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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 2, 2013 22:27:51 GMT -8
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 25, 2013 0:50:17 GMT -8
This is Micah and Alex's apartment, it has many apartment type qualities, much like most apartments. This includes rooms, floors, ceilings and walls. Mmmm Apartmenty.
Smell that manly male type odour much like week old socks, those are actually month old socks.
The drapes have been done up with great care and the apartment shows signs of neglect and care in equal measure. It shows little resemblance to the apartment it once was while the doctor was in the house. The leather couch and chairs are still there but are now more shabby chic than business suave.
The couch looks slept in, which is probably because it has. The carpet had to go giving it a slight industrial feel.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 27, 2013 1:05:11 GMT -8
The rest of Micah's night was forgotten in a storm of drunken haze. He had a faint memory of him, Nora, Volya and Eve attempt to capture some kind of large bird but it may have been a dream. Another hazy recollection of bullshitting badly to Alex about dancing with Bebe or possibly just mumbling incoherently to him about fish. The rest of his actions were broken fragments that he failed to make any sense of. He may have just passed out and dreamt it all. Who needs brain injuries when you have alcohol?
When he was sufficiently awake, Micah found himself tangled up in his covers with E.R sleeping on his shoulder. He must of remembered to drink some water because his hangover wasn't too harsh, just enough to be a pain in the arse really. Then he vomited slightly in his mouth, lovely. Errgh Toothbrush time. He pulled himself out of bed, and into the bathroom for his morning stuff.
Then he grumbled his way into some clothes and headed out to grab some breakfast.
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Post by DKender on May 27, 2013 15:29:58 GMT -8
Another day, Alex entered this apartment with a valued guest (it was Ashley). Snoopi and Snowball were both hiding. They hadn't trashed the apartment too badly while he and Micah partied at El Corazon, though Alex saw a telltale wet spot in the corner of the room. He grabbed a rag and started cleaning, without interrupting his conversation. "... I lost a million dollars to these guys, but money doesn't buy jack anymore. So what happened at Pan Pac, anyway? And how does Mr. Friskers feel about a cutesy baby sister?" ((OOC: Jara, do you want to summarize them cleaning the pomeranian, or RP some of this convo? I'm cool either way.))
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 27, 2013 15:50:27 GMT -8
((We can totally rp out at least some of this)) "...A sibling for Mr. Friskers?" He asks, seeming surprised and a little concerned. "I don't think I can care for a dog, though I suppose I could do with a policedog if I needed one." He looked at the dog present...not nearly manly enough, he was sure. "Why are you asking me? Did you catch one of those street dogs?" He wondered which it was, but it must not be small.
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Post by DKender on May 27, 2013 16:34:25 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 27, 2013 16:46:50 GMT -8
"I need more company? I am happy with my house the way it is, and I worry enough about my only animal." He snorts, and then follows Alex along into the bathroom.
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Post by DKender on May 27, 2013 18:10:49 GMT -8
Ashley was avoiding the Pan Pac issue ... what happened across the street?
He opened the bathroom door and tugged Ashley inside quickly. Alex had piled some sheets in the bathtub and put the Pomeranian there, with a pail of water and kibble. "Look at her! She's really well behaved!" He picked up the dog and said, in a high, extremely goofy voice, "Mister Ashley, please take care of me until my daddy can convince my second daddy that three pets are a-okay!"
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 27, 2013 18:16:55 GMT -8
Ashley looks at Alex, and then raises an eyebrow. "...I...You better convince him to take this dog. I am not keeping her as my pet. If you are unable, I will make him." He refused to name said person by name, so deep was his...uh..love. "...I forgot you never heard what happened. We...We went to talk to their leader, and they attacked us. The Edgar man is not the President anymore. And the police are no longer a concern."
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Post by DKender on May 27, 2013 18:23:35 GMT -8
"I can be verrrry convincing." Indeed, Alex rolled his 'r'! "Heheh. It'll work out, no worries. I'm glad the police aren't going to act like highway robbers anymore ... So, have you seen Beau yet? He's back, ya know." As he spoke, Alex groomed the wild dog, which required a lot of scissor work and petting.
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 27, 2013 18:26:58 GMT -8
"If you say so." He replies, and then sits back. "He is? What happened? I assumed he left for good last time." "REH!" She did not like having her fur cut. Not one bit.
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Post by DKender on May 27, 2013 18:42:33 GMT -8
"Shhh, Elliot, it's almost over ... Yeah, Beau came back last night. But ... like, nobody's seen him. He's holed up somewhere, resting. Just figured you'd want to know." Ashley was always singing Beau's praises. Definite hero worship. "Okay, be honest. I know he's all-around better than me, but who's better looking? Me or Beau?!"
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 27, 2013 18:44:21 GMT -8
"I'm not sure if the man is human. It's hard to compare you two." He frowns. "I don't know. You two are very different looking men. Are you threatened by him, child?" He made a strange thinking face in the meantime, and put his hand in his pockets.
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Post by Dr. Jar on May 27, 2013 19:00:15 GMT -8
"I mean I think he may be some kind of spirit or something. You get so grouchy when talking about him. Did he do something to you." He's the king of grump himself, so this may be a touch of hypocriticism on his part.
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