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 Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 7:18 pm
*She continued to walk a few more steps before she realised that her bottle was gone. She stopped and turned around thinking she must have dropped it somewhere on the way then see saw Mark with it. She walked over to him and looked up at him not saying anything.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 8:01 pm
*Mark just gave her a blank stare and turned around. Heading downstairs to the kitchen. Where he would once reach it, doing so, and pour the contents of the bottle down the sink's drain. Which later he disposed of the bottle, placing it within a bag and placed it in a bottom cupboard. He remained at the kitchen, not pretty much caring what Mika will say.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 8:10 pm
*She watched as he turned around and walked off from her. Whether then following him she turned around and went to her room. Once inside her room she layed down on the bed passing out.*
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 3:55 am
*She nodded and followed Oxy through the lobby* "Can you show me the whole mansion? I want to get to know it better. And most importantly, know where the kitchen is..." *She laughed softly and looked at the beautiful place she was to stay in in the near time.
As she walked she thought about how her nerves try to explode with every second she spends there. She was as nervous as it gets, it was her first time in such a big organization, and though she knew this is her destiny and she can make it big time, it was her first, and first times are always scary*
((Yay! Ph33r my stickiness!! XDD Oh god, I missed the mafia buisness... *Thinks about the good old days when she use to run mafias with Angel and sighs*))
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 5:43 am
"Uhh.. Sure."
He opened his arms wide, indicating the whole lobby. "The lobby, or main hall, or reception. Call it what you like, s'where we all come in out the cold. Or warm."
Pointing to the left hand door at the entrance, Tika gave a small wave and it closed. Behind it was revealed a large pinboard, with a few old notes on it. "Notice board. If you have anything important you need to let others know, write it down and stick it there. And check it every now and then in case I stick something up."
He next lead her to the common room, the door to which was further into the mansion, to the right of anyone walking in through the main doors. The games room was next, the door being opposite the common room door. Directly opposite the entrance was the door to the coat room. Walking past the common room, there was a corridor to the right. At the end of this corridor was a door leading to the basement, in which was the mansion's personal power generator, laundry machines and so on. There was also a door leading to the further underground (yes, as in another sub-terranean level) section. Tika pointed to the access point, which required an ID card. "I'll show you that later."
Finally, another doorway with no door was quite clearly the kitchen. "Kitchen" He stated simply.
Coming up out of the basement, Tika lead the way upstairs. As they walked along the first floor corridor, he gave information. "Two floors, all member bedrooms. Stairs to the second floor are located at the far end of the corridor. Stairs on the second floor lead to the attic, which is my room. It spans the length of the whole building."
After leading the way up to the second floor, he pointed out the stairs to the attic he had mentioned, then turned to face Tamara.
"Pick out any room you want, they're all free."
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 5:59 am
*She smiled as they went through the mansion, and giggled here and there for some reason.
Once they reached the second floor, she looked at the stairs and the rooms* "Is there a room with a balcony here? I like sitting outside a lot. I'd take the attic, but that's your room..." *She shruged and started walking along the corridor, looing inside the rooms. They all looked the same, and there was nothing special about none of them. Finally she sighed and stopped near the room closest to the stairs leading down* "I'll take this one!" *she announced happily, and walked in* "Of course there will be some major changes done in here, but for now this will do!" *she stated and fell on the double bed, spreding her arms and smiling at the cieling* "Nakanetz to..." *she said in Russian and closed her eyes happily*
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 6:05 am
"Russian..." He said with a scowl after following her in. He gave a small nod, smug grin spreading across his face. "Well, me duce tutus eris"
A wrenching, grinding noise could be heard outside. He was influencing the very molecules of the outer wall, creating a balcony. Sure, the wall would be thinner, but what Tamara didn't know, wouldn't hurt her. Besides, she spoke russian...
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 7:57 am
*She looked at Oxy happily and smiled* "So, how long have you been running this joint?" *She said and sat down on the bed, still looking at her new room* Thank god I don't have lotsa stuff to move here... *she thought as she waited for his answer*
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:06 am
He gave a small shrug. "Took over from bloodshot about a year and one month ago. And I'm not exactly enjoying it."
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:40 am
*She raised and eyebrow* "Huh? Why not? Is it boring?" *She couldn't understand why he didn't enjoy it. What was so bad about it all that could possibly make him not enjoy running a mafia?
For a second she stopped thinking and looked at him. He was not that bad at all, in fact, he was even kind of cute. She shook her head and sighed, she can't afford making any mistakes, especially not with the don* "What can possibly be so bad about running it?" *She asked, trying to destract herself from the foolish thoughts*
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:53 am
*Crim, still waiting in the lobby as Oxy had instructed, was now leaned up against a wall in boredom, her foot tapping against the wooden floor in annoyance. She hated it when he went to do something scattered while making other people wait.
Flicking out some dirt from under one of her nails, she shifted from foot to foot. He better not be doing anything...well, he better not be flirting, that's all Crim could think of.
Catching herself amongst the violent sweeps of her tail, she sputtered to herself a few times. What the ******** was she thinking? Was Crim, Oxy's girlfriend already, actually getting jealous?!? Blushing at her own stupidity and cursing in her own mind, Crim buried herself deeper into the concentration of trying to clean out her nails. She was being stupid and wasting her energy with such emotions. Oxy would do as he pleased and Crim wasn't anyone to tell him any different.*
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 8:54 am
"I just don't enjoy being in charge of people. I work alone, or at times, with my closest friends." Again, another little shrug. Then his mouth twisted into a grin.
"You have a balcony by the way, except only a window to climb out. I could easily warp the molecular composition of the wall outside to create a small, but secure balcony, but streting the windows into doors would have made them too thin, too brittle."
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 9:01 am
"Nuh, I'll pass, I'm too lazy to do it all by myself... 'cept, I lived without balconies all my life, why should this be any different?" *she shruged, took out a pack of cigs from her pocket and put on in her mouth, introducing the pack to Oxy* "Want one?" *she took out the lighter with her other hand and lit the cig, inhailing it happily*
((I hope the characters don't mind having someone smoking next to them... right? ;;o.o))
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 9:08 am
His answer was to effectively erase the cigarette from existence, though all he actually did was break it's molecular structure until it's atoms were ripped apart and dispersed into the air around them.
"We drink here, we rob banks, we fight, and just generally make a nuisance of ourselves. But we smoke OUTSIDE. Those of us who do smoke."
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2005 9:18 am
*She sighed and got up* "In that case you'll hardly ever see me, I'll be outside all the time..." *She said and walked out of the room, going down the stairs.
She saw Crimson and walked over to her* "So, you look bored, anything I can do to help? I wanna get to know people around here..." *She giggled and tryed to be friendly, something she wasn't so good at, considering she never spent time with people outside her family, and even that pissed her off, so bad she had to shoot her old man*
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