Deep within the city of Antares in plain sight yet cleverly placed so most won't look twice is a door labeled 47. The number holds no meaning aside from a way to identify it. Two lamps rest on each side of the black wooden door glowing an odd green color. The door is always locked and the owner is rarely seen using the main door. It seems there might be some form of a hidden entrance.
Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 10:32 pm
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There came a rustling noise with in the empty place followed by the sound of a door somewhere opening then closing gently. The clack of dress shoes came next as they moved from one area to another. Then came a rustling noise as the individual removed his clothing and switched it off for another. The sound of dress shoes were replaced with the soft pats of boots open the hard floor and the stride seemed to shorten as well. A young silver-haired boy entered the main area of the house as he buttoned up his coat. Nao was now "Yorick".
Yorick was a rather average looking kid despite the silver hair and all. He opened a drawer of a nearby desk and dropped the business card he got from Tory inside. Then he picked up a pair of hairdressing shears then slipped it in his pocket along with a bit of money. He was now ready to go wander around outside. With that, he turned to the exit and left but not through the main door of course.
(Exits)
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"Once you lose all sense of self, what are you but an empty shell wishing for a purpose."
Inventory: - Many small knives of all shapes and sizes hidden cleverly throughout his clothes. - A fine leather journal - A fine silver pen with a changeable ink cartridge - A pair of silver hand-crafted hairdressing scissors - Some money (around $30)
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 2:42 pm
"Yorick" ╔══════════════╗☯╔══════════════╗
Yorick lead Katrina up to the front door. He looked around a bit before reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out his house key and unlocking it. "Well, come on in," he said with a smile as he held the door open for her. He didn't want to linger in the doorway too long since there was always the risk of one of his, Anguis's, clients to show up and he didn't want to be seen like this. He waited for Katrina to walk inside before hastily closing the door behind her and turning the lock for good measure. He hoped he didn't give off too bad of a vibe by locking the door after she came in. "Now you know where I live. It's not very big but it's enough for me," he stated, "I locked the door so no one can walk in on what we're saying. I'm not expecting anyone but I can never be sure," he said explaining himself. Then he went ahead and pulled off his coat and put it on a hook before taking a seat on the sofa in the living area. He looked at her expectantly seeing if she would also take a seat on one of the other chairs.
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"Once you lose all sense of self, what are you but an empty shell wishing for a purpose."
Inventory: - Many small knives of all shapes and sizes hidden cleverly throughout his clothes. - A fine leather journal - A fine silver pen with a changeable ink cartridge - A pair of silver hand-crafted hairdressing scissors - Some money (around $30)
