<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg467554#msg467554">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 15-11-2007, 16:32:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She could hear a soft snoring sound from Io's room, that sort of answered her question. Apperantly her savior and self appointed protector was a deep sleeper. When she looked around she noticed how small and cramped his appartment looked. Hardly a fitting place to live for someone claiming to be Knight and Champion. His bedroom looked absolutly spartan, and she could tell he was by no means a tidy Knight. And this being the 21th century, the chance of getting the damsels in distress to pick up his dirty laundry seemed slim at best. That's gratitude for you. That being said, Lily got the feeling they found other ways to repay the handsome satyr. Now more than ever she wished he'd found a fresh set of sheets for her last night.<br/>What to do now though? She had to brave the living room and the sleeping satyr on the sofa if she wished to leave the bedroom, that much was clear.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She eyed the window thoughtfully.  Hardly a fitting way to repay him for his kindness and hospitality, slipping out into the city without as much as a good bye.  She looked around to see if there was something, anything clean to put on.  Her own clothes hardly qualified, and the sheets... picking through the room she finally decided on a clean, or at least she hoped it was, bath towel hanging from the door knob.  Wrapping it about her slim form, noting with a sigh that it barely reached her thighs, she took a deep breath and tiptoes out of the bedroom and into Io's temporary lair with thoughts of finding something to eat.