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 Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2004 10:07 pm
A multiple room apartment, furnished elaborately as his home-away-from-home. The walls painted dark maroon, and trimmed with silver paint across the middle of the walls, while the ceiling is crowned with white-washed wood. A bay window overlooks the estate and the ocean, along with ruby-red pillows making a comfy area to sit and gaze out the window. Next to the bay window, in a Cherry-Wood cabinent, lies a a flat-screen 35" T.V. monitor connected to a Zony Gamestation II, and with premium GAIA Satellite T.V. channels. A few feet from the cabinent is a glass and wood coffee stand, with lush, green ferns on it. With a feet from the coffee stand is a plush, black, leather couch with a center console that is equiped with a built in remote and phone, along with a re-charge port for his Zony Faio notebook. In the hall hang pantings of various places in Durem, his hometown, of which have some of his family and childhood self in them. A door way to the left of the hall's corridor leads to his personal bathroom, which is elegantly equipped with silver towel bars, a free-standing marble sink, and a glass shower stall door with a white, laser engraving of his family's insignia on it. His shower contains the finest shampoo's and soaps available from the salon in Durem, along with his rounded hot tub, big enough for two people. Straight down the hall is his room, which has a king-size bed, covered with a red velvet sheet, then with a red comforter ontop of that, regal-red curtains and white curtains used to close his window when he wants are drawn back to let in the view. A night stand with a few drawers contain his personal items, such as jewelry, and a small walk-in closet contains his various clothes boughten from the more renowned stores in Gaia. Down the hallway also, is a room belonging to his room mate.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2004 10:14 pm
:: Walks in, kicking off his shoes at the door, then hanging his coat on the back of the door, yawning as he plops down on his couch, turning on the T.V. to the Gaia Action News channel, listening as he plugs his charger into the couch and turns on his Notebook, lauching his programming application as he listens to the news reporter comment on the store situation. :: "Great, one store slips up, some Gaian benefits and plunders it foolishly, creating mass havoc... Man, I really want more bait, but the stores are shut down... Just great." :: He sighs and starts to type in a program he had thought up during the day at the coffee shop. ::
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2004 10:20 pm
:: Continues to program a utility that will let other Gaians to make there very own image map without dealing with raw code, as he gets more engrossed into it, he feels a thirst for a itallian soda with vanillia flavoring. :: "Mm... I wonder... Do I have any?" :: He ponders for a moment, then decides to go down to the Coffeshop and get some for himself, leaving the T.V. on and his laptop on the couch in hibernation mode, and puts on his shoes and coat and walks out to the hall and leaves the complex for the coffee shop. ::
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2004 10:42 pm
:: Walks back in with the soda in hand, returning to his couch, resuming his programming while sipping on the Itallian soda. :: "Mmm... So good..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2004 10:55 pm
::poofs into the enterance of his apartment. Walking forward, she didn't noticed his shoes. With a yelped Celesta fell to the floor, flat on her face.:: Owie..... ::Sitting up she rubbed her face. Lifting an arm to pout at the stratch there. :: Cursed shoes..... ::hisses, gradually standing . Curiously Celesta gazed around deciding to investigate.:: This is going to be fun......::snickers::
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 8:25 am
[[OOC: aeon, could we suppose you have an apartment at the top of the apartment lofts that are above the newspaper buiding? same building as Mustang GT? let me know..]]
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 9:21 am
:: Wakes up, from falling asleep on the couch from his tiredness... :: Oh man... I must of really been tired... :: He outstretches his arms and yawns ::
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2004 3:39 pm
:: Pops in, flicking on the T.V., on to the news and lays down on the couch with boredom on his face. ::
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 2:53 pm
::Shifting she slipped into his bedroom, nosing open a drawer with his pants.:: O.O Oooooo ::bites down on them and begins to munch. Soon she was growing full and yawned laying out along her side amongst the clothes.:: uggg....to much!
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 5:53 pm
:: Looks at his ruined clothes and sighs :: "Oh, your going to be skinned Cele"
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 9:43 pm
::Eyes pop open to hear his voice, jumps out of draw onto the ground and runs for the door:: Was Elfie!!
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 10:03 pm
hey Aeon... *knocks...* must be at pixies.. *leaves a note* Dear Aeon Hi, grace stopping by... found a young man who is from a troubled home.. thought you might take him under your wing for a while... help him get his act together and stuff.. and if it was ok for him to stay with you. His name is doggs... he was at the coffee house earlier. thanks.
Graceangel
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 10:24 pm
::tilts her head hearing a knock.:: Hmmm....who could that be? Getting to the door she noticed a yellow flapping paper. Jumps up trying to grab the annoying yellow paper tearing the edge.:: I'll get you for laughing at me!!
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 6:35 pm
:: Picks the shredded paper up, and makes out the note. :: Hmm... I'll do it... But first.. to install the fox door into my apartments door. :: Follows the instructions, finally finishing it in, and goes of to find Celesta.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 12:58 pm
awesome thanks... I"ll send doggs over next time i see him living in teh coffee shop again...
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