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I had managed to book a suite for myself at the Royal Twilight inn for an entire week. I had chosen an All-Inclusive stay for a week, after I had browsed their site and examined my options. I did not want to lose out on anything they stood to offer.
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As I arrive, it looks just as grand and luxurious as I had been expecting. The open glass and steel lobby facing the street is spotless, to the point I can barely see the glass in the first place.
The Spotless Marble floor is glistering in the light as I approach. The twin sliding doors eagerly slide up before me, in order to grant my entrance into the lobby.
“Click clack, click clack; click clack, click clack..” is heard as I walk over the floor, as I am approaching the girl tending to the reception desk.
She is smiling brightly, only noticing me as I am approaching her.
“Greetings, Miss!” she exclaims, eagerly as I stop three feet from the desk
"Greetings!” I respond.
“Do you by chance have a reservation, or would you prefer to make one now?” she inquires, still beaming her bright smile at me.
I can't help but notice her light complexion, all but white. She has sapphire blue eyes, eagerly fixed upon me as she is focusing on me. Curiously enough, she is wearing a highly glossy gold lip-stick and eye-shadows. In contrast, her glistering black bangs is curling in under themselves. A pair of diminutive braids is almost covering her elfin looking delicate, pointy ears. Had I been looking down, I would have seen the thick, tight braid reaching down to her knees. Just as I would have seen her adorable bloody metallic red equine hooves.
“Yes, I booked a suite for a week, under Miss Myne!” I respond.
“Place your right hand on the plaque; Miss Myne, then spread your fingers wide in order to confirm the transaction!” she explains.
“Thank you!” I respond, as I comply and thus confirm the transaction for her.
“Take the Elevator on my right, please!” she offers, pointing out the door she is instructing me to use.
“Thank you, Miss!” I respond, turning my face towards the indicated elevator door; walking over towards the elevator; “Click clack, click clack..” is heard as I walk over the hard stone floor.
“The floor appears as if it had been laid the other day, polished to a perfect sheen with dedication and care!” I ponder.
The wall had been laid with a four foot tall Cherry wood picket-fence, covering the stainless steel wall behind it. However, there is a gap in the picket fence; making just enough room for the twin sliding doors to the elevator I had been directed to use, and the shiny black plaque operating the elevator from my end.
I lift up my right hand and extend the hand towards the plaque, feeling the warm surface of the smooth and slightly sticky silicon membrane; spreading my fingers wide in order to call the elevator to my floor.
“Ping!” is heard a moment later, as the door of the elevator is open before me in order to grant me access.
Of course, I had confirmed my payment. With that, I had been granted access to the Inn or Hotel; permitting me to use the elevator up to my suite.
“Greetings, Miss Myne!” Ellie the waitress exclaims; “I am Ellie the Waitress!” she then is presenting herself.
“Greetings, Miss Ellie!” I respond; “may I call you Miss Ellie?” I then inquire.
“Yes, you may..” she confirms; “by all means, please do!” she then adds.
“Ping!” is heard, as the door is sliding shut behind me and the elevator is starting to rush up towards the sweet I had booked for myself.
“You wish to get to your suite, so you can settle in?” she inquires.
“Yes, Miss Ellie!” I respond.
“I expect you to enjoy your stay..” she offers; “and make use of everything included!” she then continues, snickering.
“Oh, yes; I will, thank you for suggesting it!” I respond.
At the half-way point, the acceleration ceases, turning into a deceleration, only to stop exactly at my floor. Well, what had I been expecting? Though the ride is so smooth, I barely even noticed I had been shooting up through the ranks of floors. Just as her conversation had distracted me from the experience even further.
In the elevator, I am standing on ceramic tiles in a grassy green. Only the walls had been laid with the same pink Cherry wood as the picket-fence in the lobby.
“Such an ostentatious presentation!” I ponder.
“Ping!” is heard, as the door opens as I am reaching my floor.
“This is your floor!” she puts forth; “Hope you will be enjoying your stay!” she then continues.
“Thank you, Miss Ellie..” I respond; “I certainly intend to!” I conclude.
“See you, Miss Myne!” she exclaims, as I am approaching the door.
“See you, Miss Ellie!” I respond, stepping out of the elevator; only for the doors to quietly slide shut behind me, just as I had cleared the threshold.
With that, I am alone, as I am walking along the hall towards the door of my suite.
“Click clack, click clack..” is heard, as I continue down the hall; only stopping before the door, I had been looking for.
Once at the door, I am lifting up my right arm and extend my hand towards the plaque; spreading my fingers wide in order to open the door, once more feeling the curious warm touch under the palm of my hand. Almost, almost as if it had been the warmth of a greeting.
“Guess I will just have to get used to this?” I ponder; “But at least, it is not uncomfortable!” I then conclude.
As the door is sliding up I am stepping into the cloaking room of my suite; only for the door to quietly slide shut behind me, just as I had cleared the threshold.
Once more, I am alone. All alone.
The floor greeting me is laid with softly, grassy green ceramic tiles.
“Easy to clean and maintain!” I mouth under my breath, not quite bothering to hide my reaction or my feelings.
