Who: Liah and Coyote
When: late morning
Where: the eighth floor, random empty hotel rooms
Liah was a woman on a mission, and the reason she'd chosen the eighth floor for her purposes was twofold: she hadn't scavenged in the empty rooms on this floor before, and when she'd been down to the lobby earlier on her way back from getting herself some breakfast, she'd noticed that there was only one key missing from the board for floor eight. She could have taken the keys to access the rooms, but why should she? She didn't exactly need keys to gain access, after all.
802 had yielded absolutely nothing, certainly not what Liah was looking for, and she knew it was possible that somebody had already gone through the stuff in this room. After one last pass with her little flashlight, Liah decided to move on to the next room. She stepped through the closed door and jerked back as she realized that she'd run into someone in the dark hallway. "Shit!" she grumbled, her heart pounding, raising her flashlight to see who it was.
( I know you think I'm hot, but you're just gonna have to control yourself )