Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He is asleep for once. Snoring softly. The tape is gonna hurt like hell. It looks like it's already been stretched. No one is shredded, much, it seems.*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: It was a long, long day yesterday, and after 24 hours of consciousness, anyone would still be sleeping. She's motionless on the bed, resting against Joshua with her duster on the floor, sleeping peacefully.

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn might as well be slumming here. Only, she's rather alone this time, just like last time. Big difference being? This time she's bothered to bring him some damned food before people up and forget about it. She slips on to the scene like a well meaning idiot, testing the door handle. Big Bad Wolf? Delivery.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: d10: per+alert: 5,3,2,4,1,

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *There is a grunt, and a snort, as he shivers on the bed in annoyance. but he seems deep in the thralls of some dream.*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Alert: 9,1,6,6,4,7,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Her eyes crack open a little bit as the doorknob turns... "Hmm?" Oh, wait...shit. Consciousness comes flooding in, and she she sits up, looking around suddenly.

Ashlyn Reale: The doorknob turns, and the door opens with as little of a creak as she can manage. Ash peeks in briefly, should the door really be unlocked, and then slips into the room, nudging the door shut behind her. No jacket, no purse. Just more fast food than she could at all feasibly eat.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Hey, look, Hispanic hottie with serious bedhead. She blinks at Ashlyn, relaxing as she realizes it's her. "Oh, umm...hey." She reaches up to scratch at the back of her neck, yawning and stretching a little...still half-awake, she doesn't quite realize that Ashlyn just walked into a room where she just woke up next to a bound Joshua-in-a-blanket. "Mornin'."

Ashlyn Reale: "Oh." She blinks at Reyna well, being here and not looking especially depressed. Door shut? It's locked before she oh so quietly advances into the room, voice lowering so as not to wake the Josh-in-a-blanket too early. "I didn't expect.. Do you need to catch some real sleep?"

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: d10: per+alert: 9,4,1,6,6,

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *There is a slight snort from the blanketed figure, and he shifts slightly - and not in the bad way. His eyes open, and his lips smack. Another figure? Danger? Wakey-time is never comfortable.*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Hmmm?" She looks around the room, then at the bed. Oh. Yeah. She blinks, a little grin on her face as she shakes her head. "I think I'm rested enough. What time is it?"

Ashlyn Reale: "Almost noon." She nods to Reyna, voice low. For all the good it's done her now. She looks aside to Josh and smiles carefully. Closed lipped. No teeth, no challenge, no need to defend except from cholesterol.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He grits his teeth, and he lets out a mighty yawn.* Almost noon. Dammit. Last day, though. Should be okay. *He grunts.* Or at least I can flip out and kill other things.

Ashlyn Reale: "Start with breakfast," she offers him, or rather both of them, but frankly Josh is the one who might actually need the help to eat. Poor, rage filled guy.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Breakfast would be good...soon as I get this hair to behave." She slips up off the bed with a pat to Joshua's shoulder, clearing her throat and heading toward the bathroom, to use the mirror there.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He perks up slightly.* Breakfast?

Ashlyn Reale: She struggles a little more not to reveal her teeth smiling. "I figured you'd want something with meat. Not the best substitute for running wild in the French countryside, but what can you do, right?" She nods to Reyna, and heads around to the side of the bed opposite to where she'd been resting.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He closes his eyes. Mmmh... running wild... French countryside... he's never been to France, but can't help but imagine deer, falling to his teeth, wild... His eyes pop back open.* Eggs are good too.

Ashlyn Reale: "Bacon?" she asks, sitting carefully at the edge of the bed, bag on her lap. Now is not the time to mention in passing the freakish mall incident.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: Bacon, steak, ham... anything, *he grumbles.*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A couple sounds of frustration from the bathroom. "Oww..." Something muttered in Spanish.

Ashlyn Reale: "Don't pull!" she calls over her shoulder to Reyna. Not hard to recognize putting one's hair through hell. She reaches in and half unwraps a burger in which bread was an afterthought to alternating layers of meat, cheese, and bacon. This is held and offered to josh within biting range, as she patiently sits by to feed him.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I'll stop pulling when it starts behaving."

