<blockquote><div><cite>The Creator 7 wrote:</cite><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Rosewoode sighed in relief at the generousness of the man and walked inside. She was so tired that she did happen to see the bracelet. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">"My name is Rosewoode deForest. I am pleased to meet you. Thank you very much for sharing your room on this blustery cold night." </span>  spoke in a soft musical tone as she made her way over to the bed at the far side. <br/><br/>She placed her things on the floor and sat down for a minute to take out off her oversized boots. She then pulled the boots apart to reveal the inner pair. Then 3 pairs of thick socks came off. She then wriggled her toes to see if there was much movement left in them. Once she was assured that her toes didn't get frost bite, she smiled to herself. She stood up and took off the cloak and hung it over the nearby chair. As she took off her back pack off, Rosewoode asked softly <span style="color: #FF4000">"Would you mind if I use the bathroom for a short while to get cleaned up and more presentable?"</span><br/><br/>A dress and other items were neatly tucked inside the dress which was folded up. She also pulled her hairbrush and a light rose oil scent to tuck inside the dress. She wanted to feel like she was a human once more.</div></div></div></div></blockquote><br/><br/>Gensho found it odd that she would ask him permission about using the washroom.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #008000">" Be my guest."</span></span>he said nodding. He cleaned up some things to make the environment more acceptable for his female guest. He understood someone would undoubtedly come to ask to share the lodging, but never did he think it would be a woman. The young man went on to think she was either really confident about her assessment of him, a seasoned combateer or just someone who was naive and desperate. But he discerned she may have been just a good judge of character.<br/><span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><br/>" There is no need to ask permission regarding anything in the room. For the time being it is as much this one's as it is yours."</span></span>he remarked sitting on his bed. He removed his footwear and outer garments along with the ceremonial garb, leaving his inner garments and his hakama pants. He went to the boiler at the corner of the room to heighten the temperature slightly.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>keyootee wrote:</cite><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Verleen wasn't sure what to think of a man who wanted to stay with two women. He must be a womanizer she thought to herself. Well, he was going to see that getting a woman like Verleen Rahan was harder than he believed it would be. It was tempting just to stay out in the woods and rough it but then she remembered about the chill in the air. Cold was not her favorite thing to be out in. And having a free room away from the cold was far more pleasant then a free night staying out in the elements. Anyways, she wanted to get to know other people. People usually didn't stay out in the woods. She smiled at the tender, ready to put up with this person that she already branded as a womanizer.<br/>"A free room eh? It's hard to beat that price. Yes, I think I will stay with this man and other woman. So where is the room located?"<br/>She hadn't thought that she would be staying with strangers, she wondered how she was going to deal with this man. If she was right about his habits, he was not the kind of person that she would make a friend with. Hopefully this would go better than she thought it would. She would not know about what type of man he was until she met him. The woman, she was not as worried about as him but she wondered about the type of woman who would be willing to stay in a room with a strange man. She must be desperate to stay out of the cold, or perhaps the type who liked to flirt with every man she met. <br/>"This ought to be interesting..." She murmured to herself as she swigged the last few drops of her drink.</div></div></div></div></blockquote><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><br/>" The room in on the third floor, down the hall and to the left. Thank you for your understanding."</span>the waiter said taking away the emptied dishes back to the kitchen. He came back from there having talked to the owner and approached the girl one last time.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><br/>" The Owner says the other young woman has already gone up there and was apparently successful in convincing the guest to let her stay. Will you be okay getting up there? You must hold your drinks well."</span>the Waiter was concerned for her but more so for the people she would join. Hopefully the night would stay rather quiet.