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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 5:50 pm

Emo-The-Pirate and Aponi De'Lioncourt's Life

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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 10:34 pm

| I N T R O D U C T I O N |
Find Your Way

Just above the first story and behind an ill deorate door lives Aponi-- or Ni-Chan, as his family has come to call him. Since childhood he's lived with his adoptive Mother here, and is a vision in dark pinks and black. Here resides this feminine boy, all done up in lace and fishnet behind an ill decorated door on the second floor.

| o1. DT's Post |
| o2. Introduction- Find Your Way |
| o3. Content- What Lies Beneath |
| o4. Profile- Behind The Painted Mask |
| o5. Relations- Family, Friends, Etc. |

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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 10:41 pm

| C O N T E N T |
What Lies beneath

Visitor: Black
Journal : Hot Pink
Roleplay: Slate Gray

Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 10:43 pm

| P R O F I L E |
Behind The Painted Mask

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Personal Attributes

Name|| Aponi De Lioncourt
Meaning|| Native American- Butterfly
Sobriquettes|| Siren, Ni-Chan, Annie-Chan
Birthday & Age|| August 12th- 16 Years Old
Short Biography|| Comming Soon
Personality|| Comming Soon

Physical Attributes

Eyes|| Forest Green
Hair|| Albino White
Skin|| Very Fair
Height|| 5'5"
Weight|| 120lbs
Tattoos|| None
Piercings|| None
Attire|| Currently-- Panda Hat, Leather Collar with Charms,White Victorian Shirt, Black and Pink Cincher, Pink Plaid Mini Skirt with Bondage Straps, Black Fishnets, Pink Latex Boots.
Recent Attire|| Recently, Aponi has Purchased-- Black Bloomers that stop mid-calves like capris and are sinched at the sides with black ribbon, Mini skirt with blak and limegreen alternating horizontal stripes, Hot Pink fishnet shirt with long sleeves and thumb and finger holes.

Favorites

Colors|| Hot Pink, Grey
Foods|| Unagii Roll, Spinach
Drinks|| V8 Splash, Smirnoff Twisted
Candys|| Gummy Choco- Strawberry

Band|| The Cure
Song|| Tsumi to Batsu/Mitsu to Tsuba- Dir En Grey
Book|| The Dream DIctionary: A Guide to Interpretting Dreams
Movie|| A Tale of Two Sisters
Show|| Haibane Renmei

Items

Sheepy|| Although worn, a bit dirty, and much more squishy than it once was, Sheepy is still Aponi's beloved little sleepy time toy. He keeps it under his bed,
like many teens do with their fading remnants of babyhood.

Malachite Butterfly|| A green stone carved into the shape of a butterfly, a nice
little girft from Malachite. Aponi charishes the petite butterfly made from lime
colored stone, and has fastened it to his collar.

Skull Collar|| A present from Tsin, a black collar with a metal skull on it's front
where a dogtag might've been. He has since fastened Malachite's butterfly charm
alongside the skull, and never removed the damn thing.

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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 10:44 pm

| R E L A T I O N S |
Family, Friends, Etc.

Emo De Lioncourt- The disfunctional, half-lycan half-vampire Mother. Affectionatly referred to as Mum, she cleans, cooks, and cares for Aponi-- though, with him being sixteen now, she's not so much a star character in Aponi's book anymore.

Erinyes De Lionourt- Emo's brother, they were both turned at about the same time, so he too is stuck at twenty-five physically. He's much more of an artisan, very pompous yet easily befriended, he still adores the Victorian style and is full vampire, unlike his half-breed sister.

Lain De Lionourt- Erinyes' adopted daughter, a girl who, sadly, is quite insane. She spends her days in the closet of her boarding shool dormitory with a key and a patchwork cat, going on make-believe adventures in a world beyond a small cupboard door.

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Malachite- They've been close knit since childhood, Aponi met Malachite while the poor lad was distressed and lent him Sheepy for the day. Since then, he seems to be Aponi's closest friend.

Makenna- They spoke for a half hour or so at the park one day- Aponi considers him on friendly terms with the belly dancing preteen.

