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 Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 5:29 am
 For the ex-child of such a well-off family, Niko certainly didn't have many possessions. He squinted in the sun streaming through the windows of his new room, hurrying to draw the curtains, then surveyed the rest of the room's contents.
Four beds, four dressers, four nightstands... it appeared that he was in for some roommates.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 6:34 am
Welcome to Silverstone! Username ~ AngelV Mami IRN ~ Angel Thorn ~~~~~ School ~ Silverstone Grade ~ 9th Night Classes or Day ~ night ~~~~~ Age ~ 15 Race ~ Witchling Hair Color ~ Silvery White Eye Color ~ Emerald green Skin Tone ~ Pale Height ~ 5.2' Weight ~ 95Lbs Tattoo's/Marking's ~ none Related Pic  ~ ~~~~~ Favorite Food ~ Candy Least Favorite Food ~ Mexican Favorite Drink ~ Apple Juice Least Favorite Drink ~ Tea and Coffee Favorite Color ~ Dark purple Favorite Place ~ The beach Favorite Song ~ Come Round Soon by Sara Bareilles
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 6:37 am
Angel walked into his room slowly with a backpack full of clothes and a few spell books and that's it. "Are you my roommate" he asked Niko hiding his spell books in case Niko wasn't ok with magik. "You're pale for a human" he accused laughing softly not relizing that Niko was a zombie
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 8:27 am
Niko eyed the newcomer with a small amount of trepidation. No horns, no tails or claws or fangs or anything; that meant he was probably either a human or a magician, two species who tended not to enjoy interacting with living dead. Still, he would be polite. He stuck out his hand.
"Yes, I'll be rooming with you, it seems. Name's Niko, Niko Ramirez. And, um, I'm not a human." He shifted slightly, appearing distinctly uncomfortable.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:28 pm
Josh walks in with Niko in tow, holding his hand tightly. He drops his bag to the ground. "wow...its really nice in here"
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:40 pm
Niko shrugs relaxedly. "I haven't had much time to settle in yet... And it doesn't look like Angel's here right now. I s'pose you'll meet him later; he's not likely to have an issue with you staying here."
Twirling slowly around the center room, Niko is struck with inspiration. He grins. "I think we should spruce the place up a bit. I have a lot of paint, what do you have."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:42 pm
Josh smiles and places his bag in the empty bed thats closest to Nikos, and walks next to him.
"I have paper, posters, all sorta stuff"
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:04 pm
Niko giggled in delight. "Awesome! We should probably move the furniture before we do anything..." That being said, he set to work shuffling the dressers and desks into the bathroom and, when that was full, the hallway.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:06 pm
Josh laid down on the floor and took out his posters. He began to paint random symbols and signs on them. He suddenly stood up. "God...its so hot..." Josh slowly stripped out of his shirt to reveal his slim, slender frame
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:08 pm
If it clicked that Niko was dead Angel made no show of it "well Niko I'm Angel" he smiled sweetly taking the bed closest to the window his outfit changing magikally forgetting that he hadn't told either of his roommates he was a witch yet.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:10 pm
(edited for angel~)
Niko didn't hear Josh's comment over the scraping of the furniture, and thus was rather surprised when he re-entered the room to a shirtless neko. He composed himself quickly, however.
"That's a good idea," Niko grinned. He slipped out of his tank-top and jacket but left his armbands and necklaces on. The effect was an interesting contrast between the black adornments and his pale grey skin. He gave a small start as Angel re-entered, then waved casually. "Hey, we're just redecorating. Josh was gonna move in with us, you don't mind, do you?"
Niko turned before he could catch notice of Angel's magical re-clothing of himself. "Wanna help me cover the floor?" He gestured to a folded plastic sheet that he'd had the foresight to pack.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:17 pm
Josh was flustered seening Niko Shirtless. For a zombie, he had a great figure. Josh couldnt help but stare, not hearing his question. "Gosh..." He said under his breath
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:59 pm
Niko once again felt the need to flush; though he wasn't terribly perceptive in general, he definitely had picked up Josh's stare.
"Yeah, it's weird, I know," he muttered. For, despite being relatively well-built, both Niko's chest and stomach were slightly sunken in; stomach because he no longer needed to eat, and chest because his heart had long since stopped beating. It was one of the reasons he hated looking into a mirror; he was incredibly self-conscious about his appearance. Niko coughed, attempting to draw attention away from himself.
"Um. Sheet?" He began unfolding it, gesticulating towards Josh. "It's kind of big, so if you would maybe..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 3:05 pm
Angel laughed at the obvious flirting between his roommates "Is there anything either of you want me to help with" he asked curiously. Angel having a witch's lean alluring build was gifted with washboard abs but he was very self concious and refused to take his shirt off in public exspecially around to beautiful guys like his roommates.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 3:14 pm
(ooc: i think that whenever someone's offline and the others want to keep playing, we should just assume that that person went to sleep or something. that way no one is excluded :>)
Niko finished tucking the sheet into the corners of the room and rustled through his backpack in search of a screwdriver. Once he had achieved this, and taken the lid off of a can of purple paint, he tapped the much larger tote bag that he'd brought with him. "Find a color you like in here... we're gonna do some splat-painting~!" The glee was evident in his voice.
He dipped his brush in and took careful aim at the wall; then, however, the zombie stopped, and glanced back at Angel. "Er, you might want to undress as much as you're comfortable with... I mean, it gets pretty messy." He laughed nervously. Of course, he didn't want Angel to ruin his clothes, but part of him was also curious to see what the boy looked like.
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