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 Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 6:41 am
Vanslaz's condominium is actually just a floor below his office, on the 38th floor of the Mercenary building. At first glance the front door was just another office building. But due to Van's connections the inside was much larger than what it seemed to be.
Upon first walking into the Condo one would see a normal office. Complete with Vanslaz's specialized desk: built in holographic computer system, his cyber-gloves that allowed him to type the holographic keyboard; also his hovering desk chair, which had many little additions in itself as well. There were four other normal seats across from Van's desk, usually these were empty... he never had many visitors.
To the right of the main office was a kitchen, it was simple... Vanslaz didn't need much, and if it wasn't quick enough he got bored. A simple fridge, a microwave, a toaster, and an oven. He had no stove-top... cooking things stove-top took too long. There WERE however plenty of cabinets, mainly filled with various knives... over half of them looked oddly like balanced kunai.
To the left of the main office was where Vanslaz slept... the whole four hours a day he needed. The other twenty hours it was kept clean and well-made. Hygeine was important to the assassin... an odd concept for one who bathed in blood half the time. A simple night-stand and a decent stereo was all that adorned the room, aside from the black walls and carpet, with those little glow-in-the-dark stars upon the walls.
Behind the main office was a bathroom, quite an extravogant bathroom as well. Everything was stainless steel, and as technical as one could get. nearly everything was automated. The stand-up shower, the toilet, the sink, even the trash-can. The only think that had to be done manually was pushing the button for your water temperature.
There was a small room that is not noticed by many immediatly to the left of the main door, this room his slightly hidden and contains Vanslaz's assassin weaponry. All sorts of knives, blades, throwing weapons, and vials of poison. The room is a stark white and the weapons glint in the light.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:00 am
Vanslaz opened his door and walked in, waiting for Sonar to follow before closing the door behind her.
"Welcome.... to my humble uh.... condominium!" The assassin said with a laugh.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:05 am
The muse stepped in behind him, taking sniffs of the room she had wandered in. No wonder why she had gotten from him the scent of that male perfume when she first met him. Her head swayed slowly from left to right, her ears tilting. "Thank you for welcoming me to your humble abode."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:14 am
He closed the door and walked out to the main room... which happened to be the office. He looked about and opened his arms to show her the area.
"This is my office... kind of a waste to have another office below my current one... but they thought it would be a good idea." He shrugged and indicated the kitchen. "The kitchen... not much there... I don't have the patience to actually cook somthing." Again another shrug and a slight frown. He indicated his room, "My room, not too much there... a bed... a nightstand... a stereo." And finally he pointed behind him. "And my bathroom... probably the most impressive room in the... condo... I like things clean, especially myself... so my bathroom reflects that."
He sat down on one of the rather confortable guest chairs and looked at the Kitsune.
"Well there's the grand tour. Not much... but livable."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:20 am
"Heh, very well. It feels rather small; can't you get a transfer somewhere else, or are you comfortable where you are, hm?" Sonar still stood in front of Vanslaz, her metallic eyes capturing the light, bouncing his reflection in the headband.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:25 am
"It is rather small yes. If I wanted I could get a transfer... but I'm hardly ever here... so the short amount of time I am here it is fine for my tastes. Sol and his... customers... keep me busy, mainly with delivering packages, information gathering, things of that sort." Van's eerily bright eyes gazed into her metallic ones and held it's place there.
"What about you? What do you do when you are not following Homicide Party around? I heard you are well with music and the arts of that sort."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:34 am
"Well, when I am not with my master, I am either writing, painting, drawing, singing, and the like. I also go to visit my mother," she explained, nodding. "But when I am with my master, I merely do what I do in my spare time. I believe he finds my presence quite relaxing when I play for him. When he needs me to, though, I am his eyes, or another knife he has on the shelf."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:39 am
"Quite the artist of many arts aren't you? Visit your mother? That isn't somthing you hear too often in this building... although... given the chance I would probably visit my parents too." He shrugged and raised an eyebrow at her last statement. "That's rather ironic... I assume you mean 'his eyes' in a symbolic sence? It would be natural... a creative artist sees the symbolism in all things." He gave her a smile and rocked in the chair slowly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:46 am
A giggle trickled from Sonar's lips. "That's very flattering. But I am just a mere muse...what do I know of the world?" She was tired of this standing up.....her tail flicked around, quizically. "Might I have a chair or something to sit in, please?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:54 am
Vanslaz immediatly jumped up and almost tackled her in his urgency... unfortuantly in his urgency he tapped his speed power and was a visible blur, or just a smear of ki energy.
"Oh my goodness... I have completely forgotten my manners, not offering a seat to a lady, and a guest a that! Dear Van, where has your mind gone to. Of course my dear miss sonar, please sit here, it's quite the chair if I do say so myself."
He led her to his own hover chair... there were more gadgets and knobs than a tech genius would know what to do with, and cousion so comfortable it seemed like you were sitting on clouds.
"I wouldn't suggest pushing too many things... I don't know what half of em do... I DO know however that this nice blue button here makes a heavenly chocolate milkshake. Again please forgive me, I make it a point to be as hospitible to my guests as possible... especially the beautiful ones." he said with a small wink as he took his seat in one of the smaller chairs across the desk.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:05 am
"Chocolate milkshake....oro, what's that?" Sonar nodded to Van, taking her seat in his chair. Ooooh, the fuzzy, lucious pillows that supported her were much more comfortable here than even in her room, or any chair in the Blood Riot Tower. A gentle croon slipped out from her, her ears lowering in exquisite pleasure.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:09 am
"Oh dear... you dont know what a chocolate milkshake is... it's basicly a frozen milk-base beverage flavoured with crushed choco beans and sugar." He smiled at her obvious liking of his chair and pushed the little blue button to create a chocolate milkshake for himself. He took a sip and smiled and offered a taste to her.
"It's really quite good if you like frozen milk drinks... or if you are curious."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:21 am
"Hnn...I will try this....drink..."
With her lengthy fingers, she held the chocolate concoction. Sonar pursed her lips against the container, taking a gulp.
".......Wow....I've never had anything like this before!! How is such a thing like this made? What is the history of this creation?!" Her charcoal-dabbed ears bolted to the ceiling. "This is quite a scrumptious item!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:42 am
Van watched, eagerly awaiting to see if she liked it or not. At her reaction he jumped and fell to the floor, laughing with one of the rare moments of happiness he felt.
"Ho dear... goodness.... well I'm not sure the exact history of it. But it is a classical item of refreshment to humans for years. Generations actually. So far from what I know is Milk is mixed with cream to create a semi-solid concoction called 'ice-cream'. From here flavors can be added from various natural extracts, such as mint, chocolate, vanilla being the most common. From here merely more milk is added to make it a more liquid dencity. That's about all my knowledge on the subject. But it makes me happy you are enjoying it."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 9:15 am
Where are your manners, child!? He should have some, too. He did offer you a drink, you know. "Heh, heh, heh....that's very interesting...and very tasty..oh, I appologize for me wolfishly snatching your drink from you." Her hands held out the milkshake, a childish grin beaming from her face.
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