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 Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 12:52 pm
*After a while, Nana had gone back to the tower, picked up a glass of water in the cafeteria, then headed back to her room. Now she was reading one of the two books on her night stand. After finishing one, she'd turn to the other*
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 6:21 pm
::Tyrsais walked slowly from his lair to the rooftop of the building he had claimed he would now write the description of his lair in his journal so that he could have a record of it for the future::
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 8:22 pm
*Nana sets down the book she had been reading, she had finally finished it. She'd keep both books around for a while yet, in case she needed to refresh her memory. Taking a deep breath, Nana notices that she's still alone but that was alright. If Mastema was busy, then he was busy. The citadel did take alot of effort to run, and he would be there all the time*
>_>
<_<
Well... I guess now is a good a time as any.
*Nana slides out of bed, taking her glass with her after placing the book on her night stand. Finally her headache had lifted, a small bit of comfort. She was also mostly healed now, it would take at least another day before she'd be fully up to par again. With Mastema busy, Nana would take the oppurtunity to finally catch up in her journal. She felt it neglected of late. A quick stop to the bathroom to re-fill her glass with water, and Nana was gone from the room, back to her old quarters*
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 8:36 pm
*Nana would soon find her way back to her old room, after a short walk. The towels on level 80 were surprisingly silent. They had to be plotting something with the other linens. The door to Nana's room creeps open, and she makes her way inside. The luggage was still where she had left it. The clothes still in the dresser, and the console as always stuck in its place. It was strange but Nana's thoughts turned to the piano in her new room. It had been some time since Mastema had played it last, and she missed hearing him play. Perhaps she'd see if he was up for it later on. With that thought passed, Nana sits down at the small computer table and console, turns it on, then starts her new log*
--_--
Now.... where to begin? Oh yes...
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 10:30 pm
*A few distractions later, Nana finishes up her re-cap of the previous month and this one so far. She was hungry again, so she decides to go get something to eat. Powering down her monitor, then leaving the room, and heading for the elevator. Glass in hand, and waiting for the doors to open to level 67*
--__--
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:02 pm
*After the elevator doors had opened, Nana set forth into the cafeteria. She'd dropped off her glass, then found something to eat. Currently she was in the middle of her meal, which was a salmon steaket in egg sauce, with brocolli and baby carrots on the side, with a light sprinkling of Almonds in the sauce, and cheese on the carrots and brocolli. A half filled glass of milk sits on the table too*
^^
Mmmmm~!
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:28 pm
*Finishing off her meal, Nana clears her plates and puts them away, then heads back to the elevator. After a 3 minute ride up to level 98, Nana walks to the next floor and enters her room again; it was still quite empty*
--.--
I wonder what he's doing. It must be important, I'll leave him be.
--_o
Well then, I best take care of this rip.
o__o
Zio?
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:31 pm
Zio: *the familiar screen pops up* Good evening lady Nana. How may I assist you?
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:34 pm
^^
Zio, could you please teleport some white thread, and a needle to me?
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:37 pm
Zio: Certainly. *The requested thread appears on a table by Nana, within her view* Action complete.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:41 pm
^_^
Thank you Zio.
*Nana moves to pick up both items from the table*
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:44 pm
Zio: You are welcome, Lady Nana. *the screen fades*
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 12:07 am
*Of course, one cannot grasp and sew such a thing where it is. Nana disrobes to her night clothes then sits on the edge of the bed. Turning the robes to the neck, Nana finds the rip, and spies it warrily*
e__e
Hmm... What could I have ripped this on? Angelic garb is not to easily torn.
*Nana proceeds to thread the needle and thread; hums while doing so.*
--_--
Hmm hmm hmm~
Hmm hmm hmm hmm~
*A normal needle wouldn't be able to pass throught the angelic cloth either, so something needed to be done before it would work. Nana knows what to do however, and charges the small piece of steel with her own angelic energy. The needle begins to glow lightly, as does the thread. Now Nana could go to work, fixing up the neck of her robes*
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 4:32 pm
*It had been quite some time since Nana had finished fixing her robes. After she was done with that task, Nana headed down to level 90, to have her clothes washed of all the dirt that had appered there suddenly; the results of her outting a few days before. Mastema still hadn't returned and it was finally quiet. What Nana needed now was at least some noise, but not the sounds of fighting. Perhaps the library would have some music selections filed away. It had been several hours, but Nana hadn't found anything she liked yet*
--_--;
Hmm... Zio, could I see the next music list please?
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 4:55 pm
Zio: Certainly. *The small screen in front of Nana skips over to a list of available music pieces. The selection was quite large, since Zio did have access to other systems for such things*
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