In the morning, Moist takes his time getting up as he considers what's ahead. He moves quietly as to not wake up Urquhart and starts the coffee as he puts his suit together ( Read more... )

Moist takes care of the door and kisses David as they enter the room.

Its fairly neat today though the rug is rather muddy, Franz has been enjoying the rain, "Out of those clothes and I'll get a robe for you."

Moist opens the door to his room and sets the wine down on the table near the fire and moves into the bathroom to start the water,

"Do you want it regular water or sulfur?"

The innkeeper nods as he pushes the boys out with a smile and a greedy look at that silver and silk, "Just find me if you need anything gentlemen."

Moist shuts the door behind the innkeeper and laughs, its light and silly if anyone's listening as he says, "Oh darling, this is just what I wanted."

Moist opens the door to his room and Franz starts towards the rug in front of the fire ( Read more... )

Moist is getting dress in his three-piece suit, he had to rumple it slightly after it was laundered to give it the right look.

His door does open to his room but he doesn't want to take any chances.

He's got his box open while he buttons up his shirt and is picking out things to bring with him.

Moist was truly getting to hate Sammies* and their persistent questioning. It wasn't his fault that the woman he was working on getting to invest in his pet project happened to die. She hadn't even been murdered just died, but since there was money involved the guards were there ( Read more... )

He opens the door with a bow, his room has a rather Bavarian feel to it.

All of the furniture is of dark wood with interesting cut outs, the canopied bed huge and inviting.

A fireplace stands ready to be waken to life and there's a large wardrobe that's shut tight along with a door to a bathroom, "My room."

He opens the door and shoos Franz in as he stirs the fire to warm things up.

There's still a slight chill in the air even though Spring is on the way.

He numbly opens the door to his room, lets Urquhart in and locks it behind him.

Then pours them both large drinks from the bottle and sinks into a chair before saying, "I really do hate her."