[Paine was likewise familiar with the tricks that the Hotel could get up to. She sometimes decided she enjoyed them after the fact, but she rarely enjoyed falling into its traps in the moment for the simple fact that she was indignant at being tricked. She had her fun but she always preferred to have a say in it.
The hotel didn't care, of course.
She'd been asleep in her room last she recalled, but now she was here, sitting at the table in a black tanktop and jeans, a leather jacket slung over her chair. It was a nice casual version of her usual adventuring outfit, she just wished she remembered putting it on.
Her attention pulled to Heine and she nodded to him. This was definitely different. Her body hadn't even been altered yet.]
It's a lot more mundane than usual, that's for sure. This food is probably a trap. It smells great though.
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The hotel didn't care, of course.
She'd been asleep in her room last she recalled, but now she was here, sitting at the table in a black tanktop and jeans, a leather jacket slung over her chair. It was a nice casual version of her usual adventuring outfit, she just wished she remembered putting it on.
Her attention pulled to Heine and she nodded to him. This was definitely different. Her body hadn't even been altered yet.]
It's a lot more mundane than usual, that's for sure. This food is probably a trap. It smells great though.