>> "Sorry," he said with considerable aplomb for a blundering idiot
>> with a jacket wrapped around his head. "Forgot you were staying
>> here. Never knew, actually. A thousand apologies. Please don't
>> hit."
>
>Corwin's got the Hutchins' Stylin' goin' on. I have the image of a much younger Corwin blundering into a Valkyrie changing/locker room now. Might explain why, in his sleep deprived state, he knew to add the "Please don't hit" part. :)
Might have something to do with the fact that I did something similar when I was about eight at one of my brother or sister's swim meets while hunting a restroom. I find it faintly amusing that the only thing I could parse out of the moment at the time was to pay far more attention to the doors I was opening in the future.
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Chad Collier--and no, my sister wasn't in there...sick bastards... :)
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