Just as outside, I can clearly seen the four foot tall Cherry wood picket fence the walls had been laid with. Only now, there is no stainless steel hidden underneath, but white Beach wood; leaving me with an earthly warm feeling of a home, to which I had just come home.
On the wall opposite the entry, I find the hat rack; under which I can hang my jacket. Naturally, I have a shoe-rack with room for all the shoes I could possibly have with me, including any shoes I may choose to purchase, during my stay. I even have room for guests visiting me.
The doors to the shower, girl's room and even a sauna on the left wall. With matching one foot square hexagonal plaque to go with the rooms; just clearly resembling the palm print of my right hand, with casually spread fingers. How curious, but this will be my home for the weak ahead.
To the right of the shoe rack, I can see the door to the living room, or sitting room if you will. Since I am assuming the girl's room and shower will be exactly what I am used to, I am ignoring them for now. I will have all the time I need, when I need to use these facilities anyway.
I take the heels off of me, leaving them in the shoe rack; I am indoors, in my own home. I expect to enjoy the comfort of the quiet my bare feet is offering me.
Once I had relieved myself of my out-doors clothes I am stepping up to the door to my living room; right arm raised and extending the palm of the hand, pressing the palm gently onto the plaque and spread my fingers; only for the door to my living room to slide up eagerly before me.
I am stepping into the room, only for the door to slide shut quietly behind me. How unexpected? I have started to get used to it, by now.
In my living room, I am stepping out onto the white oak-wood parquet, as I can see the four foot tall pink cherry-wood picket fence covering the rich Linden wood the wall had been laid with.
This is the room, in which I am to spend most of my waken time; while within the confines of my suite, as opposed to the rest of the time I am staying at the hotel.
If I had looked up at the ceiling, I would have seen the LED night-sky above. Though the ceiling had been coated in mate black silicon to hold the LEDs in their designated locations, as well as marking the backdrop to define the light.
On my right, I can see a three-seated cinematic sofa. At first glance it is just laid with black leather; but true to their standard, it is a high-grade and highly elastic glossy silicone membrane holding the liquid silicon that is cushioning the seats.
To the right and left of the central seats, I can see the two cup holders and the armrests hiding the content; Sparkle Cola in the fridge and snacks like peanuts under the other one.
“I had chosen to have the hidden spaces preloaded with Sparkle Cola and Peanuts!” I ponder; as I am walking up to the cinematic sofa quietly, as I had slipped my heels of in the cloaking room.
While the choices may limit the rooms available, but I could as well chose my favourite snacks as I book the suite. Had it been an issue, I would have been informed at the time I was booking my suite; giving me the options, to choose other options.
Once I am reaching the sofa, I choose to sit down in the middle seat; between the precooled Cola and the moderately cool snacks of my choice. Not so much because I wanted or needed either at the time, but because I feel like choosing the middle seat.
As I plop down into the firm, yet squishy seat; I feel the cool touch of the smooth surface, as I am placing my weight into the cushion.
“Room Service!” I pronounce, as I pick up the remote control for the wall mounted TV set opposite of the sofa in which I am sitting.
I am leaning back, relaxing; as I switch the screen on, now facing the activated screen and the options before me.
“Room Service!” I ponder, as I choose to click the option before me.
“Name: Lady Rarity Filigree” I choose, typing her full name in, opting “Rarity” as her preferred name to address her.
“Anthropomorphic” I choose, rather than the Pony or Human alternative forms.
“Could I have opted for a Centaur or Mermaid form?” I ponder; “but I do prefer the options of her Anthropomorphic form!” I consider.
I make a series of opting in or out various details, then I choose to have her with her Turquoise or light blue eye shadow with a glossy finish. Though I choose to have her lips generously plump with a metallic electric blue and high gloss. Well, this is Rarity, after all. I want to keep her as close to the original as possible, while still making her to my ideal image of her personal beauty.
Since I chose her anthropomorphic form, I have her with her Equine ears and hooves. She is a slightly glossy Silicone white; because it feels appropriate, for her. If I have the options available, I am going to take advantage of them. Otherwise, I could have made it easy on myself; just leaving her as the default form, but what would have been the fun in that? I have no idea.
I opt for her to have her fingernails with oval tips; because I think it would be beautiful. Just that I choose to have her nails to be semi square and start just after the final joint of the finger. A total length of an inch seems just about right for her. I have her finger nails and hooves painted the same blue as her lips.
I can see her smiling back at me, from the screen before me. Though her expression and stance shift slightly, as if she had been reacting on my choices. Not that she was ever frowning even in the slightest.
This is so much fun, just opting in and out while I am designing my very own personal Rarity. Could you blame me?
“Phew..” I breathe, as I make the final choice and confirm my decision.
As I had completed the form, I lift up the cushion, the lid of the Cola cooler; extracting a bottle and uncap it, before I am taking a swig and sip the cool carbonated beverage.
“Aah!” I exclaim.
Prepared to wait for rarity, I take my time enjoying the cool Cola in my right hand.
Only putting the cap on as I finish the bottle, screwing the cap back on and put it away.
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