Zachery sat bolt upright, refreshed but still sore from yesterday's little 'fun' at Lady Shaw's hands.  Hearing the door hit the wall hard enough to break the handle, Zachery was awake almost immediately, and wished he'd had died in his sleep when he saw Lady Shaw again.  Crap, this wasn't going to be good, and he was in the buff, having fallen asleep that way from last night.  "Crap...."  He muttered to himself, sighing and following the mad woman....