Rm 202

[oldtownblades]

One would have thought that the stairs from the first floor would prove difficult for one in inline skates, but Miho bearly even noticed it. A pause, a run up, and a leap involving a somersault had taken her up the flight, and now she's in the common room the big guy pointed her to, swapping skates for sneakers, and leafing through the Books off

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[gun_nut_mom]

Sarah is already in the room, wrapped up from her hips down in a sheet-cum-dress, curled over her lap, doing stitch-work. She looks up from fixing the cuts in her pants to give a nod and a "hello" to the girl entering the room.

[oldtownblades]

The nod is returned, albeit it very slight, and she pauses in the doorway, studying the woman.

[gun_nut_mom]

Since finding out what lies ahead back before John was born, Sarah's pared off the softness that got in her way. Even in captivity she continued to keep herself fit and ready.

"Come on in - this is the communal area, not my personal space."

[oldtownblades]

She does then, gliding in on her blades and looking around.

She draws to a halt near the chair, keeping an ubostrusive eye on Sarah, but most of her attention seems to be on the neat stacks of spare clothes and shoes in the corner.

Someone's obviously prepared for people who might turn up in less than adequate clothing.