[Seven hours after this conversation, Malina's biker boots scuffed their way through the entrance of the castle, making her way to the front desk. She's got a duffle bag slung over her shoulders and a cage in her free hand and eventually she comes to a stop, placing the cage down on the desk and glancing at the poor sap behind the desk who has to deal with her.
She's seriously pissed, but she'll try her best not to act it. She holds up her ID to them, before flashing them a thin smile.]
Sir Harvey, checking in. Any messages for me?
[After she finishes there, she's going slowly make her way back to her room and then get herself a drink or seven so feel free to catch her at any point along the way.]
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She's seriously pissed, but she'll try her best not to act it. She holds up her ID to them, before flashing them a thin smile.]
Sir Harvey, checking in. Any messages for me?
[After she finishes there, she's going slowly make her way back to her room and then get herself a drink or seven so feel free to catch her at any point along the way.]