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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 4, 2012 13:06:43 GMT -8
Anna's apartment is a one bedroom, very small apartment. The walls are decorated with various anarcho-punk bands posters, some Banksy artwork and a signed, vintage Rage Against the Machine poster. She's got some interesting African tribal tchotchkes and pseudo voodoo dolls, and some various self defense weapons like brass knuckles, small knives, mace and a taser. The clothes in her closet are almost entirely black except for a few military jackets, and would only fit a rather tiny person. Her fridge is filled with PBR, a few doggy-bags from fancy restaurants, soy sauce, and fancy health waters from Whole Foods. All apartments have a small balcony, Anna's view is partially blocked by very tall buildings but she can see down to the street.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 4, 2012 13:48:06 GMT -8
It was 9:45 PM.
Anna microwaved some old boxes of takeout on one of four plates she owned. Anna - "Who wants.. um, vegan tofu scramble? I call this dim sum, but someone can eat these green peppers for me. Also uh... whatever this is. It was really fancy on Tuesday. I think it's... chicken."
Jackson had been checking in on everyone's health/well-being and was now gathering all of Anna's decorative candles and getting them lit in case of another power outage.
Jackson- "I'm vegan but someone who's hungrier can have it. I might eat the green peppers if no one wants them."
Anna - "Wow, how do you have any muscles with just soy? Oh well, vegan stuff is good for the planet and shit. Who wants a PBR? Let's not get wasted but I need one pumped in me intravenously at this point."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 4, 2012 14:14:23 GMT -8
Also in this room are James, Eric, Luke, Kaito, Sarah, Patti, and any PCs that want to be. Eric and James are talking furiously in Chinese. Kaito is sitting on the couch rubbing his temples. Luke is slumped in the corner. Kaito- "Beer? Yes, please. Thank you ma'am."
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Post by DKender on Oct 4, 2012 16:58:08 GMT -8
As people settled down, Alex wandered towards Anna's place. He planned to stuff himself with food before showering and raiding the colonel's closet for a shirt. The young woman's apartment was decked out like that creepy Ripley's Believe it or Not Odditorium exhibit, the one that gave him nightmares about shrunken heads. Was she a Satanist? Weren't all punks some sort of Satanist/anarchist/somethingist?
Anxiously, he touched his crucifix. A drop of blood had dried on Jesus's little upturned face. Alex cleaned it vigorously with his finger. Blood, blood everywhere. How many blood-borne illnesses did he pick up during the fight? Oh, God. What if he caught lupus or sickle cell? No, no. He couldn't worry about that now.
Was that a voodoo doll? Good lord.
Alex decided to hold his tongue. If Anna could kick open a door, she'd have no trouble kicking his impolite ass. Anyway, that microwaved food smelled REALLY good. Alex heavily dropped onto the couch beside the bottle-blonde man and stretched. "Please, I’ll eat anything!" he called out. "But most especially that chicken. If nobody wants it." Should he ask for a beer, too? Go for it. "And a beer, please!"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 4, 2012 17:16:48 GMT -8
Anna - "Sure thing champ."
Anna tossed Kaito and then Alex a cold beer, and put the too-hot plate of mystery chicken on the coffee table, using a skeleton-hand printed oven mitt.
Anna - "Sorry I don't have more food, I usually eat out."
She sat on a black recliner next to Jackson and across from the sofa. She had a plate of strange looking dumplings and green peppers, and had her own beer. She offered the plate to Jackson, and pointed out the green peppers, which took him about two bites to eat. The coffee table was now covered in lit candles, and the room started to smell like a strange mixture of vanilla, Nag Champa and Chinese food.
Anna - "Well, this is it I guess. Part of me says that the police are gonna come around and have a state of emergency or whatever, but I somehow doubt it. Wonder when the power's going to go out... "
Jackson - "I think if we can wait until morning, it will be a lot better. I can't imagine those ghost things flying around in the day time."
Anna - "Maybe... Hey what all do you guys do? Alex, you a student? I go to Cornish. "
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Post by DKender on Oct 4, 2012 18:16:15 GMT -8
Alex took a deep chug of beer and made a face. He'd tried beer before, sure, but it never tasted any sweeter. Really, he preferred wine. And not good wine, either. He liked the cheap wine he'd had regularly since First Communion."Cornish, huh?" He smiled. "You’re an artist?" Maybe she danced. That'd be great. "I'm a student, uh huh. Probably going to major in English or something. It's not that important. Really, I'm getting a degree for my parents, and it's nice to still be involved with sports. I once thought I'd become a fireman after graduation, and be part of the firefighter baseball team, but seems like that won't happen anymore.”
