Terri's mad dash. (--TERRI'S ROUTE--)

Terri didn't stop running until she was sure that Marigold wouldn't be able to follow. It wasn't like her fellow cosplayer even knew that she had been in the room-- or at least Terri was pretty sure that she didn't. But she didn't want to take any chances. The further away she got from Marigold's hotel room, the greater chance there was of her getting away with her little act of trespassing.

Terri wasn't too happy about her outfit, but it wasn't as if she had had a choice. At least they were a good fit for running. Really, her special Tracer panties weren't so much smaller than some of the pairs of running short that she wore to track meets. She just hoped that no-one unsavory got too long a look at her ass, or, even worse, got some photos. Although after what she had tried to pull in Marigold's hotel room, she probably deserved that and a whole lot worse by this point.

Terri was both a sprinter and a long distance runner, which meant that she didn't run out of breath for a good long while, even though she had really pushed herself to get away from the hotel room as fast as she possibly could. There hadn't been much order involved in the route that she had taken from the room.

Now, then, Terri realized that she didn't exactly know where she was. She was a newbie to the BB Brigade; she had never stayed in this hotel before, or even any hotel like it. As far as she could tell, she was still in the wing of the hotel with all the rooms, but that was about all she could tell. It was a start, at least. Definitely better than ending up in a big crowd of people in only her knickers. That would've been like a middle school nightmare!

Catching her breath, Terri took her time as she walked down the hallway, wondering who or what might be found in this foreign hotel.