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 Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 7:21 pm
(Yeah I haven't rped in a while either. I need too. .::sighs:: )
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 9:32 pm
<< ninja ::runs by and drags Jadey off to the Lair::>>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 8:45 am
.....By this time, Damion had been quite capable of running by each and every accessible aspect of this new living area he had found himself in two days ago.
.....His first venture had, of course, been to the bar/kitchen area, where he had quite discreetly sneaked a good amount of knick-knack food snacks. He had also noticed the excess of alcoholic drinks and whatnot; 'Seems I could have some fun here.' He had smiled warmly as his hands had gone over various bottles of what he knew to be top-of-the-line brands; reminded him of his own stock in his now-destroyed home. He had then noticed a door to the left of him, as he faced the smooth, black countertop, which he had advanced towards. Upon gripping the round knob there, he had twisted, but to no avail; it was locked. Leaving it behind, he'd moved on in his venturing.
.....Next was to see what was behind those lovely curtains he had noticed earlier. Striding rather comfortably over to them - for, remember, he was located in a wholly foreign place - and pushed each aside, after which his eyes had been met by a rather grand lounging area. He counted eleven very comfortable-looking couches, and four hammocks; 'Exquisite handiwork on all,' he had to note in his head.
.....Backing out of the lounge area without going further inside so as to test the furniture, he turned fully about and eyed whatever else he could look at. He saw a stage. To the right of that, a door.
.....It got the better of him...
Curiosity did.
.....Something inside him told him it would be to no avail, but he still strode over. His hand once more gripped the handle, but again it was locked. He shook his head, wondering what could be behind either of the locked doors. However, knowing he wouldn't find out now, he moved on.
.....He noticed two last things to view; what seemed to be a stadium of some sort - he could tell by the level floor and the high seats that were on the farthest wall - and a long hallway, with stairs heading downwards at the very end. He headed off towards the stage.
.....As he'd guessed...
Nothing...
Nothing to see.
.....He turned promptly about and exited down the small set of stairs he had entered through not but two minutes earlier, and made his way right across to the hallway aforementioned. Walking down its length, he reached the staircase he had before noticed. Letting his four top fingers fall one at a time, beginning with the pinky fingers, he rested his hand atop its surface and began his descent. After several stairs, he reached the bottom floor, and looked about; 'Dear Lord, thing's nearly big as upstairs!' Damion thought, amazed. Looking about, he noticed several towels, several benches, several devices that looked much like steam machines. 'Must be the spa,' he chuckled inwardly. However, what he noticed the room lacked seemed to be lights, after which he pondered the situation of the abundance of light within. 'Natural light, too,' he thought, after which he knew there could only be one source; his gaze shifted upwards, and he took into account the grand glass fixture located above him. 'Once more, excellent work.' He headed back upstairs.
.....At this time, if one were looking for Damion - the chances of which, just for side knowledge, are probably slim - they would now find him located within the lavish lounge area tinted red and furnished black. 'Sexy setting.' His left leg hung over the side of his hammock, the side facing inwards towards the center of the room, and rocked him back and forth gently and lazily, using the momentum already at work to its advantage so as to make certain it was using the least bit of energy required.
.....His lids grew heavy...
His body seemed in bliss...
He drifted off into a true slumber.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 3:12 pm
.....[+]"Wow what an awfully dead today this day's been."[+]
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 7:37 pm
((...it's pretty normal as of late actually...> >))
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 7:43 pm
((*High fives Jade* Congrats on the mask, Miss Jade!))
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 8:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 8:20 pm
((*highfives Sone back* Thanks. ^w^ I might be able to RP tomorrow night. *legasp* < <))
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 8:43 pm
(('Fraid I'm gonna be busy all day tomorrow. The next day is clear, though....I think.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 8:54 pm
.....[+]"How lovely; Damion's gonna' end up all alone for several days' time, just like Jayden. Then, I'm gonna' have to pull him out 'cause he'll have to develop elsewhere." Shakes head. "I need a real life." xd [+]
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 8:59 pm
((I'll be busy on Wednesday, unfortunatly..../= *waves at Niitsy* Heya, we could all use a life. Personally, I wish mine was much less hectic. < <
Anyways, I've got to head off to bed, so, goodnight ya'll. *runs and dashes and swan dives into her Lair for the night*))
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 9:02 pm
.....Damion slept peacefully 'pon a very comfortable hammock.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 9:29 am
.....His hammock totally still.
As if resting stationary in the stream of time.
.....Eyes opened to the red-tinted room all about him, and yawned a great yawn. Stretching out both arms, his back arched, and...
He toppled over.
.....It was to his right, and landed upon the outstretched arm. Legs still entangled in the hammock material, he struggled to get up, finally managing to pull both feet free. Another yawn, though less thorough than before, escaped his lips and a single right appendage was sent to the back of his head to scratch the scalp there. Pushing himself up, he looked about sleepily.
.....The man with the tattooed right eye that looked scared exited the lounge area, scrounged for some food that was lightweight and could be stored on his journey, and then strode to where the dual-doors that were the entrance, as well as the exit. Opening up both, he left the place. "Don't even know what the damned place is called," he reminisced.
.....Approximately twenty feet out along the cobblestone pathway he had traveled before, he sent a last glance behind him. "'Club Orion', eh? Have t' remember that one." He then made a mental note to visit this place again on down the road, and then left the area.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 10:44 am
(Hey there Niitsu. How's it going?)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 11:42 am
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