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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 19:43:03 GMT -5
"Sure." she said, turning to follow him.
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Post by Milk on May 24, 2007 19:49:57 GMT -5
Yoru led her and about 4 other people down a narrow staircase that's hidden behind a dumpster. Once the 5 guests had gone down the stairs, he closed the hidden door, putting them in complete darkness. After about a moment of darkness, a light switched on to reveal a door in front of them. Yoru opened it and let them in. The inside store was actually kind of nice. The carpet was a blood red color, and the walls were stone with posters of people of all sorts, bands, and other miscellaneous things. There was a black sofa on the left side of the room, two love seats on either side of it, then another sofa on the right side. There was a small, dark mahogany coffee table with a series of magazines and remote controls on it. On the ceiling, their sorce of light came from a gothic chandelier. There were several doors place around the room. Yoru left his guests alone for a moment and went into a room. He returned moments later with a normal cola (no bleach), one of his colas, and several other elixers and exotic looking things. "Your tabs are due." Yoru stated, handing Faith her cola. The other four nodded and pulled out wallets and checks reluctantly. Yoru motioned for Faith to follow him, while the other four got situated on sofas and loveseats and did their drugs.
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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 19:53:31 GMT -5
((*in shock*))
Faith looked around the room once more, smiling slightly, then followed Yoru.
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Post by Milk on May 24, 2007 19:55:42 GMT -5
((...why?))
Yoru led her into a room with a light brown carpet and artic blue walls. There was a fish tank in there, a foton (pull out bed. i think i spelled it wrong), and several other miscellaneous things. Yoru plopped down on the foton and opened his soda. "So how old are you, Faith?" he asked, sipping his bleach.
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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 19:58:46 GMT -5
((That's got to have been the most detailed desrciption I've ever read.))
Faith looked around the room, absent mindedly. "17." she said.
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Post by Milk on May 24, 2007 19:59:46 GMT -5
((really?))
Yoru nodded and yawned.
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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 20:00:54 GMT -5
((Yep! Plus it was an awesome desrciption, not just random ramblings like mine sometimes are.))
"How old are you?" she asked
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Post by Milk on May 24, 2007 20:01:41 GMT -5
((wow. thankies! ^^))
"...18, I guess."
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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 20:02:44 GMT -5
"You guess?" she asked, confused
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Post by Milk on May 24, 2007 20:04:21 GMT -5
Yoru shrugged. "Don't keep track. Hang on..." he said and counted on his fingers. "...yeah. 18."
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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 20:06:07 GMT -5
"Ok then..." she muttered, glancing around the room agian.
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Post by Milk on May 24, 2007 20:26:40 GMT -5
Yoru yawned and closed his eyes. He was really tired.
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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 20:27:39 GMT -5
((*wishes Faith had a marker with her*))
"Tired much?"
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Post by Milk on May 24, 2007 20:33:21 GMT -5
((lol. no. Yoru'd probably poison her...>.>))
"Yeah. I had to get up early." he replied.
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Post by Erinn on May 24, 2007 20:35:17 GMT -5
((Darn. lol))
"That sucks." she stated.
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