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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 2:31 pm
This dorm belongs to:
Imiko & Vashiel
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 4:52 pm
Imiko came running to her room. Though the first time she'd been there, there'd been no nameplate, she saw it held both her and Vashiel's name. She let out a laugh and looked inside once more. On her side of the room, her simple bed sat against a corner, and on his lay the coffin. At first she hadn't been sure why it was there, but at least there was an explaination for it now.
The room was painted a dark midnight blue, and had silver vertical stripes every half foot or so. A Victorian type window, complete with a windowseat, stood in the middle of the room, and a blue persian carpet graced the middle of the wooden floor. A T.V. sat beside the door that she had had dropped off before she arrived, a dresser for her on her side. Her dresser was of a deep mahogany, and her over-packed huge suitcase waited by her bed to be unpacked. Perfectly game for this, she opened it, and pulled her guitar case out, and set it in the other corner of the room, not waiting to see if Vashiel had followed her in. She began loading her clothes into the dresser.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 5:16 pm
Vashiel walked into the room his mouth open in surprise that he was sharing a room with Imiko. He closed his mouth when he realized the she had beat him there. Great not thing would get really awkward for him. He went b his bed and summoned his stuff onto the room from the pocket of darkness that was holding it. He had to admit he liked the decor and the coffin was a nice touch.
"Well I guess we are roomies, who's bright idea was this? Are you alright with this? Even with all the tension I accidentally caused? But what is really surprising is that you didn't try changing the name out there to say Imiko and Chikan-san."
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 5:44 pm
Imiko tilted her head at him, lifting a brow. "What tension? You're really weird," She said, laughing and throwing something at his head at random... It was her panties. "I'll be needing those back, by the way." She cooly grabbed them from atop his head where they'd landed and continued loading all her clothes in. At the bottom of her suitcase, a little squished but none the worse for the wear, were her laptop, her Ipod, and her score book. The scorebook held only guitar tabs, since she couldn't read music, but it could be noted they were all handwritten. Some of them were songs either by Miyavi or other guitarists, and some were completely her own composition. She had actually sat and listened to the songs she really liked and written and played out the tabs behind them. Under the songbook was a small jewlery box- a simple box meant to hold a necklace. She gently touched it with her fingertips, a sad smile on her face. She deposited it into her dresser, then turned to face Vashiel. "Good thing I already know what you look like naked or this would be awkward when it came time for using the bathroom!" She looked to the side at a discreet door that would be their shared bathroom.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 6:05 pm
"And what about the other way around? If we share this room wouldn't that mean that I have to be the one that has to avert my gaze? Not that there is much to see, but still."
Vashiel did not even react to the panties on his head they were nothing special just a pair of boy shorts. Plus they were clean so nothing icky to worry about.
"But since you are so open with already seeing me nude don't mind if I make myself at home."
With that Vashiel took off his shirt and his pants leaving himself in only his boxers. He had a thin athletic build, which he was proud of. He then sat down on a near by chair and relaxed just to see what her reaction would be.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 6:12 pm
Not to be outdone, Imiko stripped as well to her underwear as well (though they were the boyshorts, so it really wasn't that much). Her chest could be a mirror image of his in build- there wasn't any evidence of breasts at all. She still had a small tube-type bra without straps on, however. Tattoos ran up her belly. on her ribs and across her collar bone as well, and when she turned a bunch of kanji was written on her back, which might as well have been a scroll. The bra she was wearing slowly tapered in the back so it was thin enough to show they ran uninterrupted down her whole back. Reaching into the dresser, she grabbed some PJs and went into the bathroom. "Dibs."
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 6:29 pm
"Go ahead, even though I would have suggested we share it. After all if you will be calling me a pervert I might as well play along with the role until you stop."
