11-30-2013, 09:09 PM
It was a while after Jon left when Reed emerged from her side of the suite in search of Trano. She wandered through the main sitting area first, lingering around the place where Abrams was splayed out on screen. There really wasn't a drop of blood in sight. It was kind of amazing.
Then she checked out the kitchen area. The coffee had gone cold by then, and it looked like Trano had finished off another bottle of scotch. That guy had the liver of a machine. How he functioned slobbering drunk all day was another astonishment.
Finally, she ended up outside the door to his room. She pressed an ear to the door like some ancient analog, but there was nothing to hear. If she was really interested in spying on him, she'd go back and get any one of a number of pieces of tech that enhanced sound. She was here for another reason.
She knocked with only a moment's warning before letting herself in. "Trano? Passed out in here?"
Then she checked out the kitchen area. The coffee had gone cold by then, and it looked like Trano had finished off another bottle of scotch. That guy had the liver of a machine. How he functioned slobbering drunk all day was another astonishment.
Finally, she ended up outside the door to his room. She pressed an ear to the door like some ancient analog, but there was nothing to hear. If she was really interested in spying on him, she'd go back and get any one of a number of pieces of tech that enhanced sound. She was here for another reason.
She knocked with only a moment's warning before letting herself in. "Trano? Passed out in here?"