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *Of course he goes for that. eyes wide, almost delirious with desire. Food. Why did he ALWAYS forget about food?*

Ashlyn Reale: She minds not to let him choke himself half to death on this glorious specimen of carnivore snack, smirking faintly at Reyna's retort. "You're not using the right hair products, sweety. Brush from the bottom up and you won't get those nasty tangles."

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *It should be weird. Being fed, listening to feminine advice. Though his focus IS on the meat. Meeeeeeeeat...*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Bottom up? Huh?" She comes out of the bathroom, hair at least tolerable, if not perfect. Her comb looks about like it's got it's own mane of hair, as much as it stuck in the bristles.

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn winces at the sight, and focuses instead on the less painful vision of Josh tearing through the layers. Delicate with not a single need to be so, she unwraps the last of it and mostly just tries to keep her fingers intact. "If you start at the ends of your hair and brush it by a few inches at a time, gradually working your way up until you can get it all, it works. Very well. I know - my mom didn't let me cut my hair for a -long- time."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She frowns a little bit and moves to take a seat. "That sounds like it takes a while."

Ashlyn Reale: "Better than ripping out all your hair," she rather agrees, placid.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He licks his lips, as the sandwich vanishes down his greedy gullet.* It takes hours for me to get my hair right in the morning, *he adds with an arched eyebrow.*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Baah. Hair grows back." She grins a little bit and goes to get something out of the bags for herself.

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn seems to have brought with her several items - only a few sides, mostly things she suspected a wolfish type to enjoy. Sorry, all you Boca fans. There is in there an order of fries, and of cheese sticks for the hell of it. "All that gel? I'm not surprised."

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He grunts slightly, and he seems quite done with the sandwich.* I'm gonna have to work out after this is all over.

Ashlyn Reale: "Oh, please. When's the last time you had anything to eat? You're... well, your metabolism ought to be through the roof, considering." Another thing is pulled from the bag - she offers the chicken sandwich to Reyna, and hauls out the still-hot breakfast thing after all. Eggs, bacon, ham, you know the shtick.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Mmmm...chicken sandwich. She takes it happily and sits down on her spot on the bed, unwrapping and digging in.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He tries to look down.* Reyna brought me food. When was that?

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "That would have been...ummm." The other night? "Two nights ago, I think."

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: Oh, in that case, gimme another one, *he says, looking up.*

Ashlyn Reale: "Belated breakfast?" she offers, unwrapping. Obviously she'd expected him to eat more, as there are still about half a dozen things to be had in the mondo-huge bad-for-you bag.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She eats quietly, reaching up to run a hand through that naughty, misbehaving hair.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: Just one more, *he says with a nod.* And then I really have to work out. I've been HERE for the past couple days. Not much movement. Little muscle strain, but that's it.

Ashlyn Reale: No, she cannot help a smirk at that. "I'm sure you'll be fine. It'll do more damage to you for not eating enough, than eating too much."

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He pauses.* I mean no offense when I say this, but... I NEVER expected to, you know, be hearing that from a model. *He clears his throat, again, and looks away.* It's stress relief for the rest of the month.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Sounds like a plan, hon." She crumples up the wrapper and tosses it into the nearyby garbage can. "You want I should undo the restraints now?"

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He pauses, and nods.* Yeah. Might be good. *He pauses.* I have an extra shirt and pants in the closet. Or did I forget 'em again?

Ashlyn Reale: "Sure." A little more soft spoken. It would have been cool or evasive with anybody else - but Reyna's here, and Josh can get scary. No tempting his temper. "Just don't go around calling me a damned little boy, and I'm peachy keen with this."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: For just a moment, she considers the possibility of telling him that he's gotta wear a blanket out of the hotel, a little grin coming to her face. It's only for a moment, though. "No, they're there."

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: You don't look like a boy, why would I? *he says with a wrinkle of his nose. And he looks back to Reyna.* I'm gonna shower. I'll shave when I get home. And get dressed. *He shrugs.* Thanks.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods to him with a little smile. "Of course, hon. Any time." She reaches up for the tape. "Brace yourself..."

