A hotel room. Allison Black's hotel room, to be exact. Warm glow of tasteful lighting. Crisp paint and while the furnishing might be a little old they remain stylish and indicative of status. The curtains are open and the window looks down onto the downtown street: it is a wash of colour, the hard lines of the buildings drawn out by the pure wintry darkness. The coolness that seeps through the window is pleasant against the backdrop of the room's central heating.
Two Kindred had gathered to plot and plan in this cosy scene.
Whisper Allison Black Rantifusa @Bobcat