Violett nodded, lifting her suitcade as far as she could... about to her knees... and slowly wobbling off towards her room.

"I... I'm probably gonna fall unconscious after this.... I... I j-just know it... D-damn yyou, Black T-turtle!"

Kari picked up another suitcase.

"Which room are we moving these to again?" she asked.

((EEP! Sorry, Kari! Little login glitch...Was supposed to be posting as Katrina. ))

OOC: Where did you come from?

"That disembodied voice is right." said Kari. "Where did you come from?"

She hauled the suitcases into the lobby.

Kat rushed over to help Violett with the massive suitcase, gabbing one end of the luggage in both hands, in order to help even the load a little bit.

Turning her head to Kari, she replied “Room 417”, and then turned back as she continued on with Violett towards their new room.

((There we go, all better...))

OOC: <_>

Kari nodded her head.

"Okay... but I thought that Violett was going to share a room with one of us."

"Oh god." she whispered as she looked up the stairs. "Here comes the hard part."

Violett nodded, setting her suitcase on the first stair. "We... we'll make it. Really. ....But I'd love an elevator..."

With a soft sigh, she turned to her friends. "Do either of you have a room on a lower floor we could all share?"

"Well, there's my room..." Kari said. "It's right on this floor..."

Dropping her suitcase, Violett ran to Kari, hugging her tight.

"You're a lifesaver, Miss Kari!"

Violett ran over to Kari, leaving Kat to struggle with one end of the extremely overweight suitcase. With a grunt she dropped it on the ground as gently as she could, panting heavily from the exertion. “Ughn! Well…*pant*…um, I…*pant*…I guess that’s settled, then…*pant*…”

Kari smiled.

"Heh, no problem, Violett." She said, petting the girl on the head.

"I should go up and get the suitcase I already took up there."

Violett nodded, smiling softly.

"You're very Nice, Miss Kari... And so are you, Miss Kat.... OH my god, I dropped Miss Katrina's suitcase!"

Quickly, she rushed back over to Kat's side. "I'm so sorry!"

“That’s alright, Violett.,” Kat replied, the frail young woman still panting from lifting the heavy suitcase, which seemed to weigh more than all three girls put together, “You...*pant*…were just *caught up…*pant*…in the moment…*pant*…And you don’t have to call me ‘Miss Kat’.”

Katrina took a few deep breaths, and eventually she stopped panting and managed to regain what composure she still had. “Well…um…we should probably get those suitcases upstairs…I…uh…I think there’s an elevator around here somewhere…”

"Wait... now I'm confused." said Kari. "Where are we putting the bomb shelte- I mean luggage?"

"Oh, don't be silly, Kari," Violett giggled. "It's bulletproof, but I don't think it could stop a bomb. I think Kat means bringing in the rest of it, but I'm not.... Wait, she hasn't seen the rest of it. Um, Kat... Kari's room is on this floor, and I think that''s the best one for us to use. Is that okay?"