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[boundxkitty]

[Continued from here.]

It doesn't take long down the hallway upstairs to get to her room, the number etched into the key in case she'd forgotten her room number after her time away. The lock clicks gently as she uses the key and opens the room. It's clean, dust free despite her being gone for so long.

The room is large, with the bed on one side of the room, nightstands and a lap near it. Across from the bed is a bookshelf system littered with books from her last stay here as well as a tv, and stacks of dvds. There's also a mini fridge, but considering she's been gone for years anything in it should probably be dumped if bar hadn't taken care of it for her.

A small door to one side of the bookshelves also leads to a small bathroom with all the necessities and nothing too special.

Elizabeth leans against the door, eyes on the room while she waits for Victor to enter. The one thing about the room she notices, is that it's been long enough it doesn't smell like her pard-mates and puppy piles anymore. It's a little thing, but it makes her a little sad to know they haven't been around either. Not that she'll mention that to Victor. "After you."

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[oldmancreed]

It's a nice room. Uncomplicated and smells a bit dusty, but he can live with that. He enters, keeping his eyes on her until he's well inside. It's then that the bookshelf catches his attention, running a claw along the collection.

But that's not what he's here for, he assumes. She still hasn't told him what she wants, though he can certainly take a good guess. She smells like whiskey and cat. Two scents that go well together, he notes.

Then he turns back and awaits her entrance into the room, his gaze sliding up and down her bosy as she moves.