Lith
Arriving at the accommodations Solara had acquired for everyone, Lith said goodbye to Urd and made her way to her and Solara's room. "Daaamn..." She muttered as she stepped through the door. "Don't think I've ever been somewhere this nice." Even before getting sent into the Eye, where when she did sleep it was always in full armour, thirty some-odd years of average civvie and Guard life, made her accustomed to more...rustic sleeping arrangements. 'Nother benefit of bangin' an Inquisitor I guess.
Grateful to see spare clothing laid out on the nearby bed, she stripped out of her sweat and blood stained training kit and headed for the washroom. Passing a full length mirror as she did, she stopped and made a face. My hair is too damned long... Her normally short cropped hair was now down almost past her shoulders, and the grey was a bit more pronounced. "Guard ain't supposed to get old." She chuckled to herself, as she moved on.
Once in the bathroom proper, she turned on the shower as hot as she could stand, before stepping under the water. Her fresh bruises, and sore muscles objected, but their aches and pains just reminded her she was still alive. After finishing cleaning herself up, and drying off, she went a flopped down on the bed. Best enjoy this while I can.
Arriving at the accommodations Solara had acquired for everyone, Lith said goodbye to Urd and made her way to her and Solara's room. "Daaamn..." She muttered as she stepped through the door. "Don't think I've ever been somewhere this nice." Even before getting sent into the Eye, where when she did sleep it was always in full armour, thirty some-odd years of average civvie and Guard life, made her accustomed to more...rustic sleeping arrangements. 'Nother benefit of bangin' an Inquisitor I guess.
Grateful to see spare clothing laid out on the nearby bed, she stripped out of her sweat and blood stained training kit and headed for the washroom. Passing a full length mirror as she did, she stopped and made a face. My hair is too damned long... Her normally short cropped hair was now down almost past her shoulders, and the grey was a bit more pronounced. "Guard ain't supposed to get old." She chuckled to herself, as she moved on.
Once in the bathroom proper, she turned on the shower as hot as she could stand, before stepping under the water. Her fresh bruises, and sore muscles objected, but their aches and pains just reminded her she was still alive. After finishing cleaning herself up, and drying off, she went a flopped down on the bed. Best enjoy this while I can.