Tristin- They spoke once or twice as children, though he still doesn't know the blue-haired boy's name, he knows that he was once Mal's boyfriend and is a very interesting kid.

Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 11:04 pm

8.12.05- Happy Birthday.
Posted By Emo as a Roleplay.

"Happy birthday, Aponi."

The child looked at me like I was insane for parading him about in my arms, eyes so full of pride I thought they would burst into rivers of tears. Thankfully that didn't happen, he was confused enough as it was, the last thing he needed to see was me bawling and stuttering, 'My beautiful little boy, I'm so proud.' Those dark green eyes watched me, eyesbrows narrowed in interest, before his mouth crept into a little smile. Then, he chuckled, and that chuckle became a full on giggle. Of course, I laughed with him, what else can you do when your 'child' is happily grinning in your arms on his official day of birth?

After a few more moments of spinning and tossing, I caught the little pale child in my arms and brought him down the the cold wooden floor, were he stumbled a bit out of dizzyness before flashing me a large grin, allowing his body time to settle before tottering to the couch to sit and prepare for his promised present. He sat, rather loud, emitting a 'thump' sound form the couch, he looked compeltely calm, although his large smile said otherwise. After leaving the room for a moment, I returned with his long awaited present, laying the gift box onto his lap and sititng on my knees to watch him. Aponi simply stared a little longer, I reassured him with a smile, and he began tearing at the bright pink wrapping paper, tossing the white bow to the floor along with the crumpled casing of the box.

"What's this?"
"A wish doll."

The child turned his present over in his hands, the soft cloth on the delicate, ghost-shaped doll tickling his fingers as if it were woven with feathers. His fingers twitched, obviously sensation had struck the little tools.

"What's it for?"

"Granting wishes, of course."

He held up the doll, it was dusted a very light pink across it's face, the same pink adorned it's bottom half, which resembled a dress. He stared hard at the little heart marks on it's face, and a smile crept across his lips when he saw two pink circles around what were supposed to be eyes.

"What's this pattern?"

"Well, he's a panda. Panda's have neat circle patterns around there eyes."

"...I like it, Mama."

I simply smiled as he placed the doll neatly back into the box and leaned foreward, capturing me for a hug within his child-sized arms. He hugged as tight as he could, and I gladly encircled my arms over him small body to embrace him back. He nuzzled into my neck childishly before sighing and letting go, looking lovingly at his doll.

"Happy Birthday, Aponi."

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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 1:22 am

8.13.05- First Meeting.
Posted By Emo as a Roleplay.

Emo sat offscreen, watching as her interesting little boy spoke to another child for the first time. She hadn't expected this meeting to be so terribly short, but she savoured the moment either way.

Aponi: +He then looked at Tristin, he loved that blue hair, so bright. If it had been green he probably would have been playing with it by now. A little nervous, he raises his hand and folds his fingers, twidling them once as if waving+ Hello...

Tristin: *Repeating Aponi's wave, he smiled broadly, shooting a discrete glare at Nothing. He didn't feel like playing. His head was aching...* Heya, buddy. Hmm... What's your name?

Aponi: +He watched Nothing's footsteps as he wandered to the couch, then rest his eyes upon Triston+ Aponi. +He noticed that the blue-haired lad looked a bit annoyed+ Your head must hurt.

Tristin: Ah... That's a nice name. It's interesting. *He shook his head at the hurting statement, his smile widening until it looked almost unnatural* Nah... *he rubbed at the spot he was kicked* Just a bit of a bump. Nothing big. How about you? Are you feeling top shape?

Aponi: +His eyes closed as he nodded+ Emo says it means Butterfly...+He was quiet for a second while the blue-haired boy asked his quesiton and nodded+ Considering I haven't been hurt or anything, yes, I'm feeling fine...Now, what's your name?

Tristin: *Nothing suddenly sat up, looking startled* Oh, frag! *checking the watch on his wrist he frowned sharply. Hopping off the couch, he scooped Tristin up and carried him out of the room, making a chant of 'Latelatelate...'*

Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 9:51 pm

8.13.05- Shopping.
Posted By Emo as a Journal Entry.

