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 Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 1:05 pm
The Kitchen  The kitchen is obviously the place in which all the meals for the houshold are prepared. Nothing out of the ordinary here, at least that is how things appear.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 6:15 pm
Archer entered the kitchen, and after locking all the windows, looked out the glass doors to the back yard, and saw the greenhouse. He'd go around and lock it, to make sure he didn't forget the glass doors. He clicked the lock into place, and exited.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:42 am
Lestat strolled into the kitchen casually as if it were any other day. For him the thought of someone being murdered in the mansion was a little disturbing. But for the most part he was used to death, so thus wasn't to freaked out by it, that and it was someone he wasn't to familar with. If anything it only really bothered him, because it bothered his friends and guild mates. He stopped infront of the fridge still humming the same tune to himself as before, and opened the door. Peering inside the fridge he found all sorts of things you'd find in any normal fridge, except for one small detail. Reaching into the back he pulled out what looked to be a I. V. bag, full of blood. shutting the fridge and walking over to the kitchen table Lestat sat down, proping his feet on the table and leaning back in his chair. He bit the tip off the I. V. tubing and sucked on it like some sorta twisted disturbing Capri sun pouch, closing his eyes and humming to himself.
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