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Xenia’s pleased as she looks around the hotel room. Apparently whoever brought her to this place had also given her a room. She had found the key to it earlier in her pockets along with her cigars. She supposes that she should feel gratitude to the unknown person but why? She did not ask for any of this as nice as it is.
Thankfully as she looks around and explores she doesn’t find a list of morals posted anywhere. She’s had quite enough of being lectured about morals today. She strips off her clothes and pads nude to the bathroom wondering briefly why the people insist on lecturing her. She knows morals, on both sides. After all she was a pilot fighting for the side of good and right in Mother Russia’s air force before Alec convinced her to join Janus. They all failed to see that just because she doesn’t agree with them, does not mean that she doesn’t know what they are. Same with limits, she knows what they are but that does not mean she sees the value in them. After all, isn’t the purpose of life to see how far a person can go before crashing and burning?
She pushes those thoughts aside as she steps into the bathroom. Her brow arches when she notices that a bath has already been drawn and there’s a robe hanging from a hook on the wall across from the tub. She glances around before stepping into the water and groaning. As she sits down, lays back and rests her head on the back she chuckles. Now this is pleasure and no doubt that somebody in that strange place would try arguing about it.
Thankfully as she looks around and explores she doesn’t find a list of morals posted anywhere. She’s had quite enough of being lectured about morals today. She strips off her clothes and pads nude to the bathroom wondering briefly why the people insist on lecturing her. She knows morals, on both sides. After all she was a pilot fighting for the side of good and right in Mother Russia’s air force before Alec convinced her to join Janus. They all failed to see that just because she doesn’t agree with them, does not mean that she doesn’t know what they are. Same with limits, she knows what they are but that does not mean she sees the value in them. After all, isn’t the purpose of life to see how far a person can go before crashing and burning?
She pushes those thoughts aside as she steps into the bathroom. Her brow arches when she notices that a bath has already been drawn and there’s a robe hanging from a hook on the wall across from the tub. She glances around before stepping into the water and groaning. As she sits down, lays back and rests her head on the back she chuckles. Now this is pleasure and no doubt that somebody in that strange place would try arguing about it.
