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 Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:25 pm
The dorm is set up like any other, except for one problem; there are two people staying. Since everything else is the same, it means there's just one bedroom, and just one bed.
When you walk in there is a small living room area to your left with a television, couch, sofa, and a desk set against a wall. To the right is a kitchen, the only thing seperating it from the living room being a wall that would serve as a counter, that really only came about halfway across the room. It contains a large fridge and cabinets already loaded with dishes and cups and silverware. It also has a table big enough to easily seat four, and more if you cram some people in.
Progressing down the hall, you find a bathroom and a bedroom. The bedroom has only one bed, but two dressers so space can be divided evenly. There's also a closet, but only one, and a bookcase to hold whatever you feel like putting there.
[I'll add more later. I can't think right now. >>]
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:51 pm
Marcus Dante Varoni III Al took his key and started walking to the dorm. He found it and opened the door, he had already had his belongings shipped in boxes to the dorm by the jail. He looked around, the place was suitable enough. "Well... Honey we're home..." Al said with a grin as he walked in and started unpacking his belongings. -ProcrastinatingSpazz- Kira trailed reluctantly behind him, but her bags were hurting her shoulders. That's the only reason she didn't simply run away. She let out a sigh, watching the floor until they arrived at he opened it. She paused in the doorway, staring from there. In truth, she was reluctant to enter, because that'd be like giving in to the fact they'd be living together for the next however many years. She frowned, staring at him when he spoke. "Don't call me that," she said coldly, and then looked around the room, still standing in the doorway. There were two bedrooms, right? Ack, no! She was already getting used to the idea! Marcus Dante Varoni III Al found a large box that felt like it had only one item in it. He opened it and almost shouted out his joy. His guitar had been shipped as well! He set it aside, and hurriedly finished unpacking. He soon had a CD tower set with multiple Staind CDs, and many more, as well as an amplifier. He then looked around and found the bedroom. "Uh... Why is there only one bedroom? And one bed?" He asked quietly. Great... I get to sleep on a couch no doubt... He thought with disdain. -ProcrastinatingSpazz- Kira hesitated a moment longer until she couldn't stand the weight of her bag on her shoulder anymore and finally stepped inside, letting the door shut behind her. She glanced around, seeing a kitchen and a little living room before venturing further inside. She paused as she passed by the room he was in, staring at the CDs and guitar for a moment before moving on. She finally ended up just dumping her three bags in the middle of the floor so she could move around more freely, and happend to be passing by when he spoke. She froze, coming up beside him and staring into the room. "....demand they send another one," she said instantly. "Another bed. Threaten them or something." Marcus Dante Varoni III "What use is another bed without another room..." Al asked quietly. He just sighed and went into the room he left his guitar and CDs and found the cd player and put in one of his Staind discs. He listened to the soft guitar of I Swear I'm Not the Devil, and started playing along, a newly lit cigarette in his lips. -ProcrastinatingSpazz- Kira frowned, glancing up at him. Having two beds was better than having just one, wasn't it? It didn't matter if they were in the same room. Besides, weren't regular dorms set up with one bed against two walls, oppisite of each other? She stared back into the room for a second, and then watched him as he went out. For a moment she simply stood there, until the scent of smoke drifted to her. She practically ran over to him, pointing a finger in an accusing manner. "What the hell?!" she shouted. "I'm being social, see? I'm talking to you! Now stop before the whole place smells like smoke!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:58 pm
"Hey I'm stressed right now girl!" Al shouted at her, biting into the butt of the cigarette. "I don't like the fact I'll probably be on a couch for four damned years!" He growled. He then sat back down with his guitar, and tried to focus on the song again. "And try to enjoy the fact that I'm playing well... It's been a year since I was thrown in the freezer and it's a miracle I can still play well..." He mumbled.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 6:01 pm
Kira frowned at him, folding her arms across her chest. God, this was annoying... "If you're going to be such a baby about it, then I'll sleep on the couch," she muttered, glaring at the cigarette. She'd seriously suffocate if this place started smelling like smoke though. She bit her lip to keep from arguing any further, and covered her mouth and nose with a sleeve covered hand again, trying not to breathe in more than necessary.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 6:44 pm
Al sighed angrilly and stuck the cigarette in an ash tray. "You know I'm smoking when you're not here... Right?" He growled quietly. "You're worse than my ex-girlfriend..." He muttered. He then continued playing his guitar again, but found the song ended the second he started up again. "You can have the bed... I don't want it..." He said simply.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 6:52 pm
Kira glared at him silently for a moment, and then finally pulled her hand away to speak. "Then I'll do something to get myself expelled," she said. "Or I'll just sleep outside." She quieted for a moment, until she heard his comment about the bed again. "Then why were you complaining a second ago?!" she frowned and quickly pushed herself to her feet, unable to stand sitting there any longer. She picked up her bags, and half carried, half dragged them to the bedroom where she placed them against a wall.
