Arms Hotel - Room 312 - Monday, After Work

[not_an_answer]

There was a naked man in her hotel room.

A naked meditating man.

Renee sighed. "Hi, honey. I'm home." No response. Of course not.

She grabbed a beer and tapped him on the head before going to sit on the couch and wait for him to put a pair of damn pants on.

[[OOC: For the question!]]

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[alsonotananswer]

Charlie certainly didn't look like he had moved since she had left. In fact, immediately upon returning to the hotel he'd told her that he was "going within". Like it wasn't a cryptic and uninformative statement or something.

Hence there was a naked man in her room. At least he wasn't snoring.

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She still wished he'd put a damn pair of pants on.

He had thousands of notes on Intergang and they all lead to one location. But the name mentioned Saturday night...

If it wasn't the source, it was another link in the chain. And the only lead they had.

"Anytime you want to state the obvious is fine by me."

[alsonotananswer]

Even without the mask Charlie's face was expressionless. It wasn't clear whether he'd even heard her complaint (or any of Renee's other complaints as he sat unmoving and naked on her floor).

Eventually his breathing changed slightly and one eye cracked open. "Fine. You win. We'll go to Kahndaq."