....Hm.

[criedmyselfdry.livejournal.com]

LB mentioned something about the Nexus having strange rooms. Ever curious, Jamila decided that she'd like to see this for herself. And so the African beauty went out to do a little exploring.

She'd eventually have to, anyway. One can only doze off in the lobby so many times... It'd be best to find a room to stay in. Upon exploring the 15th floor, Jamila comes across a room that seems particularly inviting. Plush chairs, and a wonderful scent of flowers is wafting into the hall from the open door. Her particularly sensitive and highly refined sense of smell picked this up immediately.

And so she enters. Curiosity might have killed the cat, but apparently it only undresses wolves. Suddenly the room is feeling a bit more drafty than before, as Jamila is now wearing nothing but a blue pair of panties.

"....Hm."

-Is her only reaction to this. Nudity doesn't seem to bother the woman very much, though she does raise an arm to cover her chest. Guess LB knew what she was talking about after all...

((Door's still open. Looks like someone has just found the Naked Room again. Remember, it's a room that dissolves your outermost layer of clothing. You can leave the room at anytime, but when you enter it again, the next layer of clothing dissolves.))

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[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

[Well, you only need one hand to hold up a book, even if it's not actually covering your eyes at the moment. She shakes Jamila's hand automatically.] Yes, that's me. Um.

[Don't stare don't stare don't stare]

[She looks--er--directs her attention to the doorframe near Meryl.] There's a, um, library upstairs, and I just remembered that I forgot something and I'll be back.. when should I be back?

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

What-NO!

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L-Listen, no, it's not like that!

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Look, our clothes just disappeared, alright? Is there anything else in here to wear?

[criedmyselfdry.livejournal.com]

[Looking from Emma to Meryl, she clears her throat.]

Perhaps I should leave? I could search for clothing elsewhere.

[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

[She is concentrating fiercely on the words in front of her. So fiercely she can't see anything else. Nope.] How should I know? I didn't bring anything. Check the drawers. Or, if you move, I could get you sheets..? So you wouldn't have to go outside naked. Again.

[Not that it seems you would mind it too much.]

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

Ah, yeah, maybe that'd be best. Sorry.

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... Right...

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It's all we've got. Sorry. And, ah... Thanks for your help.

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[criedmyselfdry.livejournal.com]

It is not a problem.

[Jamila pulls on her fatigues and accepts the sheets] I'll have to return these later.

[Giving a nod, Jamila throws the sheet over her shoulders and leaves the two women to their awkward silence.]

[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

[AND WHAT AN AWKWARD SILENCE IT IS

Emma sits crosslegged, back on the bed now that it is bereft of sheets. She waves goodbye to Jamila] Whenever.

_{Are you sure I didn't So they weren't lying when they said the rooms were dangerous.}

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

....... Yeah. They weren't.

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.... Sorry about that.

[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

[Emma gives up trying to pretend to read. She puts the book down next to her, but doesn't turn, still talking to the wall, so she's missing the distress face.]

At least there were clothes here. Though there should probably be more. There has to be somewhere to pick up the common stuff. Probably places for less common stuff, maybe a laptop. But first, clothes. And more sheets. [A deprecating grin.] Tonight promises to be comfortable.

I SAW THAT LAST THING :O

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'll go look for a supply closet tomorrow. I need to find a new box, too, at any rate.

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... You take the bed. I'll stay on the floor.

Not that much bigger and smaller ones are better for sneaking and shut up :[

:NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT:

[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

I can help. Can't find [Hal] anything if I just stay here.

[She finally looks at Meryl] You don't have to do that! I mean, the bed isn't that small. I can share.

_{yes they aaaare they're barely an A, okay, and they were /right in my face/ I couldn't help but compare}

Ohohohoho~~

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

Alright... But remember to be careful going into any rooms, got it? If you value your modesty, anyway.

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... Fine. But if you snore, I'm kicking you off.

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But they're cute, too, and I mean they're probably just as soft and squi-WHY ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THIS

[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no kidding.

[Ouch. That was a promising grin. Maybe they should have kept looking for another room. It's just sleeping, though. If she wanted me gone I gave her a chance to throw me out. Not my fault.

Emma stretches out on her side with her back to Meryl, as if this will give them any more privacy. She remembers her glasses and carefully takes them off and folds them, slipping them under the bed for safekeeping.] I don't snore. [I do squirm a lot. But you didn't say anything about that.]

_{I don't know, I could have sworn I censored that thought.}

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah. Night.

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[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

Mmhmm.
[Emma doesn't have half the trust issues, and she's slept in a lot more uncomfortable places. This place has the fun benefit of not hearing the ocean while she's trying to fall asleep, so she's out almost immediately. And does that very annoying thing that people who are used to sleeping alone don't have to worry about: she sprawls. Poor Meryl.]

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

Hmph-!?

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