𝔴 𝔞 𝔯 𝔯 𝔦 𝔬 𝔯 (desertscorn) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-08-05 15:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, xian lang, yennefer |
WHO: xian + yennefer
WHERE: room 411
WHEN: morning of
WHAT: a warrior and a witch share a bed
STATUS: in-progress
WARNINGS: tba (brief nudity, cursing)
Having a room all to herself was not only convenient but relaxing. Sharing a space, no matter how pleasant the company was, had put her on edge. Though everyone here at the hotel was friendly, there was still that small chance that any one of them could turn on her. The luxury of sleeping peacefully wasn't something she'd been fortunate to have for many years. She was at her most vulnerable as she slept and there had been some who had taken advantage of that in the past. Now, with the guest room left entirely to her, she had no worries of waking up with a knife at her throat or in her side. It wasn't the palace she'd dreamed of but it was entirely her own. She was quick to take it over and enjoy the safe solitude it provided. Here, she could let her sleeves down. The hotel offered them locks on all their doors. Though there were quite a few guests with enough power to break a door down, Xian felt confident that no one would actually do so. She hadn't heard anything of anyone trying. And as long as she behaved moderately under the line of what was acceptable, she didn't think anyone would. So in this room, it was her world and no one could enter or touch without her permission. Unless it was the powers in control of the hotel. There seemed to be no wall, door or lock that they couldn't get through. At least so far, it had only been to leave little surprises for her. This morning, instead of tea bags like before, it had given her a woman. Xian never slept for very long. She rested for as long as she needed and that was all. And the slightest noise would wake her. This morning, it had been the sound of someone else breathing next to her. When she opened her eyes and turned her head, she found that it wasn't her mind playing tricks on her. There was a woman in her bed. The hotel had gifted her with before. Now, a wife? Interesting. Xian was careful as she rolled onto her side, the bed gently jostling underneath them. She waited, the sun barely rising through the window behind her, for her new 'gift' to wake up. |