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[jc6036]

Jim, never taking his eyes off of Phantom and the thing he was looking at, Leans over and bangs his hand on the wall.

[Furtuka]

((breaking and rescuing))

Furtuka hears him and turns towards the source of the noise.

" I would recommend stepping away from the wall."

[Phantom of The Library]

((Still behind bookcase))

Phantom looks at the thing, about the size of a large mouse it keeps making these "buu" sounds and seems harmless enough. 

Deciding that it's just too cute to be dangerous, he picks it up. 

Then Jim bangs his head on the wall causing Phantom to spring up and hit his head on the  back wall again, swinging the bookcase around and sending Jim flying into Furtaka.

[Furtuka]

((standing in Phantom's room))

"...or you could just do that. I suppose that's been taken care of so...    what's up?"

[TCM]

A bundle of thick, black clothing tumbles out of the snow and into the Bay12 apartments. The snow-covered mammoth pulls down the scarf from it's mouth, letting out a sharp breath. "D-damn, it's c-cold o-outside." The person shivering in the mass of clothes clearly had a feminine voice, and that person took note of it. 'So, I guess I'm a girl this time around?...I'll get used to it. I want to see myself in the mirror though.' Trudging up to the front desk, TCM presses down on the bell-lever, as it lets out an audible ring for the hotel staff to hear.

[jc6036]

((Phantom's room))

"Hi Furt! So how've things been since..you know? I've stopped shooting things up. I'm a helluva lot less hot headed now. Also apparently there's a swinging bookcase in here...ever recall anything like that?"

[Doomblade187]

((Lobby.))

"Hello. New tenant? The landlord's out right now, but his assistant should be down soon. He went upstairs to help out another tenant or something like that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish packing for my trip to Mars. Stay out of the parking lot." Finishing talking, Doom goes back to his room, returning a minute later, wearing his backpack. As he steps into the lobby, a loud road and crash is heard from outside. "Well, there's my ride. Have a good day. Oh, and the name's Doom." He steps outside, boarding the space ship. The door closes behind him, and it takes off again, leaving a small crater in the parking lot. There's a small sign on the outside of his door reading "Out on a job. Please leave a message in the inbox or come back later." There's a small box mounted on the door with some blank pieces of paper and a pen in it.

[Furtuka]

((Phantom's room))

"Well not specifically. But to be honest I'm surprised we didn't run into any of that kind of stuff till now considering the way the apartments are. But anyways, it's been good I guess. I toured around the world for a while with the old zoo I use to maintain here, helping people with their problems along the way. That is, until most of it got eaten up by a time space distortion ...thing.
   That's actually why I came back here actually. Sensors found that the distortion was similar to the ones created by that triceratops monster we ran into once. Tell me, has the subbasement been acting up lately?"

[jc6036]

((Phantom's Room))

"I've actually just ducked down into Moscow recently. I'm hiding from some rather nasty individuals, and I just got here, so I couldn't tell you. But judging from Fniff's catatonic state, shit hasn't changed much."

[TCM]

((Lobby.))

"Hello. New tenant? The landlord's out right now, but his assistant should be down soon. He went upstairs to help out another tenant or something like that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish packing for my trip to Mars. Stay out of the parking lot." Finishing talking, Doom goes back to his room, returning a minute later, wearing his backpack. As he steps into the lobby, a loud road and crash is heard from outside. "Well, there's my ride. Have a good day. Oh, and the name's Doom." He steps outside, boarding the space ship. The door closes behind him, and it takes off again, leaving a small crater in the parking lot. There's a small sign on the outside of his door reading "Out on a job. Please leave a message in the inbox or come back later." There's a small box mounted on the door with some blank pieces of paper and a pen in it.

-Lobby-

TCM watches in silence at the events before her. After Doom exits on is spaceship, she shrugs and verbally utters, "Well then."

[Furtuka]

((Phantom's room))

"Ah well, I suppose I can ask Fniff about it when he wakes up. That reminds me, I managed to save Zanz's head from being sucked into the vortex. I need to go get it out of the Basement Delver's back and give it to Shade. Just tell me if you find anything."

Furtuka turns around and walks downstairs

[shadenight123]

((Just outside of Phantom's room, in plain Horror-style of *You turn the corner there is the monster* ))
"What do you want to give me furtuka?" Shade asks visibly interested, never mind everyone saw him leaving for his room.

[Furtuka]

((outside Phantoms room))

"ZanZ's head. You know, the dragon Jim and I killed. I remember you said you were friends with him..."

[shadenight123]

((outside Phantoms room))
"Oh! To Zanz or not to Zanz, that is the problem" as Shade replied that with a wide smile, he moved his hand forward, in wait for the decapitated head of his *friend*.
"I should ask you if there's something you want beforehand, but i'm sure you are not such an egoistical individual as to ask something in exchange from a fully mature dem...ehm, retired person, who can pretty much con even the smartest people in the world into making the worst out of their wishes, right?" he said it with a kind smile, as he awaited Furtuka to hand over the head.

[Spinal_Taper]

((Spinal's Room))

Spinal entered his room, and glanced at what was left for him. A couch, a couple of chairs, a table, and what appeared to be a very grumpy, very muscular, KGB agent. As according to secret agent regulations, the agent wore a skintight jumpsuit. Unfortunately for Spinal, this one just happened to be male.
"We have been searching for you, Mr. Gorsky. You do not believe you can simply escape Russia, do you?"

Spinal coughed and lit up a cigarette.

"No, I didn't. I thought I could intricately escape from Russia."

The agent didn't reply, instead reaching for his hip holster. Spinal quaked. His eyes flew open, remaining unblinking. Then, his jaw formed a deep, most likely disturbed grin.

"CATCH ME IN HELL, KGB SCUMBAG!"

Then, Spinal ran out the door with the speed of a damned man escaping Saint Peter, heading for the  stairs.