Author: Overlord Frank

She pauses for a fraction of time, perhaps assessing that her comment about getting defensive may not have landed as she intended, but decides to move on without comment. She moves from the doorway,...

“So maybe I should have asked what you would like me to do.  Cross my arms and get defensive?” She briefly alters her stance and crosses her arms, altering her face deliberately into an...

Attire Raina has chosen a sand-coloured pant suit, with soft-cut lines (rather than sharp shoulders or creases) and a wide, brown belt – possibly of real leather, and matching lightweight ankle boots.  She is...

“Transient,” she repeats, flatly. Still softly, “Cinna is not responsible for any decisions I have made, and you should not hold her responsible.”     

“Cinna is your boss,” she observes, maintaining her soft tone.   

Raina turns toward her, watches her for several seconds. From behind Lia a flash of lightning illuminates the room, briefly throwing her shadow starkly across it.  Though the windows block most of the sound,...

Reminder:  The inner corridor opens out onto the private room proper.  It is warmly lit, and maintains the hotel’s apparently universal brown-and-mustard styling.  A dining table with two chairs has been set near the centre...

After a few Moments (3-5 minutes) Raina pokes her head around the door. “Well?”