Arms Hotel - Room 312 - Insanely Super Early Thursday Morning

[not_an_answer]

Renee was sound asleep.

Renee might have been doing something akin to snuggling with Faith in her sleep. Of course, she could always hope that two naked women distracted the squirrels so that fact wasn't important.

It had been a very busy night with Faith, so you could excuse her if she was sleeping terribly sound for a change.

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[neverfaithful]

Faith wriggled closer, not wanting to wake up yet. Long day. Lots of talking about shit that made her feel all drained. Kinda made her feel glad Renee was there, and not just for the hot sex. Kinda nice being curled up like this. Fuck, that sounded mushy. Renee'd kick her ass.

She shifted in her sleep, pulling the covers, and then slipped back into a doze.

[alsonotananswer]

There was a soft click as the door to the room is picked and swings quietly open. Large-soled shoes pad silently around the detritus strewn across the floor. There is a moment of stillness as the trench-coated figure pauses and stoops.

A shadow falls across the the bed with Renee and Faith as he pauses at the foot, simply watching silently.

[not_an_answer]

She was tired. That was her excuse for not hearing him. Tired and getting lazy here.

Much too safe to keep up those Gotham honed senses.

[neverfaithful]

Slayer senses had been kept up, or maybe Faith was still leery from all those years watching over her shoulder. And she hadn't been sleeping soundly anyway.

She blinked a few times, hearing the noise, and then sat up bolt-straight when she saw there was someone in the room.