02-16-2020, 11:06 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Rin rarely retired to her quarters this early, but she was rarely this exhausted, either. She had a lot to do tomorrow, besides. Between preparing the next meeting and planning her visit to the Typhoon, plus seeking out research materials in the library, she wouldn't accomplish much if she went without sleep tonight.
Walking through the doorway, she casually pushed the door behind her, but didn't check to make sure it was shut. She had to check something first, then she would close and lock the door. Heading towards her bedroom, she went in and glanced around. Now, where had she put that basket-
The sound of creaking behind her snapped her to attention, and she spiraled, yanking an arrow out of her quiver. Whoever had intruded on her would have another thing coming. Stalking towards the door, she cautiously peered out of the doorway- and released a breath upon seeing Alastor there. Placing her arrow back into the quiver, she brushed past the doorway and approached him.
"I'd thank you to knock first," she said, narrowing her eyes. Following his gaze over to a seashell necklace hanging off of the shelf, she subconsciously moved forwards to block his view. These particular objects weren't exactly hidden, but considering she hadn't given him permission to come in, there was something... almost invasive about having him peeking in on her possessions.
With a sigh, she added, "What did you need?"
Walking through the doorway, she casually pushed the door behind her, but didn't check to make sure it was shut. She had to check something first, then she would close and lock the door. Heading towards her bedroom, she went in and glanced around. Now, where had she put that basket-
The sound of creaking behind her snapped her to attention, and she spiraled, yanking an arrow out of her quiver. Whoever had intruded on her would have another thing coming. Stalking towards the door, she cautiously peered out of the doorway- and released a breath upon seeing Alastor there. Placing her arrow back into the quiver, she brushed past the doorway and approached him.
"I'd thank you to knock first," she said, narrowing her eyes. Following his gaze over to a seashell necklace hanging off of the shelf, she subconsciously moved forwards to block his view. These particular objects weren't exactly hidden, but considering she hadn't given him permission to come in, there was something... almost invasive about having him peeking in on her possessions.
With a sigh, she added, "What did you need?"
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