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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 2:14 pm
This dorm belongs to:
Ajaya
Leon
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 5:15 pm
Having noticed the male name on her doorway, Ajaya is slightly irritated at the thought of sharing her dorm with a guy. Let's just hope he wasn't anything like her new 'best friend'. Spotting the piece of paper tacked to the wall, Jay reaches into her pocket for one of her drawing pens.
Now let's see.
Beginning the list, she starts out simple and then gets bigger. Small drawings make their appearance for a pattern.
Grey walls, with orange and yellow vines snaking across them. Two beds, in opposite corners one with red pillows and sheets with a black comforter, the other with a black comforter with yellow pillows and orange sheets.
A large mirror on the door of a decent sized closet, big enough for anything either she or her roommate may need to hang up, but not big enough to limit space for other things. Two desks, a laptop on one and an HP computer on the other. Her own desk painted grey to match the walls with various orange, yellow and black snaking up the legs. An overstuffed chair shoved in the remaining corner by the closet and a bookshelf to be filled with anything to manga and fantasy to art books. A long, low dresser to be placed under the black yellow and orange bed for her clothing storage, and to help her climb onto her bed. {The bed to be placed a good three to four feet seeing as Ajaya is comfortable in higher places.}
Ajaya stops writing for a moment, letting the room work it's magic. Taking the paper from the wall, she settles herself down in the large chair before continuing.
A small sitting area in the middle of the room. An ottoman with red spirals on a black background before a large black recliner. This facing two smaller yellow and orange 'nests' {the chairs that are half a sphere set on a base}. Beside each bed a night table, both dark oak.
Satisfied with her design, Ajaya watches as the finishing bits make their appearance. Right. To unpack, then to nap! The burning from the dark presence of Nox had mostly subsided, and Jay returned to the door to retrieve her bag, and retack the paper onto the wall for future changes. How she hoped her roommate would like it. Personally, Jay adored the room. Towing her suitcase behind her, N. Ajaya Sarin began the perilous task that was unpacking.
{EDIT;
This design was based off an actual college dorm, but since it's apparently supposed to be three bedrooms sharing a common room, forget the crossed out bits. Let's say that this is her bedroom design, and the common room design. :U Her room and the common room have a common wall design, and move all the seating and the computer{not her laptop} into the common room.}
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 9:05 am
A little while later, Ajaya was finished packing, and curled up in the overstuffed chair in the corner, napping. By her appearance, one could tell she was not having the 'sweet dreams' one wishes others. Her silver bangs are nearly matted to her forehead, and her expression is one of pain.
It's completely dark, and Jay walks the school yard alone. Somewhere nearby, she hears the maniacal, outwardly suave laugh of her 'new friend' Nox. She spins, deciding to make a run for the school when there he appears.
"Hi there." he smiles at her, his face twisted into that of a clique villain's from old black and white TV shows.
-THUD-
Jerking awake, Ajaya falls forward out of her chair, landing sprawled on the ground. "Owwww." moaning, she pulls herself into a sitting position with her back leaning against the chair. Reaching up, she rubs where she landed on her head, an ugly bruise already taking form. Standing, she turns to inspect her forehead in the mirror on the closet. "At least my bangs should cover most of it..." she mumbles, brushing them to the middle of her forehead. Deciding to go for a walk instead of going back to sleep, Ajaya snatches her headphones from her bed and checking to make sure her key was in her pocket, she exits her dorm into the Dorm Hallway.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 10:30 pm
Bursting into the room, she doesn't stop to take notice if her roommate had yet arrived, and dashed into the bathroom off their room. Almost slamming both the dorm and bathroom door, she practically throws herself into a freezing shower, trying to counter the burning feeling in her arms and face. Scrubbing frantically, she wishes to rid herself of the darkness that lingers on her skin from the touch of that wretched lunatic vampire.
~~~
About an hour later, Jay reemerges from the bathroom. Her hair is slightly damp, and she is dressed in an identical set of clothing as earlier. On her cheek over the cut is a few tiny butterfly bandages to keep the edges together. Damn scalpel... she thinks to herself, curling up in the large chair in the corner. Practically folding in on herself, she readies herself for another nap, hoping to sleep off the remaining burning. In her arms and neck, there remains a heated tingling feeling, uncomfortable, but manageable. Her cheek, on the other hand, where the ghastly had pressed his lips to take some of her blood, still burned like it had just happened.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 3:19 pm
After a few moments of sitting around doing nothing, the girl grows bored. Snatching up her messenger bag, she tosses in various pencils, and a set of cheaper Crayola coloring pencils. If she's going to sketch something unimportant, she might as well use up the cheap pencils. Slinging the fading black bag over her shoulder, she heads out of her room in search of some inspiration.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 6:57 pm
Entering her room for the third time that day, Ajaya slips in silently. With still no sign of her roommate, she moves quickly over to the slip of paper on the wall for a special order item, not sure if it would work.
A glass case, about one foot in height, 6 inches in width. Produces a freezing temperature within the glass, and a very slight change in gravity, as to keep it's contents from hitting the walls and such. Black base, thick glass. Should be cold to the touch. Placed on her desk in the corner.
Her eyes shifted to desk, waiting patiently. Ticking off the seconds, and after one blink, the described sits there, ready to hold her ice rose. She smiles faintly, walking over to carefully place the ice sculpture within. As the boy had said, it hadn't melted in her hand. Well, not really said, but you get the picture. Satisfied with herself, Ajaya exits her own room to the common room to take a nap in what she's deigned as 'her chair'. Curling up on the overstuffed chair in the corner, she pulls on her headphones for another nap. Poor girl deserves it, her day's been so messed up.
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