Hawknell Inn A Threat Is Clear In Any Language

Can I come up and chat? It's about that message you sent us.

Mikhail

Mikhail paced in his room within the Inn as he waited for her response. He had went back a few times to look over the screenshots of the messages sent by Kalypso. This development was deeply concerning to him. His mind was reeling with questions and possibilities. Just how much of a concern was this 'group'.

Yea, come on in, door's unlocked

Kaly

Kaly was just reapplying a new bandage over her hand, that yote got her hand good. It was fine, she felt a bit stupid but it was not here or there as she was going to simply not go that way again.

Sighing, she picked up her clothes from her room, tossing them into her hamper.

Her room was spacious and comfortable, a sectioned off living room area and bed. She had various fandom bits around her room given her love of many different fandoms.

Kaly went to her mini fridge, pulling out a couple of soft drinks for them.

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Fit

He relaxed a bit at her response and swiftly left his room lest he pace a rivet in the floor. Mikhail headed to her room and gave a polite knock before stepping inside. He was grateful she had accepted his request.

"Hey. I'm sorry to bother you. It's about that group text you sent out." Mikhail spoke as he lingered by the door, not wanting to intrude further unless invited. This was her room, her territory.

Kaly looked up the moment the door opened and the other snow leopard walked in. It was still a little tense between them, but nothing too unmanageable in her opinion, "You're not bothering me, Mikhail, " she told him, welcoming him inside.

"Coffee? Tea? " she offered, folding a throw blanket to drape over the back of a love seat couch she had in the room.

He stepped further in and let the door fall shut behind him. One hand combing through his hair he took a light breath. His mind had been racing ever since receiving the text. This wasn't a situation he had ever really been prepared for.

Her question pulled him back to the surface and he offered a polite smile. "Tea would be great. Thanks."

Nodding, Kaly went, picking out a set of tea bags to place in a star wars themed mug. She poured in the boiling water from the kettle for him and carrying the mug to him as she sat on the small couch, patting the other side for him to sit.

"You look how I felt when I got the text. " she told him, sipping her own tea after a moment.