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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 10:59 pm
[ See me here if you're having a problem with someone or something. Or, one of the crew members, if I'm off-line.] exclaim Notice: as of Oct. 4th, 2005, if you're wondering why you are no longer listed on the members list, it is because you have been inactive for too long. You may still post if you wish, but don't request membership if you don't plan to be active, thank you. As you enter you see a large, dark cherry desk to your left, with elaborate scroll-work engraved into the front. A small bamboo plant sits on the desk, along with some pencils, a lap top, a notebook, and a 3 tier shelf of various papers. On the left side of the desk is a large bookshelf, made of the same dark wood as the desk and nearly overflowing with books, save for three shelves in the center of the unit which are occupied by a radio, and it's two speakers. To the right of the desk is a black floor lamp. Nothing obviously special about it. Hanging on the wall behind the desk is a large painting. It's of two people, a man and a woman. The woman seems very happy, as does the man. She has long, dark red hair, and piercing green eyes. Her complextion, although pale, is made even more-so by the shade of her hair. The man appears to be taller than the woman, though not extraordinarilly so. He has light hair, possibly silver, and long for a man. His eyes are also light, and he's got a lean, muscular build. Across from the doorway is a couch, made of a dark, velvet-like material, and flanked on either side with end tables of dark wood. There is also a coffee table of the same dark wood in front of the couch, littered with various magazines and books.
Out of the corner of your eye, you catch something moving. As you look over, you notice that there is a fish in the same, strange vase as the bamboo plant. It is a dark red beta.complaint form Complaint: (what is your complaint, harrasment, prejudice...?) Thread: (in which thread did this happen? i.e. the bar, arena, pool, upstairs...) Page: (on which page of the above thread did this incident begin/occur) Description: (i.e. so-and-so said/did 'this' to me) Please use the complaint form when filing complaints, it will make resolving the issue easier, and faster. Thank you.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 11:36 pm
*places the fish bowl that Kata just gave me on the corner of my desk, admiring the deep red of the beta in the lamp light*
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 8:18 pm
*falls asleep all curled up in my chair*
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 5:57 am
*I walk into Aryah's office and smile as I see her sleeping in her chair behind her desk. I chuckle softly and shake my head as I speak softly*
I guess she worked herself to sleep again. *sigh* What am I going to do with you?
*I take my shoes off as well as my jacket and set the shoes over by the couch and hang my jacket on the inside doorknob of the door. I then walk over to Aryah and gently scoop her up in my arms. I walk back over and lay down on the couch while cuddling with Aryah in her sleep until I drift off to sleep as well*
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 7:32 pm
(Awwe! 4laugh )
*has dreams of being safe and warm* hmmm....
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2005 9:07 pm
*after leaving for a while to strech my legs and get something warm to drink, I re-enter my office. I walk over to ultima, still sleeping, and kiss his forhead. I smile down at him, then head over to my desk to fill out some order forms, beginning with the dragon's blood stock.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2005 10:31 pm
Slips a not into Aryah's 'in slot', leading to a basket in the inside of the wall. Note reads: Updated the Meet the Crew area with a picture of Kata. Just to let you know if you hadn't seen yet.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 6:14 pm
*wakes up and sits up on the couch, swinging my feet over the edge and to the floor while yawning*
Man, I slept like a log... sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 8:01 pm
*finds kata's note, and nods "ok"*
*looks up as I hear Ultima and chuckles* Yes, you must feel rested. *goes to check on the bar, kissing ultima on my way out*
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2005 1:21 pm
*smiles and returns Aryah's kiss as she leaves her office. I then put my shoes back on and get up off of the couch. I walk over to the door and pick my jacket up off of the doorknob. putting my jacket back on, I step out of the office*
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 2:09 pm
*slips another note in for Aryah to read*
I am hiring a Bouncer/Event Crew member. Hayubasa-san has expressed his interest. If there are any problems with this just let me or him know. I believe he will be a valuable addition to our community.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 8:31 pm
Aryah_Jade *gives Kata a reply* I have no problems with this. Do you need me to give him crew status? *isn't sure if the crew members can do this or not* *Replys back* If you want to change him to crew you have to do it. Also we were wondering where is best to put a security office for him?
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 9:10 pm
Aryah_Jade *shrugs* I dunno... what about setting up a desk or podium or w/e next to the front door? What if there is cameras and the like? Monitors would be needed... and a recording system... I dunno maybe talk to Hayubasa-san and ask him what he thinks he needs?
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 9:47 pm
Kataio F Aryah_Jade *shrugs* I dunno... what about setting up a desk or podium or w/e next to the front door? What if there is cameras and the like? Monitors would be needed... and a recording system... I dunno maybe talk to Hayubasa-san and ask him what he thinks he needs? *nods* Ok, will do
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 8:24 pm
*sits at my desk going through order forms, meticulously tapping away on the keyboard, and a calculator, each in turn.*
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