Once done with that, she glanced at him one last time before moving around the building, opening various windows and then the door as she plopped right down in the doorframe, holding it open. In this way she was breathing in fresh air, and at the same time hopefully letting his smoke drift out through at least one of the windows. It was a little cold now, but she certainly didn't care. Freezing was better than sufficating. Besides, she controlled ice, so she could stand up to the cold a little better than most.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 6:56 pm
Al crushed the cigarette under his finger, not wanting to be an icicle, even if he controlled fire, he didn't want to burn the place down. "Close the door, windows, and everything else you opened... I won't smoke indoors if that makes you happy..." He sighed quietly. He then laid out on the couch and sighed. In truth, it was actually alot more comfortable than the cot in the jail.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:02 pm
Kira glanced over her shoulder, smiling to herself. "Yes, that would make me happy," she said simply, and slowly scooted backwards until the door was able to close. Then she pushed herself up to her feet and wandered back through each room, shutting and locking each window in turn. She leaned against the wall of the living room area once she'd finished, arms folded over her chest as she stared at him for a moment. "So you aren't able to always keep warm because of your fire stuff?" she asked. That was the one thing she'd been worried about, but luckily her plan had worked.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:07 pm
Al sighed, glaring at her for a moment before answering. "You want us to end up dead and the place burned?" He asked quietly, stretching along the couch then sitting up again. "So then... What exactly are we supposed to do now? Watch a movie or something?" He asked quietly. He wanted to light up a smoke again, but thought against it, he'd have to break his addiction.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:11 pm
Kira glared right back, feeling stupid but at the same time finding a justification for herself. "Shut up," she snapped. "Like I'd know how your power works." But then she found herself sighing as well, eyes closing for a moment as she bowed her head towards the ground. "Do you have any movies?" she asked and then paused, peeking one eye open at her stomach. It'd just growled... But if he had a movie with him, she wouldn't mind watching one. She kind of felt like being lazy after the long car ride here.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:17 pm
And you're obviously hungry..." Al said quietly, hearing her stomach growl. "Hold on a sec... I think they have a phone here..." He said and started looking around. "Now where the hell'd they put that... OW! Dammit! What person puts a vase on a fridge?!" He shouted in pain, then shouted out: "Found it!" He then called the local pizza joint and ordered a large, Brooklynn style pizza. "Alright... I've got a movie..." He said quietly, looking through his bag and finding it. "How does 'The Outsiders' movie sound?" He asked, fishing out the DVD. He had an old movie, but he liked it. It was the only book he had read for fun too.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:24 pm
Kira blinked, peering around the corner when she heard him shout. "...you ok?" she asked uncertainly. What was he talking about; a vase in the fridge? She edged a bit closer to him, just watching quietly as he placed the order. They delivered pizza here? That was good to know. She had a cell phone in her pocket too, so if he'd asked he could've used it, but oh well. She trailed after him as he began digging through his bag, until he pulled out a movie. When the name was mentioned she looked rather blankly at him. "....I have't seen it," she admitted. "What's it about?" She was slightly confused as well, at how he'd quieted down. Was he giong into a strange sort of withdraw without his cigarettes?
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:33 pm
Al nodded quietly. "I'm okay... Surprised you asked of all people..." He said simply. He wasn't in withdrawal, he just felt a little more comfortable now. Once he was comfortable and with someone he'd have to have a forced friendship with, he mellowed out. "It's about gangs... The Socs, and the Greasers... What happens is one boy kills a soc in self defense and him and the protagonist go on the run... It's really good... Catches gang life really good actually..." He said simply and popped it in the player, stretching out on the couch, with enough room for Kira this time.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:38 pm
Her, of all people? What was that supposed to mean? Kira watched him quietly, a slight frown upon her face still, though it wasn't as irritable as earilier. A slight smile even tugged at the corner of her lips when she heard the description he gave. "Catches gang life? You know this from... experience?"
She watched as he started it playing and spread himself along the couch before slowly moving over and plopping down on the end. She sat with her legs pulled to her chest again, chin settled upon them. She always felt better to sit like this for some reason. She felt more at ease maybe? Less of her exposed? She blinked and then settled down, eyes fixed upon the television.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:44 pm
"How d'you think I got this?" Al asked, flipping a switchblade out from his pocket. "And can't you tell I was in a gang... Didn't you see the escort, and hear how some of the registration girls were saying they'd like to know how a boy 'As handsome as me got a rap sheet so long'?" He asked quietly, then shut up and watched the opening of the movie.
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