Some Run-down Inn

[Somebody]

Tezztor stares at the manager then asks his question. "I need ssomeplace to clean up, lest you like blood all over your floorss. Then perhaps I'd like to have a room once those keyss arrive"

[Sugar]

"U-uh.. of course.." She replied nervously to the bloodied reptile, trying not to focus on the fact that he was covered in blood.
"There's a washroom in the kitchen.." Lifting a shaky finger, she pointed to the door behind the cafe counter.
"You can claim your room if you want. You'll just have to lock it from the inside when you're using it."

[Somebody]

"Thankss" he said in a bone chilling tone. He eyed her mysteriously then made his way to the washroom to clean up. Afterward he stalked the hallways looking for the perfect room.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

jumps into the room and skids on the floor."whoa that was a close one she breathed out" then turned to the manager" hi erm,i realy need a room right now cos you seee there seems...actually bettere not say for now"she muttered the last part looking down then back up again hopefully.

[Dr. Strange]

She chuckled and stood, her eyes surveying all the new furs. "You guys swarm the place like there's no tomorrow. Tone it down a little, eh?" She walked over to sugar and smiled. "Who all you need taken care of?" She took a closer look at Tezztor and the smirk widened. "I'll take care of you. What room'd you like?" Her pants clicked again as she stepped up to him, sizing him up.

[Somebody]

Tezztor looked at Sam curiously. "Uh ok. I'm looking for a room that hass a good view and a porch if you have one." He watched her intently, waiting for a reply.

[Sen]

Sen listened carefully at the words of the blood-soaked reptile.  'Hmm... a view of the porch...  maybe he's being followed or hunted...'  He thought, furrowing his brow in concentration.

[Dr. Strange]

"Hmm....Room Eight. Second one on the first hall." she looked at Sen and smiled. "Name's Syras."

[Somebody]

Nodded at `Syras` and walked to his room. Once inside he took a minute to survey the room and the view outside. "Thiss will do nicely" he said mischieviously as he took a ragged, bloody patch of fur from his pack. He smiled "Thatss one who won't be taking in the comfort tonight" He went into the bathroom to clean off and wash his trophy. Afterwards he sat on the bed staring out the window till he heard footsteps go past his door. His eyes slanted as the steps grew fainter. "Keep it cool, I'm sure none of them susspect anything. Even if they did what would they do about it"

[scarypuppy]

Eraqio pushed open the thick, peeling door leading to his room. As he stepped inside he took a deep breath, letting out a satisfied sigh as he tossed his luggage onto the decent sized bed. "sooooooooooooooooo tired." He raised his hands above his head and cricked his neck and back, his ears shifting backward in relaxation. he walked over to his bed and opened his bag, removing his study items, "Federal Case Files: Homicide" "Lovecraft and Beyond, Relations between Dreams and Reality." "FBI declassified: Manson murders." A satisfied smile played across his lips, "just some reading material my dear."

[Iggy Cullen]

Iggy shyly crept around the main door and peered around he at the new inn. She peers at all the things around before walking up to the furs and clearing her little throat, peering up at the rest of them because of her tiny height. "'Scuse me? Are there any rooms going here?" she pipes in a small voice.

[Dr. Strange]

Syras looked down at Iggy and smiled warmly. "I think there are. Where would you like your room?"

[¿ Jesse Pawman ?]

He walks in at a brisk pace with two bags and says upright, "Give me a room."

[Dr. Strange]

"One fifty-six. Up to floor eight, down to the middle hall. Have a good night." She fired off, picking up his bags and proceeding to lead him to his room. "I'll be back, Little One."

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

"fine forget me then, its noit like my life is indangert or anything.....but if i havent pwease" she pleads