I took Aponi shopping today, his first public outing to a secluded little mall about 45 minutes form the house. He didn't enjoy the ride in the car, infact, I think he became a little nausious. He spent most of the ride strapped into his chair, staring out the window, looking positivly green. I kept him occupied with a little music, some old Incubus did the trick. He never did squirm or fuss, not with that music blaring so loudly. He begged me to replay 'Just A Phase' the whole ride.

Now, as for the shopping, he picked out some rather interesting little items. Ofcourse, he rushed straight to Angry, Young, and Poor and Lip Service first off. He sniffed around the british shops with dazzled eyes and not-so-hesitant fingers. Angry, Young, and Poor seemed to be his less favorite. He only managed to find a pair of large, rather girlish converse-like boots. He adores pink, I do think.

He found nothing else of interest there, good thing too, those shoes set me back a good fifty dollars! I was quite happy when he said he wanted nothing more and we went off to the car. But, ofcourse, he was distracted on the way back by a stand loaded with shiny trinkets. Oh, how he loves 'shinies'. And, drawn even closer to the 'shinies', he found a splendid mood ring. I couldn't resist giving him the adorable little ring, besides, only six dollars. Pricey for a ring, but he disregaurded all others for it.

After the ring, he was quite happy, and engulfed me in such a large hug I thought I would trip over him.

"Thank you, Mama, Thank You."

I melted, he has me wrapped around his ring finger. Who knew a child could do this to me? Phew, parenthood is odd.

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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 12:56 pm

8.14.05- Early Morning Present.
Posted By Emo as a Roleplay.

Emo crept very quietly in the early morning of her home, feet still making the wooden floor coo and whine with every signal of pressure. She simply grit her teeth and continued, stepping as lightly as she could towards Aponi's room, wouldn't want him to wake up. That would spoil the surprise!

So, gingerly, she made her way to the toddler's bedside, watching him sleep with one thumb in his mouth and the other arm wrapped around his large, red-plaid blanket. He snored very lightly, his breathing easy, Emo admired her son before leaning foreward to lay a tender kiss upon his forehead and lift up his arm from it's grip on the blanket. Then, in it's place, she laid a very fluffy, very tired looking Sheep.

"Night, 'babe."

Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 9:37 pm

8.16.05- Movies.
Posted By Emo as a Roleplay.

"So, what movie do you want to watch, 'babe?"

Aponi searched through stacks and stacks of thin DVD cases, overlooking many, and plain tossing some aside, much to Emo''s dismay. The pale-haired boy ran his finger over titles and pictures and cases, but still, nothing caught his eyes. He began mumbling with every sylable.

"The Dar-k...Crys...tal. Ed...war-d...Sss...Scissorhands."

He sneared, as if annoyed in my old movie, looking up at me tiredly. He obviously was uninterested in these movies. He stood up form hte pile of cracked, fractured and dissarayed movies. With a single gaze I knew he was unsatisfied, so all I could do was help him pick up the movies and sit him on the couch whilst I found a movie myself. I searched through my personal selection until I found--Ooh, The Labyrinth. He''d quite enjoy this.

"Aponi."

"...Yeah, Mama?"

"We''ll watch this..."

That was my mistake, letting him watch that movie. He's been hummin' and dancing about and jumping around and singing nonesence about goblins and pixies. I think I might have insipred the writer inside of him, he''s been doodling away in my notebook...which he nabbed from me when I tried to read, shouting thinkgs like, ''What's this, what's this?'' In a high fantastical voice much like Jareth's, straight from the movie. What a strange little boy I have.

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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 5:54 pm

8.17.05- Vacant Wallet.
Posted By Emo as a Journal Entry.

The 'babe and I went shopping again today, he's really prying through my wallet, I forgot that he can't wear the same old shirt and pants everyday. He has those plain black shoes and his pink canvas boots, so he's fine in that department. But a growing boy needs a shirt and pants, don't you think?

