for CHEWIE.

She lingers on the fourth sign, nodding as she reads the details, confirming it is her friend. Turning to the woman, Rey looks her over, an eyebrow raising slightly since she's never seen the woman before — which doesn't mean much since Chewie can have all sorts of friends she doesn't know about. )

Chewie is here?

[parsec]

[ the question catches her off guard because the way the woman asks, it sounds like she knows Chewie. it's not impossible for her to know Chewie, but Hannah and the Wookie have practically been attached at the hip for years, and she doesn't know the other woman. strange. ]

Yeah, Chewie's here. Or was here. I haven't been able to find him since a couple days after we got here.

[scavenged]

( The latter half of the woman's sentence left Rey bewildered — after we got here, that indicated that she came with with Chewie, right? They were obviously friends or at least acquaintances. If he was here that might mean the Falcon is as well and they might actually have a chance at leaving his place. )

Are you with the Resistance? Did Chewie bring the Flacon?

( She almost seems familiar, Rey can't put her finger on it, but she thought she met all the Resistance members and new a few of them well. Maybe she missed this woman. )

[parsec]

[ Hannah tries to not physically react to the surprise. better to play it cool until she knows what's going on, and right now she has no idea what's going on.

still, she can't help herself. blowing pass the comment about the Resistance, she scoffs loudly. ] Did Chewie bring the Falcon? No! I brought the Falcon! It's my ship. Chewie came along. He always does.

[ and - and! ] How do you know Chewie?

[scavenged]

Your ship? ( The NERVE of this woman, claiming that the Millennium Falcon is her ship. Who does she think she is? )

I don't know who you are and how you know Chewie, but he and I are close friends and Millennium Falcon is my ship.

( Honestly, she doesn't know who the ship belongs to after Han's death, but she's not going to let some random stranger woman claim it as her own. BUT she's going to take ownership of it in this instance since Chewie has been leaving a lot of the decision making and piloting to her. )

[parsec]

[ she's not quite shouting but it's too loud to be polite. ] I'm Captain Solo, and I won her fair and square from Lando. The Falcon is mine. [ Lando would tell the story differently.

she lowers her voice. ] I don't even know who you are.

[scavenged]

Ducain stole it from Han, Irving Boys stole it from Ducain, then it came into the possession of Unkar Plutt, and I stole it from him, leaving Niima Outpost.

( Her voice breaks, whatever fury she had before dissipates as she feels the familiar sting in her eyes. ) I knew Captain Han Solo personally, I know for a fact you aren't him and — and he's dead.

Finn, Chewie, and I, with some help from Poe Dameron, have been the crew aboard the Falcon since his death, fighting the war against the First Order.

[parsec]

[ a lot of emotion and reaction hits her, one after another. confusion as she mentions people she's never heard of, unease when she says Hannah's nickname - calls her a him? says she (he) is dead. more people she's never heard of.

she has no idea what's going on, but she does know the girl isn't joking. Hannah doesn't know how to respond, so she just goes with a soft: ]

My friends call me Han. Chewie came here with me because I came across a really good deal and we needed to lay low for a while. Now I can't find him.

[ something is very wrong with this hotel. ]

[scavenged]

( Rey's bottom lip buckles as she tries to reign in her emotions, rubbing away a rogue tear from her cheek before a wet laugh escapes her as the tension leaves and she believes the woman is telling the truth now that her head is clearing. ) That sounds like a very Han Solo thing to do.

I'm sorry for getting worked up, even before arriving at the hotel things have been rough and it just came to a spearhead.

( Rubbing her hand on her pants, she extends her hand to the woman. ) I'm Rey, by the way, and I'll help you find Chewie.

the feast

[vaderfan]

Yeah, I guess.

[Wow, what an enthusiastic answer! It probably doesn't help that Ben is turned fully into the bar, that he's leaning over it, weight hunched onto his elbows. It probably also doesn't help that he only gives her a cursory glance up before he's staring back into his alcohol.

Either way, his eyes only flick in her direction after tipping back another swig of alcohol. There's something he can't put his finger on that's nagging him about her. And before he knows it he's kind of staring.]

I don't... Do I know you?

[parsec]

[ there's a flash of panic in her eyes. being recognized has traditionally not worked out in her favor. the point of this getaway is that no one from the Empire, or Jabba, or anyone else can find her.

she tries to hide the momentary moment of fear with a wide classic Solo smile. ]

I don't think so. I have one of those faces.

[vaderfan]

[Okay, that's a little arresting. It's there and gone in a blink, something he's not even fully certain that he witnessed, but that panic just hits a chord in him that he — well, he didn't know what to do with.

Especially when she's smiling in that way, and he just feels like he should know her. His glass sets back on the bar and Ben shifts in his stool to fix that stare more firmly on her. She's still not ringing any bells, though.]

Yeah. Just one of those faces. So, since I don't know it, you got a name?

[parsec]

[ she can't help but roll her eyes. men. what should just be a casual conversation somehow feels like an interrogation. ]

Solo. Hannah Solo. [ Han to friends, which she's still undecided if he is or not. ] You?

[vaderfan]

[Let's be real, here. She could probably tell him to call her Han and he would call her Hannah. But also, that name just makes his brow furrow, breaking his impassive mask to scowl. Progress?]

Ben. [He pauses too long, because this is too weird and he's almost sorry he asked. Except that, you know, he needs to know now. Guess who just won herself some more interrogation (after this slight break).]

Solo. [A beat.] You're sure I don't know you?

[parsec]

[ she shifts uncomfortably, and focuses on her drink instead of answering right away. this is weird. ] I don't know. I could know lots of Bens. You have a last name, Ben?

[vaderfan]

No. [Wait. He does. That isn't what he meant. A small, annoyed noise follows.] That's my last name. Solo. Ben Solo.

[parsec]

You're full of shit, kid. [ he is definitely her age, but that's never stopped her before. Hannah throws her head back and laughs. ] You really had me going there for a while. I'd buy you a drink, but they're free.

[ she laughs again. ] Ben Solo. Right. Who are you really, Ben?

[ like the name might imply, there's nobody else named Solo. she's the only one. ]

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[deadlyshadow]

[ Free refreshments are definitely a way to ply the guests and not have them try to overthink the things going on in the hotel. He's not sure what's fuzzier, how he came to be here or why it feels like he shouldn't be trying to get home to Ravka and continue his work freeing the Grisha.

For now though, he can't help but smile back at the woman. ]

It's quite the try to please the guests here.

[parsec]

Yes! Someone else who sees it. [ so maybe she isn't paranoid and crazy. something weird is going on. ]

Now, the question is are they trying to lure us into a false sense of security or are they trying to keep us there? [ some people certainly seem to be falling for it, dancing around and having a great time like nothing's wrong, like people aren't disappearing. ] And why?

[deadlyshadow]

[ He doesn't know her well enough to go that far, but she's not alone in this thinking at least. ] People don't always see it not for a lack of sight, but out of a denial that anything could possibly be wrong. Because if something is wrong, they're in danger. And they like ignoring danger if it's not in their face.

[ And all the easier to ignore said danger if there's plenty of drink to loosen people's minds and help keep them in something that resembles happiness. ] False security, I'd wager. Though the why is eluding me. [ His head tilts slightly and his shoulders shrug. ] No one, as far as I'm aware has been able to leave. No transportation to take them from the hotel to the nearest town. No ability to walk too far off the grounds.