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Subject: Cont. Author: Anawiel [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 21:38:31 01/03/03 Fri The witch thought very carefully for the moment. It seemed the young girl was set on irritating her, despite all Anawiel's futile attempts to be civil. "I'm sorry," Anawiel said shortly, "But if I was to open a window all the snow would come in and I do not fancy wasting either my magic or my time on cleaning this room come the morning. Now, please follow me and I shall show you to your quarters." The redhead stood, stubbing out her pipe in the hearth before turning to climb the narrow wooden staircase. The steps were steep and creaked under foot while each of foot, or paws, set a light puff of dust off into the air. Upstairs, the house seemed to be almost twice the size as the downstairs with a short corridor lined with five doors all shut and fixed with battered locks. Without hesitation Anawiel turned to the first door she came to on her left. She drew out a thick brass key from some unknown pocket and unlocked the door smoothly, despite the squeek and clank of metal from inside the lock. Stepping lithly into the room she opened the drawn curtains letting light in to display a large room with simple pale wood furniture and two identical single beds covered in bright white sheets. "I trust this room is too your liking and will serve you both the night. If you require anything please do not hesitate to ask," Anawiel spoke quickly and to the point, "Brooke, Wolf," she inclined her head to them both, "Goodnight." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]