So, first stop, Lip Service. He strolled through the store with tea cup sized eyes. He was entranced by black and red feather boas, tons and tons of collars and nailpolish, stockings, belted tops, even hair clips. Still, I limited him to one set of pants, one shirt, and one accessory. A mother has to set some limits, doesn't she? Now then, there he was, stalling the shopping as much as possible to stroke the long, lace skirts and tug at the colorful wigs hanging on various stands. After an hour, I grew impatient. Finally, with a firm warning of not getitng anything at all if he wouldn't stop playing around, the lad chose his garments.

For a shirt, he chose a rather splendid little white top, it showed a bit of his tummy and was sleeveless. Had a fine, schoolboy type collar, as well. On the right breast there was a little black skull and crossbones type patch. Simple enough, and only twelve dollars.

He couldn't find any skirts that would fit him and he didn't want pants, which was a damn good thing, because those clothes run up into the hundreds! I must say, it's rather odd he would want a skirt, but at least he's not going to be hard to shop for. He seems to take interest in plaid things as well, so a plaid skirt would be a fine adition to his wardrobe next time around.

The last item he picked out, his accessory, a pair of black suspendors that clip to beltloops, come up over the shoulders, and clip onto the back loops of his pants. He's a bit angry that he doesn't have a fine pair of underclothes to wear them with, I think he doesn't much care for those plain black pants. Oh well, we'll just have to hope we can find a nice little skirt in his size.

Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 2:13 pm

8.19.05- The Cure.
Posted By Emo as a Roleplay.

Aponi sat quietly in a pile of new clothes, some hand-me downs, some newly bought from the day before, some not even his. He picked through various outfits, keeping himself entertained since Emo simply couldn''t stand watching The Labyrinth one more time. So, as the toddler tied shoe strings and leather strips to plaid dresses, stapling and cutting as he went, he created complete messes out of Emo''s clothing inthe name of fashion.

"Aponi...What are you--Oh my Rozz!"

The toddler looked up, spilling glitter and safety pins as he did so, and smiled proudly. He held up the plaid dress, he had cut it at an odd angle, which would surely show your bum if you were to wear it. The short sleves had been cut off and safety pins held fishnet arms to it, which meant she was missing her fishnet shirt now, as well. Glitter and patches adorned the back and front, and shoe strings held leather straps to it''s mid section. Aponi looked absolutely bedazzled.

"You like it, Mama? I made it for you!"

"...Out of my favorite dress, my fishnet shirt and my boots..eh?"

"Maybe. You like clothes, so I thought I'd make some for you."

"That''s nice...Go to your room, dear."

"Okay."

The child dropped the dress, smiling brightly at his mother as he strolled by, pulling his black suspenders as he went. He turned the corner into his room, a dimly painted place. Grey walls, a matress on the floor, but beautiful pink floral curtains in the style of a kimono. He had teapots placed on the floor and various japanese dolls. And, ofcourse, his little walk-in closet with his plain white shirt. He didn''t have many clothes. Only the ones on his body, and that shirt. And, ofcourse, his plaid Pajamas that used to belong to Emo. He sat upon his bed, sitting indian-style, he closed his eyes and waited...for anything, really. He could hear Emo shufflign about in her room, vacuuming even, hanging clothes and tossing things. She must''ve been cleaning. But then, there was silence, the sound of feedback, and...Music. Emo always lstened to music when she was annoyed or upset.

''It was only yesterday,
Waving arms across the street.
Your white face left me blue,
How can I say all the things
I have to say to you.''

Apoi felt himself swaying, that music, that voice. He stood from his bed, all other sounds a mesh of ugly when thrown against that music. He crept to his door, Emo had told him to go to his room, would she be mad if he came out? He didn''t care, he wanted to see what she was listening to. So, he crept form his doorway, closing the door quietly behind him, then made his way down the hallway.

''Oh all the people here
All look the same,
The little time I spend with you,
We drink each other dry.

Mammnnarghaassstmmetc.
Speak my language.''

The child''s eyes only grew wider, his feet scurried, he reached Emo''s door and dropped on all fours. Then, he peeked his head around the corner, eyes surveying his mother''s room. Bed, chair, vacuum, pile of chopped clothing...pillow, where Emo was sitting, and her computer. He stared hard at the screen, his eyes straining to read from where he was.

