Securing a base (Locked to whoisslade)
As Raven had planned, and worked hard to ensure, there were no changes to the suite she'd warded and secured the night before. It was metaphysically cut-off enough from the Hotel's realm that the hotel would be unable to do anything without backlash or effort, but it was still part of the realm as a whole. She, or Slade, could bring things in--but the hotel couldn't force things in.
After resting, regaining her energy, Raven was now ready to continue securing the suite. Further making sure her hold was complete, that the hotel would not be able to surprise them, to trap them, to change these 3 rooms. Forced to make due with what was available, she was less than surprised by some of the various...accoutrement in the suite.
Some work had already been done, as she'd used some of the ointments (and not let her skin come in contact, as it was loaded with the hotel's aphrodisiac) to draw various sigils on the walls of all 3 rooms. A small bowl, and the rest of the ointment, water was near by and a towl, as was a candle. She hadn't been able to find a knife, but that was a minor problem only.
Settled in the center of the room with her things, wearing her leotard but nothing else as she focused. Sitting lotus-style, attuning herself to the currents of the suite once more, its interaction with the magic of the hotel... Slade would need to be present for this, and she'd explained what she had planned. Now, just a matter of them both being ready.