Shirou nodded as the others made their intentions clear, happy that they were smart enough to think of such a plan. "You have my thanks for going to bring the others back. I will explore the Oasis and see what is available." Thus, the enchanter began to wander about the hotel himself, noting anything that could be of help. The place had some stockpiled supplies that would probably be needed for the following days, food especially and water especially. Since everything looked like it was taken during a successful run, the kitchens were probably well stocked and anything they didn't carry could be put in the freezer if they returned to the place.

 Moving next to the bar and rooting around, Shiroe began to tuck away various supplies for people without the bodies of Adventurers or the powers of the others. Candy and small snacks for energy, alcohol for warmth and wounds, papers, pens, spare clothes of the employees, and other such things went inside his magic bag that had more space on the inside.

Those who would go explore the place would find most of the furnishings common to the establishment, such as artistic potted plants, chandeliers, and rooms filled with uniform beds and televisions (though these were the small blocky kind). Looking out the window, they would even be able to see more of the city, including what looked to be a giant spire in the distance that actually punctured through the lowest layer of clouds. Movement could be seen below, other inhabitants of the city that were walking about the night. Some carried lamps and other lights, while others were fleeting shapes in the darkness. 

Those who can see better in the dark or those whose sights were concentrated on the street lamps would note that while most were humanoid, some had features that were decidedly not such as animal ears, extra appendages, or even creatures that eschewed the bipedal form entirely. Many different species could be seen, some from fantasies and myths while others came from space itself. Even the air space itself was not safe from strangeness as futuristic vehicles zoomed about traffic with giant airborne animals that were decidedly not avian in nature.

In the clearing where everyone started, someone actually could be heard snoring. If one followed the snore, they would find the source to be propped in the tree branches itself. A human who slept like a monkey was still out of it, though not enough to actually fall down from the branches that normal men couldn't even balance on. Clad in oriental cloth of red silk and looking like a martial practicioner of ancient China, Ranma Saotome was brought into the City and unlike the others, hadn't even woken up. If anything, he looked like he was so deep in his sleep that he was resting on the fluffiest and warmest mattress possible, and not a dead tree filled with snow.