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 4, 2012 20:35:08 GMT -8
Tab Patti sighed. She couldn't keep pacing about like a hyena. At the same time, she couldn't stop worrying. Socialize. People seemed to be congregating in the kitchen. As she approached, the smells emanating from the microwave made her gag. She was never going to have potstickers or coconut cream pie at Dahlia again. Maybe she could hold out until morning. She had one of those pies in her freezer. Tab Socialize. "I'm gonna go check on the others, make sure things are going smoothly." That's not socializing. She headed out into the hall and saw Ben stepping out into the hallway. Tab "Hey. Everything quiet so far? I don't know about you, but I doubt I get much sleep tonight."
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Post by Gillsing on Oct 4, 2012 22:09:50 GMT -8
Ben- "Yeah, it's quiet, but we're going to open up more apartments to find more bathrooms. And mattresses and pillows and stuff. And clothes! For those who need new ones after showering." Ben hadn't been splattered by much blood, but his shoes and the lower parts of his pants were stained with dried blood from the floor of the Westlake Center, from when they had blocked the entrance. Since the blood had already dried, he figured it could wait until later. And finding shoes that would fit as well as his own didn't seem likely.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 4, 2012 22:17:34 GMT -8
( Micah will try the Colonel's son's place with Nat, but since they will bump into these guys. I will place it here.) Micah- "No worries, I'll wait outside." Micah meandered out of the empty apartment, to find Pattie and Ben chatting about getting supplies. Micah cringed, of course everyone would be around when he was half-naked. Micah's face reddened even more and he looked at his feet."Uh I suppose you wouldn't mind if Nat and I came along, I kinda need some clothing. I can cook something for you guys too, if you don't want to eat whatever the other's are having."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 4, 2012 22:36:46 GMT -8
NOTE-- All y'all standing around in the hall, go to the standing around in the hall thread! ;D
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Post by Gillsing on Oct 4, 2012 22:48:32 GMT -8
(I'll just throw this in before going there then.)
Ben- "Of course," Ben nodded to Micah. "We'll probably find some food in the other apartments too. You'll be like The Naked Chef!"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 5, 2012 18:50:47 GMT -8
Anna - "Well, ya never know, things might be hella different now, but I think being an athlete was probably never more useful than now. Yeah, glad it wasn't my senior year, or my big show would be like, in two weeks. I feel bad for those kids, all stressed out for nothing, now. I do sculpture, performance and installation and stuff. Mostly interested in performance... inspired by Butoh dance and radical anarchy and shit. "
Jackson - "Damn, art school and you live in a place like this? I know it's small but... how much does this run you? I get pretty good money and I live in a hole in Georgetown."
Anna - "Ehm... I got grandfathered in, it's not that... bad."
Anna looked a bit flustered by that line of conversation.
Anna - "Anyway, once we get this food down let's--" The room went completely dark, save for the glow of the candles. All electric hums went dead, leaving the room eerily quiet.
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Post by DKender on Oct 5, 2012 19:53:16 GMT -8
Butoh dance? Alex knew a fair bit about tango, ballet, and a couple native styles (his Mom thought he looked cute in bustles and porcupine quills), but he'd never watched anybody do the Butoh before. It sounded new-agey. He'd have to Google it later, if the internet still worked. On the lighter side, Alex was relieved that Anna supported anarchy instead of less scrupulous alternatives.
When the lights died, he groaned softly and finished his drink. The apartment was now cast in deep, amorphous shadows that fried his nerves all over again. The way they all sat around moody candles in the dark was too damn creepy for him. Like a seance. "I have to find a shirt. No shower now. No way in h ... no way I'm showering in the dark." He took a breath to calm down. "Thanks for the food. If anybody wants to come with me, that's cool." Alex was glad he'd fallen into this group of people. Much better than being alone. But honestly, without a mortal emergency, he never would have broken bread with a tattooed man, some Chinese guys, and a radical art student. He took one of the candles, navigated to the door, and then cautiously stepped into the hallway.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 5, 2012 23:58:29 GMT -8
Anna- "Where the hell does everyone keep running off to? Well, sorry anyone who didn't get fed. If you're desperate, we can go into the abyss and find something. Otherwise, we'll do it when Apollo turns the lights back on tomorrow. For now, let's cover the fire alarms, get a bright fire going, and get to sleep."
Sarah- "I'm worried about Nat. Anyone know where he is?"
Jackson- "Who was that?"
Luke- "Blond kid with glasses. Soft touch."
Basil- "Likely next door, my dear. I'll check if you'd like...?"
Sarah- "I got it. Thanks!"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 6, 2012 18:29:24 GMT -8
Micah was too busy snorting with laughter, and choking on the luke warm food to realise the source of light had just left. Damn it! It took him a while to recover from the amusement.
He grabbed hold of both bowls and attempted to make his way back to Anna's, in search of Patti. He hit his elbow several times , spilling out some of the contents of the bowls but eventually made it into the hallway. He followed the glow of candles and found Anna and the others sitting on an arrangement of couches chatting."Uh Have you guys seen Patti?"
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