Ashlyn Reale: "You wouldn't be the first." He's not the only one wrinkling up his nose. She scoots aside on the bed, giving him plenty of room to stumble along to the shower when he will.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He nods, and grits teeth. Quite calmly, really, considering.*

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Int + Empathy + WP: 6,5,2,10,4,2,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The tape is peeled back, as carefully as she can until she gets to the last layer, and then she pulls. Band-Aid theory...do it quick, over and done with. She then moves around to the other side, to get that binding.

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn closes her eyes, and sighs out a long, slow breath. The sound, the feeling is one of infectious calm. It's superficial, but it might (she hopes) help.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He growls at that, a shudder of his frame, at every movement. He can't help but look angry at it. It hurts.*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A little wince at the growl...no way around it, though. She unwraps the other length of tape, and then the sudden pull.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *His throat tightens, and his eyes narrow at that. A slight curl of his lip, but the calm mood seems to be helping.*

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn flinches with the yank of tape, sympathetic. One slim hand sets down onto Josh's chest in a feeble attempt to calm or restrain him from a kneejerk reaction.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *He grunts, and stretches. A crack of muscles that is audible, with a slight twist.* Hrrrh...

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She rubs his arm a little bit. "Sorry...you okay?"

Ashlyn Reale: "Everybody okay..?" she murmurs, hand drawing away from Josh.

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: *And with that, he gets up, to head for the bathroom.*

Joshua Coil [some seedy motel]: Fine, *he grunts, before closing the door behind him.*

Ashlyn Reale: There's no power in her sight this time, and the artifical calm is fast fading. "That went well."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Coulda been worse." She flops down onto the bed with a sigh.

Ashlyn Reale: "You did good, kid." She grins briefly, and stands again to offer Reyna the still-warm bag of food. "Want me to run back home and get things set up for you?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Get things set up?" She looks at Ashlyn, not sure what she means by that.

Ashlyn Reale: "Get things cleaned up again, make the rooms decent. I have nothing better to do but this and wonder what the people in the Sept need now."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ahh." She nods a little bit. "Yeah, if you want. I'll get this place cleaned up. One more night, but if I get to it now, there'll be a lot less to get to tomorrow."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She slides off the bed, moving to pick up the pieces of tape and drop them into the trash. There's a little smile playing over her lips as she starts to clean up a bit...one she doesn't even seem conscious of. Not that she is ever necessarily conscious of her perma-grins, though this one's a bit different, somehow.

Ashlyn Reale: "Assuming he doesn't break down the door." She smirks a little, speaking softly enough that he won't hear it over the shower. It's only half serious really, as if every time he's out of the room, she can almost forget about the boiling Rage just beneath his surface at any given point in time. She quiets, looking to Reyna's smile curiously.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Well, yeah, that'll pretty well fuck the deposit." She chuckles a little bit.

Ashlyn Reale: Her head tilts, and she smiles somewhat cautiously. "Sure you're alright?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Yeah, I'm fine." She looks at Ashlyn, smiling warmly. "Why?"

Ashlyn Reale: "No reason." Her smile warms by degrees, melting up. The food is left aside for Josh to eventually break down and eat. "I say we run off before he gets ideas about these two breathtakingly gorgeous women in his room," she kids.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She snickers a little at that. "Sounds like a plan. Too bad I don't have my camera with me...a few hidden snapshots once he steps out of the bathroom would be good for years of blackmail." A wink.

Ashlyn Reale: "Or fashion a lovely suicide," she teases with a fashionable pose. Self-mockery? Never!

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She laughs at that. "Or, that, too." She smirks a little bit, picking up the duster and pulling it on. She pulls out Harry and checks him...all good. He's slipped back into the duster, and she looks up. "Shall we?"

Ashlyn Reale: She bobs a nod and straightens her shirt, fussing over nonexistant lint. "Let's." A glance up again, one back toward the bathroom, and she starts off for the seedy hotel room's door.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She moves along behind Ashlyn, slipping out behind and shutting the door.