Vail Ski Resort | Sunday Morning, 10/17

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The Fandomites' last morning in Vail dawned cool and clear, the resort warm enough to get by with a light jacket, the slopes above frosty and crisp.

The portal back to Fandom would arrive after lunch, so now was time for packing, last-minute souvenir-shopping, or one final lift up the mountain to the wonderful land of snow-sports.

Or alternatively, freaking the heck out in your hotel room because Fandom knows no boundaries of distance or decency when it comes to attacking its current and former residents in their sleep to leave ladybits where manbits used to be, and manbits where... you get the picture.

So might the maid, if you forgot to leave the Do Not Disturb sign out.


[ OCD is up! | Hotel Rooms | Centre V | Tavern on the Square | RockResorts Spa | Other Activities at the Arrabelle | Skiing and Snowboarding | Snow Tubing | Snow-Shoeing | Shopping | Outside Dining | OOC]

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Re: Room 223

[wwiii]

"Excellent," Warren replied, leaning up to solicit a kiss, even if it would be maybe a little odd, stubble and everything taken into consideration. "I'll pick you up, then."

Re: Room 223

[glacial_queen]

"Such a far walk," Karla said, laughing. She was a bit surprised by the kiss; surprised and gratified. She wouldn't have blamed Warren for being a little leery. She kissed him back, keeping it rather short and sweet, mostly because it was just as odd to kiss with her new face as it was to be kissed by it.

"I can't wait," she murmured, pulling away with a smile.

[In lieu of kissy icons, I offer Ryan Phillippe's chest.]