''It was only yesterday,
My eyes touched yours across the street.
We cut the words
And waved goodbye
And dropped off the edge of the world.

Mammnnarghaassstmmetc.
Speak my language.''

Aponi smiled, crawling foreword, who cares if Emo saw him? He wanted to hear more, he wanted to see who it was. The child crept closer, closer, finally, Emo drifted form the music and heard his footsteps. She grinned.

"I thought I said room, Mr."

"I couldn''t help it, I went to my room, but I heard the music."

"Yeah. It''s nice, isn''t it?"

"Yeah. Who sings it?"

"The Cure."

"...What''s it called?"

"Speak my language."

"Oh...I like it."

Then, the child ran back to his room, closing the door behind him. Although, even from his room, Emo could hear him stomping around, singing various parts of the song that he could remember.

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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 3:08 pm

8.20.05- Fish, Fish, Got Your Wish.
Posted By Emo as a Journal Entry.

Aponi and I had sushi today around noon, and he was absolutely enthralled by the atmosphere. Golden painted walls, a rather large sushi bar, a plasma screen TV blaring colorful images of Asian music videos, and ofcourse--The food. We entered, were greeted by the familiar crew, and seated at the bar where Sam and Yoshi greeted us with smiles. I''ve been having sushi maybe three times a week since they built the restaurant, so I think they know me well enough by now. Aponi sat in his seat, amazed by the katanas on the walls and the ''pretty items'' on shelves, but he quickly hushed when the menu was placed in front of him and he began to look at all of the pictures. He was confused. Raw food?

I took the liberty of ordering for him, he simply drifted off into his own world and began prodding at the tuna displays and stiring the ginger around in it''s container. The waitress arived, bowing lightly, speaking in broken english which I found rather adorable.

"The catipillar, no avacado or Cucumber. Mixed Tempura. And, Unagi Sushi."

"..."

I could tell he had no idea what he was about to eat, and placed a hand on his head, giggling into my other hand. He handed the waitress his menu, as did I, and went back to poking the tuna display in it''s realistic, jelly-like texture. He was silent for a while, I barely noticed, I was having a nice conversation with Sam about his day and what not. Then, he served out food, and I quickly picked up my chopsticks and enjoyed the first piece of my roll. When I felt a small hand tug at my shirt, I looked down to Aponi, and he had a slight blush on his face. He looked both nausious and embarassed.

"What is it, ''babe?"

"I...what is this stuff?"

"It''s unagi. Do you not like it?"

"I didn''t try it."

"Well, come on now, open up and take a bite."

He lifted his chopsticks, fumbling clumbsily iwth his inexperienced hands, gulping the way a child does before forcing a spoonful of peas into his mouth. He poked once at the raw eel sitting deafly upon his plate. It wiggled. He stuck out his tongue.

"It''s good. Just a small bite, okay?"

"It looks too gross. What is unagi, anyways?"

I gave him a slight glare, ''stop questioning and eat your food.'' I demanded with my eyes. He sighed, defeated, and slowly gripped the slimy piece of flesh. He raised it to his lips, which were shaking and pursed back. He gave me another usure look before taking the smallest bite off of it''s edge, chewing the slimy treat and letting it slide down his throat. I thought he was going to vomit...but them, he licked his lips and stared at the food within his chopsticks, before taking a larger bite. Before I knew it, he had eaten the entire piece and was happily munching on the next. I smiled, then returned to my own dinner.

Before we left, I ordered him a green tea icecream, which he happily injested, leaving small bits of green smeared on the edges of his mouth. Then, we thanked Sam, leaving a nice tip, before exiting the building. ''See you again soon!'' The chefs called, I merely blushed and laughed. I am a bit of a sushi freak. It wasn''t long until Aponi opened his little mouth again, questioning me.

"So, it was good. But. What is it?"

"What''s what?"

"Unagi."

"You really want to know?"

"Uh...yes."

"Eel. Raw Eel."

He gave me a sickly grin, patting his stomach and whiping his mouth. Although he looked a little grossed out, I''m sure we will be eating unagi again soon.

Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 1:23 am

8.23.05- Artist Explosion.
Posted By Emo as a Roleplay.

