RP: Food would be good Characters: Kassandra, Lucky Time/Date: Oct. 15, morning Location: Hotel lobby Warnings/Rating: probably low, but maybe some bad language Summary: Looking for food Status: completed
The past few nights had been alright. Kassandra admitted that being abducted and put into some hotel room was pretty messed up, especially when not knowing what they're after and all. The thing that probably upset her the most was the fact that she didn't really have access to her weapons. It made her feel naked. She knew she could fend for herself if she really needed to, but still, blades and guns were really nice to have in situations like this.
She was lying, half off her bed, with her head hanging off the side, just looking at her new room upside down. She was bored, and a growl from her stomach informed her she was hungry as well. She thought for a moment and realized that she hadn't really eaten anything at all since she arrived. Something about being kidnapped and being unable to get in touch with her partner type people made her forget about food temporarily. She placed her hands on the floor and flipped backwards in a lazy, but still somehow graceful, manner, and came to a standing position. She wore a green and blue plaid skirt, black stockings that came up to her thighs and blue sweater that stopped a few inches above her belly button.
She left her room, making sure to remember what the number was so she could find it when she got tired. She headed down the stairs until she reached the first floor, where she looked around, hoping to God that she would be lucky and find a buffet for breakfast or something. Granted she wasn't getting her hopes up on that thought. At the moment, she would settle for a poptart though.