"We can but hope," Tadashi agreed, holding the door for her. "Either way, I brought painkillers."
The building in question is an old hotel, less grand now than it was when it was built. Fortunately, whoever had decorated the place originally had either been a precognitive or just had a thing for the 'weathered' look, the frosted glass and the driftwood accents. A closer look would reveal some of the cracks in the wood, showing rough walls beneath, and the dust in edges of the window frames, but wear and tear was easily disguised by the flickering light of dozens of electric candles.
The SciCops had called ahead, so the orange-skinned alien with the insectoid eyes at the front desk was more than happy to show them to the room where the murder had taken place. Like the main entry, the halls and elevator are also lit by electric candles for ambience (and to hide wear and tear). The room itself, when they arrive, is much more clearly lit. Its window looks out over the street from the third floor, and the room contains a double bed, a desk and chair, and a holoscreen. The attached bathroom is currently without towels or tiny bottles of toiletries, since no one is scheduled to reserve this room, but they have replaced the door to the sonic shower since it was broken during the murder.
Tadashi glances back over his shoulder as the alien from the front desk leaves, closing the door behind him.
"Did you get the feeling that he just wanted to get us out of the lobby?" he asked, wrinkling his nose. "I think he's worried we're going to scare off potential customers."
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The building in question is an old hotel, less grand now than it was when it was built. Fortunately, whoever had decorated the place originally had either been a precognitive or just had a thing for the 'weathered' look, the frosted glass and the driftwood accents. A closer look would reveal some of the cracks in the wood, showing rough walls beneath, and the dust in edges of the window frames, but wear and tear was easily disguised by the flickering light of dozens of electric candles.
The SciCops had called ahead, so the orange-skinned alien with the insectoid eyes at the front desk was more than happy to show them to the room where the murder had taken place. Like the main entry, the halls and elevator are also lit by electric candles for ambience (and to hide wear and tear). The room itself, when they arrive, is much more clearly lit. Its window looks out over the street from the third floor, and the room contains a double bed, a desk and chair, and a holoscreen. The attached bathroom is currently without towels or tiny bottles of toiletries, since no one is scheduled to reserve this room, but they have replaced the door to the sonic shower since it was broken during the murder.
Tadashi glances back over his shoulder as the alien from the front desk leaves, closing the door behind him.
"Did you get the feeling that he just wanted to get us out of the lobby?" he asked, wrinkling his nose. "I think he's worried we're going to scare off potential customers."