Looking through her room she didn't find a thing that looked... wrong. The place was what it looked to be - a rundown, unkept motel room, for better and for worse. In a way it gave her a good way to hide herself from those that might be looking and that was always a comfort in itself.<br/><br/>Getting her things up was done without a problem, due to the time of day she didn't see anyone that could identify her or that could ask the wrong questions. She got in and out and could start to prepare herself to stay here for a while and now as her weapons where in place she could actually start to feel more... safe and at home.