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 Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 9:10 pm
It was a good thing neither his twin nor himself (mostly because said twin wouldn't let him even if he'd tried) had bothered to turn on the heater earlier--as such, Tai was already dressed rather warmly. For once, he could thank his brother's insane 'lowering the energy bill' habits, because he sure as hell wasn't getting back into that apartment anytime soon.
"Great then," he said, smiling easily and nodding to her acceptance, "and yes, a warmer outfit would be a good idea..." Zephyr's other half turned with her as she headed to the elevator, "What floor are you on, anyway?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 10:59 am
As her hands finally found the panel with the arrow buttons on it, a smile returned to Celia's lips. "I'm on the third floor." she replied, pressing the down arrow with little hesitation. Perhaps it was odd that the girl had mapped out the buttons, but what else did she have to do in her spare-spare time? Gaming was only fun when people weren't harassing you, and lately...well...the elevator was just something to play in, in the girl's spare time.
The doors chimed open and Celia stepped inside without another word. Her brow creased a bit as her fingers traced over the sunk in buttons on the inside panel. Her lips moved soundlessly as she counted the buttons, then once again a smile broke onto her features as she found her floor. "Shall we?" she questioned, pushing the button once she was sure he was inside the elevator as well. The ride was short enough, and Celia was mostly silent during it's duration. She couldn't recall when the last time her cousin or her mother had come over to assist her in cleaning her apartment. Naturally she could do most of it herself, but there were always things she'd miss or over look due to her condition. Still, it was too late now, she'd already more or less invited her guest to come inside before they got there.
When the doors opened again, Celia immediately turned to her right and headed down the hall. Her arm extended to the wall and her fingers traced the doors as she passed them. Finally she came to the door of her own apartment and her hand retracted then dove inside the collar of her shirt. A slim key on a chain was extracted and before too long the door was unlocked and pushed open. "You'll have to excuse any mess you see," she stated sheepishly, "I can't recall the last time we did clean up, though I'm pretty sure it was recently. Just a heads up." and with that, she led the way inside.
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