[h1][b][i][color=3333FF][center]Alcander Mires[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=3333FF]Location:[/color] Back to the Hotel
[color=3333FF]Interacting with:[/color] The peeps
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Alcander had just stepped into the hotel when the massive chain reaction of getting into one another's personal space occurred. He merely had on pants, with a shirt around his shoulders that he'd used as a makeshift towel. Left his shoes upstairs as well. His black hair was still lightly glistening from the pool. 

He gave a quick shake of his head to get his hair out of his vision and watched, too far away to give any help but close enough to see every little emotion pass through their faces. Even Mr. Clops got in on the action, before bounding away. He sighed. [i]Just another day at the luxurious Best Exotic Hotel[/i]. 

There was a small twitch of curiosity that appeared on his face when he saw the newcomer offer to help Tash to her room. He couldn't help but give a slightly helpless smile. The 'history' part of his comment gave Alcander a lot of assumptions. He decided to help a bit as he walked by, giving the smallest whisper. "[sub][color=3333FF]Being a bit too forward there, mate.[/color][/sub]" he breathed with a knowing wink, making sure it wasn't mistaken for a mischievous one. 

Stepping past him, he casually wound up standing next to his three drinking companions from last night. "[color=3333FF]Gang[/color]..." he said in greeting, then grinned as he reached two hands down, offering to help up both Claire and Cass. His next remark was half sarcastic. "[color=3333FF]Got any plans for the day, or are we all nursing hangovers?[/color]" 

Honestly, he just wanted to help at the moment. But his question was just to give him a small connection to them, just in case. That was a good thing, he thought. Right? [i]Perhaps it might be better if I just head up and read. 'Least that way I know I'll be content for the day.[/i]