Downtime

[Erremnart]

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Virginia was dressed in her home clothes - black pants and a red t-shirt and was drying her wet hair in a towel when she heard a knock on the door. She quickly put the white towel back on the rack, checked herself in the mirror on her way to the door, hastily combed her long blonde hair with her fingers and opened the door slightly.

She smirked slightly at Morreti in the doorway, "Hey, don't forget to leave your shoes outside and come in.", she opened the door fully and waited for him to enter before closing it behind him again.

The apartment itself was a slight mess - boxes with other things from Roanoke were placed all over the floor - mostly china, linens, models, and odds and ends from her captain's quarters on Roanoke. Also wafting through the suite was the pungent and aggressive smell of nail polish remover in addition to the usual vanilla scent from her cigarettes and perfume.

Virginia's eyes flicked to the bottle of alcohol Morreti held in his hand and asked with a questioning expression, "What's to be celebrated or washed down?".

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