Vash stuck out his tongue at Imiko just teasing her a bit. He was going to leave her alone and just put his things away and see what kind of channels they got on the TV.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 6:36 pm
Imiko took a shower for a long time- she was in there 30 minutes. She finally came back out again, dressed in her pjs, her hair dangling in clumps, dry enough not to drip, but not not much beyond that. She looked over at Vashiel. "All yours," She said, depositing what she'd been wearing in her suitcase, which would become her laundry basket.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 6:44 pm
Vashiel got up and began to walk to the bathroom. He had a change of clothes in his hand which he threw into the bathroom before he decided to return the favour to Imiko and he took off his boxers, though did not turn around. He threw them backwards at her but then slipped into the washroom before she could react. Though he did yell back at her through the door.
"Keep them, consider them a moving in gift I got more than enough pairs to spare."
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 6:47 pm
The opportunity had come! An evil grin crossed Imiko's face. She slipped to the door of the bathroom, listening for the start of a shower. She slowly opened the door, then quickly reached out, flushed the toilet, and ran out. She sat on her bed, waiting for the resulting water that would be at inferno temperatures. It was a simple prank, but it was the first she'd got to pull off. The prankster officially had marked her first victim!
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 6:58 pm
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW"
The hot water his Vashiel with a surprise and completely burned him. He slammed his body against the wall and waited for the temperature to go down before he took a deep breath and after calming himself...
"IMIKO! You juvenile prank monkey! I swear I will get you back for this."
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 9:57 pm
"Says you!" Imiko responded, shouting through the door at him, a giggle in her voice. She skipped to the T.V. and changed it to an anime channel. Ouran Highschool was starting- she'd already seen the whole series, but that didn't matter to her. She absolutely loved it- it was one of the best highschool animes she had seen. She sang along as the opening song began, her voice melding in with that of the singer.
"Kizukeba itsu de mo soba ni iru keredo
Honto wa kirai? Suki? Mousou na no?
Jibun no kimochi ga kuria ni mietara
Redii de mo Hosuto de mo kamawanai yo
Suki ni natteku riyuu wa minna
Chigau yo ne kedo maybe you're my love!"
Her voice followed through the song, clear and precise in hitting the notes. Though her voice wasn't the greatest or nearly as well trained as her guitar playing, it was pleasant to listen to. As the opening credits ended, she ran up to her bed, jumped on top of it, and sat with her hair hanging wet and limp around her face, her bangs carelessly pushed to the side and her arms wrapped around her knees.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 9:03 am
Vashiel finished his shower and dressed into the clothes he brought. They were actually a pair of black silk PJs with his name embroidered on the shirt. He walked out and saw that Imiko was watching some TV and from the look of the show it did not seem too bad. It did have some freak in a dark hooded robe so it might be interesting. He went over to the bed and sat down next to Imiko.
"Mind if I join you?"
While watching the show though he kept stealing glances at her, though he knew she probably noticed so he decided to give her an explanation.
"Sorry for the looks I'm giving you, it's just that the way you are now it makes you really look like a girl."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 7:51 pm
Imiko had responded with a 'yes' to his words about joining her. As she kept her eyes on the screen, blinking every now and then, she started at him saying she actually looked like a girl. She slowly looked over at him, and let out a laugh. "I hope so. I'm not purposely keeping the same posture as a guy anymore." She looked back at the screen in time to see Hikaru and Kaoru shine a light at Nekozawa, who went running with the scream, "MURDERERS!!"
Imiko fell over backwards laughing. It didn't matter how much she saw it- that scene was just classic. She laughed at it everytime. The first time she'd seen it she'd been hysterical with giggles- as soon as she would stop giggling, she'd start up again.
"I LOVE that part!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:13 pm
Vashiel continued watching the show slightly entertained by it until he finally realized what the plot revolved around...
"Wait, that brown hair dude is actually a chick isn't she? Well now I know why you like the show. Still it is entertaining. I approve."
Vashiel took this time of distraction to slide a bit closer to Imiko and actually laid his head down on her shoulder, he hoped he was being sly enough that she would not mind his moves.
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