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[song_tra_bong]

Room M16 is oddly quiet.

Just a faint click

click

click coming from the bathroom.

From the shower stall. It was the smallest place she could find with a door that shut all the way.

She's sitting on the floor of the shower, knees tucked to her chest and pistol in hand, flicking the saftey on and off. She's got no plans to be dramatic and blow her brains all over the wall in desperation--the weight of the gun is just...comforting.

She's not looking for visitors tonight, though had she been thinking more clearly she would have remembered to lock her door.

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[ten_of_swords]

Ruin slips into the room.

He knows it's her room.

She'd been on his mind all night.

So, he only gives the room a cursory glance, heading toward that click. He opens the door, slipping in and closing it silently.