ooc: well, this could be the last post, unless you would like to reply once more?
The Marino girl nodded as he answered her. She would leave Vitalia tied in the back of the Hotel, then, for the night. After all, she needed to make another trip out to Halifax to get her things. Maybe in the morning. ”Thank you, Silvano.” She dipped her head to her high-ranked cousin. Hearing that he would not be hard to find was a nice thought – if she ever needed him. Plus, his family lived in the hotel. She might have to visit them soon. ”Have a nice night.” Then she turned away from him and steered Vitalia around back.
She wasn’t sure if she heard her cousin’s horse gallop away or not because she focused more of her attention on what post she was going to tie her horse up at. There were a few poles in the yard, and Rio picked the strongest-looking one. She bounded Vitalia’s rein tightly to it, but gave her enough slack where she would be able to dip her head and eat some grass. She found an old bucket in the yard, and filled it with water from a watering can, probably mainly used for watering flowers. Oh, well. Once she had the horse set up for the night, she petted her lightly on the nose. ”Goodnight, sweet one.” Then she turned and circled around the building, heading inside the building from the front door.
Once inside, Rio made her way up towards the third floor, hoping to find an empty room somewhere. She struggled on the stairs a bit, not being used to their skinny steps. She stumbled a few times, but made her way up the two floors. Once there, she tried each door – probably bothering a few tenants while trying their doorknobs – and finally she found one that wasn’t occupied. The west wing, room four. She opened the door, slamming it behind her, and flopped on the bed. She would have a long day waiting for her tomorrow, but that was tomorrow. She was sleeping tonight.