Ok, so really quickly, let's let you get an image of Leon's room in your head. Think. Leon is goofy, as smartass, and generally somewhat stupid. Ok good. You got an image? What is it, so trashed up room, clothes strewn about, and destroyed furniture? Well, throw that away right now if you thought that.
Leon's room is quite tidy. It seems very modern, and sleek. There is a sofa, a television in the back, with several game consoles and video games, for when Leon get's bored with the piano. Over here on the right is a- wait what? Piano? Thats right. Leon is a accomplished pianist, and had several concerts when he was a boy back in the village before it became ash. He went to all kinds of places because of his talent. He has a whole bookshelf devoted to music sheets, ranging from Beethoven, all the way to more recent artists, such as Robert Wells. The entire left wall is a glass window, with a view of the forecourt, and it has a curtain of course. In front of the window is Leon's prized possession, his Bosendorfer, a absolutely marvelous piano, and Leon will snap at anyone who dares to touch it. His bed is rather unremarkable, it is a simple mattress on a wooden frame, though underneath is an old digital piano, and a box of jewelry, containing his mothers necklace, and his fathers ring. These were the only things he had left of his parents, as they this was all he could grab before making a hasty escape. The walls are striped maroon, and black, Leons favorite colors. The lights shift with the time of the day. At night, the lights shine bright if Leon needs them, and at Day, they are dimmed, giving the room a sort of glow in the sun.
Leon's room is quite tidy. It seems very modern, and sleek. There is a sofa, a television in the back, with several game consoles and video games, for when Leon get's bored with the piano. Over here on the right is a- wait what? Piano? Thats right. Leon is a accomplished pianist, and had several concerts when he was a boy back in the village before it became ash. He went to all kinds of places because of his talent. He has a whole bookshelf devoted to music sheets, ranging from Beethoven, all the way to more recent artists, such as Robert Wells. The entire left wall is a glass window, with a view of the forecourt, and it has a curtain of course. In front of the window is Leon's prized possession, his Bosendorfer, a absolutely marvelous piano, and Leon will snap at anyone who dares to touch it. His bed is rather unremarkable, it is a simple mattress on a wooden frame, though underneath is an old digital piano, and a box of jewelry, containing his mothers necklace, and his fathers ring. These were the only things he had left of his parents, as they this was all he could grab before making a hasty escape. The walls are striped maroon, and black, Leons favorite colors. The lights shift with the time of the day. At night, the lights shine bright if Leon needs them, and at Day, they are dimmed, giving the room a sort of glow in the sun.
