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Note: Erica's apartment was raided, and she is currently missing.


Being a family assigned apartment it's a little larger. The decor is done mostly in crimsons and black.

In the main room there are antique bookshelves lined with rare and illegal books, as well as some that were not earth-written. On one shelf is a small family picture, it was caught candidly by Bliz, as none of the three would have sat still to have there picture taken, but it was framed and set up for display anyway. There were two dark leather reading chairs, and matching loveseat. On the sides of the loveseat were too long black and red, grecian vases. A simple black marble coffee table sat in the center of the room over a red rug.

The kitchen remains generaly untouched, Ora preferring to survive on lunchables and fruitsnacks then a meal made by the --survival only--skills of her mother. It's kept in general the original apartment decorations, except for a set of red curtains, and some green crayon drawings magnetized on the fridge.

Main bathroom facilities don't need much description, but yes, there is a rubber ducky for Ora.

There is a small game room, but mostly filled with Ora's things, including a television for her cartoons, a chess set that she insisted on, a world map with markers and toy soldiers, an art set, and an advanced chemistry kit.

The master bedroom holds a large dark bed that's somewhat too big for the room. There is a red and black bedspread, and a full row of pillows. The sheets are an expensive dark silk, Erica finding herself appreciating luxuries in the later years, and needing to make up for the fact that she no longer has a really nice fancy bathtub, like the old days, and has to settle for a shower in the connecting bathroom.

Ora's Room

Everything in the room is green or black. She has a few green stuffed animals, but her favorite is most definatley a green bear which she takes everywhere with her. The only part of her room that is not green is her closet, in which she allows no green thing to enter, including her bear, and is generaly kept bare of any item whatsoever. On the inside of the closet are what look to be runes drawn along all the walls in red crayon. Ora often goes into the closet and won't come out for hours, leaving an illusion of herself on her bed, reading a book, the green bear placed with it's back to the closet.

The door was opened by a girl who looked about ten years old. She had large crimson eyes, long black hair slicked into to identical braids, and a green teddy bear in her arm. "If you're selling something, we're not interested."

"If you were a girlscout and selling something, we'd be interested." Ora quipped. "Now your demands on the whereabouts of my mother, without first introducing yourself and showing suitable proof of your identity are innapropriate at best. However, as I've seen your picture before, somewhat recall your loudness from my toddler years, and am anxious to return to my cartoons I will let this slide. My Daddy is outside the city, doing, as my mother says 'who knows what', and my Mother is at work, doing manual labour at some ridiculous clubhouse that doesn't play any quality music, or serve candy. Now you may kindly leave, or you may come inside and watch my cartoon with me, so long as you do not make any derogatory remarks when the rabbit sings the cuddle song." Ora's eyes narrowed into a serious expression. "I love that song."

Oralia sat down on the floor next to her, "I have not yet lived long enough to change by your standards." She glanced at Breanne's son with a raised eyebrow. "You brought one of those?" She asked with apparent disgust.

"She shouldn't and won't, if I have anything to do with it." Ora's face lost none of it's disgust, not acknowledging the Breanne's jest at her expense. "They are inferior creatures and take far too long to develop natural skills of survival, let alone a means of worthwhile use." She glanced at Shinn, "your only true purpose is to serve me, and even at that you fail and remain useless, useless being."

((Changed it to Finn, did we?))

Ora, hugged her green teddy bear, and glanced back at Finn, "I had better articulation skills when I was five months old, squirt." The cuddle song started up on the cartoon and Ora's head snapped to it, scooting herself even closer to the TV as the high-pitched cheesy song echoed on the speakers.

Ora glared, "You've probably heard a maximum of five and a half songs, you have know tact, or respectable taste in art, and only inferior creatures cling to their mother like that. It's disgusting." She tossed her chin in the air, refusing to look at either of them.