Suite 132

[alwaysroomforhope]

Suite 132 has that air of hushed tragedy that hangs over sites where something awful has happened. The stillness in the air, the silence of the grave, the anxious, desperate hope of the pale-faced woman waiting at home to hear the news...

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! Oh man, that was great!"

Either that, or Steph is watching the Three Stooges.

What. It's not like there's anything else to do!

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[evil_koala_626]

Stitch, scurries down the corridor on all fours. Occasionally he meanders up a wall or on to the ceiling. Room 132. Room One Three-there it is!

Stitch comes to a halt in front o the door and hammers away. What? Mike did say to knock.

[alwaysroomforhope]

This is greeted, perfectly logically, with a "GO AWAY!"

At the same time as Steph is getting up to open the door, of course. She only greets her closest friends with yells.

However, when she opens the door, Goldy isn't there. This means the air above Stitch's head gets a dubious frown.

"Uh?"

[evil_koala_626]

Excited yammering emerges from somewhere around knee level. He's peering curiously in to the suite, although Steph's kind of blocking the way. Perhaps he can squeeze past her?

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Augh!"

Beat. During which the legs that are blocking the way are suddenly gone, Steph jumping up to jam herself into the doorframe upside down, all starfish-like, and stare at the little creature.

"...Hi."

[evil_koala_626]

Now that is a cool trick. The suite and is momentarily forgotten as he stares upwards at Steph with a toothy grin.

"Hiiiiii."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiii," Steph returns, eyes wide, still upside down.

"... please, please tell me you're not Mike all transfigured? Mel would be so pissed off."

[evil_koala_626]

Funny she should mention that...

"Naga," a shake of the head. "Name is Stitch. Was..." How to put this? "Bar sent me? Wants Mike." There you have it folks, the condensed version. Easier on the cranium.

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Steph wrinkles her nose.

"...but ... I thought Bar was Mike. I mean, except that--"

She takes her hands off the doorframe, hanging there by SUPERHERO VIGILANTE POWERZZ of lower-body strength, to gesture in a complicated circle that possibly indicates a body swap, but looks more akin to some kind of alien mating ritual. Possibly involving spirit fingers.

"You know. Stuff."

[evil_koala_626]

He nods in agreement and throws his arms exasperatedly in the air. Milliways, right?

"Have to find her. Mike is-" He pinches the bridge of his nose. "Bar is not here?" He feels a headache coming on. This is so not cool, he's supposed to administer the headaches around here. Bar's stealing his gig!

[alwaysroomforhope]

Poor Stitch.

Plus, he's insufferably cute.

He gets nothing but sympathy from Steph. She flips down to her feet again. "He's not here, though. I mean, unless he's ninja-ing. He's really good at ninja." She frowns at the ceiling suspiciously as though it might hide an ex-turtle.

[evil_koala_626]

Asking permission is for other people. Stitch steps into the room, following Steph's gaze and sniffing the air. No good. With no starting point for reference, Mike's scent hangs in the air like a blanket. Intermingled and much stronger are the scents of Mel, Steph, food and other household odors.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph eyes him, and when he starts sniffing he gets a slightly bemused eyebrow-lift.

"I did not, for your information."

[evil_koala_626]

That? Gets a laugh. A laugh that borders on manic.

When he finally gets ahld of himself Stitch shakes his head. "Looking." He snickers.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"So I see." Steph regards him suspiciously, trying to hide her grin. "But you don't wanna go sniffing in Mike and Mel's room either, do you?" She points out the door in question. "I dunno how often they clean under the bed..."

[evil_koala_626]

(smells like me. probaly moves like me. bed. room 132)

He nods to Steph. "Ih. Goobaja." He starts making 'lead on' gestures. The bedroom would be where this whole mess started.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Uh-huh, goobaja. Right. Hey, hi, by the way." Steph opens the door for him and bows him into the room. "I'm Steph."

[evil_koala_626]

He eyes her for a minute. Is she mocking him? Does she know his language? And then the door is open.

"My name Stitch" he repeats and offers a distracted grin. Even with so much going on, he manages to tack a certain firmness onto the name itself. The room reeks of Mel. And Mike. And the two of them together. Alright, Bar, where are you? He begins snuffling in earnest.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Steph says politely, and grins. "Plus you're tiny and adorable."

And then they get down to searching in earnest. Or at least, Stitch does. Steph just leans back to watch.