I'm a winner, I'm a sinner...

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:54 am

The next morning, Samantha made her way back into the ballroom for breakfast. Though her demeanor was blithe enough, there was a bit of weariness in her stride, and something just faintly frayed when she smiled. Still she was meticulously groomed enough that perhaps one wouldn't notice. Perhaps.

She sat down at her place card.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 11:59 am

Nailah was already sitting at the table, holding on to a cup of coffee. Judging by the spill on the saucer she hasn't been doing to great a job at it.

"Good morning." She looks relieved to see Sam. Or possibly just anybody.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:00 pm

"...didn't sleep well?" She asked with some trepidation.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:03 pm

"I passed out eventually... I didn't think the kid would be right."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:07 pm

She paused for a breath.

"Wh-what do you mean by that?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:12 pm

"Someone was in my room last night." she says in a hushed voice.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:14 pm

Her eyes widened.

"...really?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:18 pm

"Yes. They rummaged around my room when I was in the bathroom. And I kept hearing someone walk up and down the hall past my door all night."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:19 pm

"When you were... in the bathroom."

A faint twitch crossed her face.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:21 pm

"Yes. I told the front desk about it, but they just said it must have been housekeeping."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:24 pm

"I don't know why anyone would do that so late..."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:31 pm

"Me neither, but that's what they said. I spent the night with a chair pushed against the door..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:32 pm

"And they went through your things? That's just..."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:40 pm

"They took a painting down and stole a book too. I just... I just don't know."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 1:57 pm

There was another twitch, this one more pronounced.

"That's... that's just damned odd."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:09 pm

"Are you okay? You look a little spooked..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:09 pm

"It's just... such a strange choice," she said with a faint tremble in her voice.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:15 pm

"Good thing that's all they wanted. I was worried that... well it was just scary."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:20 pm

She took a deep breath and rested her head in her hands for a moment. A lock of her hair fell out of place and she fussed it back into position.

"...aye."

by **Steve Jones** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:27 pm

The aforementioned "kid" entered the ballroom and took his seat with a slight yawn.

"Morning."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:32 pm

"Good morning." she says, putting down her coffee without making too much noise shakily placing it on the saucer.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:34 pm

"...good morning," she mumbled distractedly.

by **Steve Jones** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:37 pm

"Rough night?" he asked perceptively.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:38 pm

"Someone broke into my room."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:46 pm

Samantha let out a long breath, trying to regain her composure.

by **Steve Jones** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:49 pm

"Really?" he asked.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:53 pm

She nods. "And then someone kept stalking around in the hallway all night."

by **Steve Jones** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 2:59 pm

"Sounds scary," he nodded sympathetically, "Did you... see them?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:03 pm

"Heavens no! I wasn't about to go out there."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:04 pm

"...aye. No... no telling who's about."

by **Steve Jones** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:14 pm

"Right... good idea not trying to look."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:14 pm

"What do you mean?"

by **Steve Jones** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:21 pm

"Hmm?" He didn't seem to have an answer.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:24 pm

"You sounded like that happens a lot..."

by **Steve Jones** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:30 pm

"It's just... this place. It can be really creepy."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:32 pm

"I'm... I'm certain the age of the building doesn't help."

She didn't sound certain at all.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:45 pm

"I really don't think it's the age... And why are you so frazzled by all this?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:46 pm

"...didn't sleep well either," she mumbled faintly.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:56 pm

"Well this place certainly seems a little unsettling. The staff is strange and it feels like we're the only guests here..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Nov 06, 2012 4:05 pm

"Aye," she said as she gave Nailah an odd look, her mind running over scenarios on how to return the book she wasn't even sure how she took.

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