The familiar pale skinned, white-haired child sat flat on his bum in front of the large square canopy window in Emo's livingroom, the soft light of the setting sun reflecting on his light skin. His pale hair shone ever so lightly, eyes half-lided and focussed completely on the paper before him. He scribbled his pencil around on the paper, smiling his polite smile as his hand drew carelessly with his emotion.

He was dressed rather flashy today, in Emo's knee-high black socks (Which were far too small for her) with a small pink bow at the top of each one, his black pants that were cut off high on the thighs like little hot-pants to make up for an absence of a skirt, his white, sleevless shirt with it's skull emblem on the right breast, and his black suspenders. In all honesty, he looked like a schoolgirl. He ruffled his own hair with one hand as the other continued doodling, sticking his tongue out slightly as he doodled.

"Now...if I add this...and black circles..."

He spoke outloud as he drew, not so cleanly, on his plain paper. His pencil curved and twirled as he drew short, spiked hair atop the drawing's furry head. It appeared to be a panda in a dress with a bow in his hair and tall, thick boots. Like an anthro. It was rather comical, really, seeing how the drawing was clearly a boy panda in a dress. He scribbled what he saw as shading under the feet, reaching to his side for some crayons. He picked up a purple crayon, coloring the dress with precision, though slipping out of the lines every so often.

"There. Now...green stripes."

He tossed the purple crayon aside, picking up a limegreen coloring utensil and drawing messy vertical stripes along the short dress. He looked pleased with the finished result, placing the crayon aside and lining his thumb with the picture, closing one eye as if he were a true artist. The boy nodded, picking up his picture and taking it next to the telivision, where many other odd drawings were taped to the wall.

A child with light skin and bright pink hair that fell to his butt, wearing baggy black pants and a white tube top. The boy was sitting indian style, watching a train pass by. Another was very plain, just yellow birds with black hearts in the background. The last image, a close-up of a teenage boy with purple hair playing with toy soldiers. Each picture was drawn in the spirit of a toddler, very sloppy and gentle, but each one had such symbolism to Aponi. He gazed intently on the images as he placed his latest creation, a panda boy panda bear human creature in a purple and green dress. He smiled.

"That one is the best yet, 'babe."

"I know. I tried really hard."

"Your going to be a famous artist some day, Aponi."

"Really? ...What about a fashion designer?"

"Hehe...if that's what you'd like to be."

Emo placed her arms around her little boy, falling lightly to her knees and hugging him to her chest, she smiled so proudly her cheeks turned a bit pink. Even her eyes seemed to shine brighter. Or, perhaps that was the not-so-subtle build-up of tears...

"You can be whatever you want...don't let anyone tell you different."

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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 11:33 am

8.27.05- Japanese Whispers.
Posted By Emo as a Journal Entry.

We did some major redecoration today, for Aponi's room, that is. Mine's fine, maybe a dusting needed here and there, but his rooms is compeltely in shambles. The walls were a plain yellowish-white, his only furniture was a matress on the floor with plain white sheets and pillows, and two dirty green pillows by his tea set. Aside fomr other items.

So, we went on a shopping spree. First we went to Home Depot for ivory paint, firebrick red paint, and golden sunrise paint. We also got a few paintbrushes and rollers, and a neat little spray can that you fill with paint of your choice and spray, for stensiling. Then, we picked up some vine stensils and a new matress for his room. A slender one, much more comofrtable. After that, we left for pier 1. Once there we got a nice pair of curtains with Japanese symbols on them, it was black and golden in color, with some red in the background. Then we picked up a large black pillow and a red one, with little tufts at the corners. A bed sheet that matched the curtains, and a few more, smaller black, gold and red pillows. I also got hi ma glass table for his bedside. We bought a few red candles that smelled faintly of cinnamon.

And, his favorite item of the day, an adorable lamp for his bedside. It's like a moon setting over rocks, he adores it. We still need to go pick him up a new sliding door for his closet, like at tea ceremonies, we saw a nice one in an antique shop that had large red and black Japanese print on it. There were black butterfly sillhouettes in the background. How perfect is that?

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