Apartment #203 [O]
Mar 26, 2014 21:25:08 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2014 21:25:08 GMT -7
[OOC: Even though this thread is Open, it's, you know, an apartment. Try to have a good reason for entering haha]
[/b] I laughed nervously, before grimacing and unlocking the door with the key I had reacquired at the front desk. I breathed out in time with pushing the door open, revealing the room beyond.
I had a slew of excuses prepared for its presumed state of untidiness, but to my surprise, I found the place looking more respectable than ever. "The f-..." I was about to say, but I stopped myself short. I figured the place had been cleaned in my absence, and possibly in anticipation of my arrival. Aww. That was nice.
My bedroom was accessible via a door a little ways off to the immediate left, but in the main room along the left wall was a simple couple-meters-at-best kitchen area, a small but reasonably comfortable couch opposite it and a table with two chairs up towards the north-facing window. A door further up the left lead to the tiny bathroom. It was a pretty bland little abode, bit of black with a lot of white, but it was spacious enough to hold maybe four people reasonably before shit would get cramped. There weren't all that many indicators of it being mine, either, especially since it had been cleaned up to the point where it sort of looked like nobody had entered before. My more personal belongings were stored in my bedroom. Not that there were many.
I remembered when I had first arrived here when I was like twelve. It had seemed so large then. Now it looked pretty fucking tiny.
I crossed the threshold, squeezing through with my giant shield and all the other heavy shit I was carrying, and relinquished myself of the aegis as ever by just setting it against the wall. I'd relocate it appropriately some other time. Actually, now that I was fully home, I felt tired. I'd been traveling for fucking ever, jeez.
I moved aside from the entryway to give Kohaku room to enter and look around before engaging in the extended process of removing my greaves, which I probably wouldn't have even been suspected of wearing had it not been for the slight clink that accompanied my every step. After leaning down, untying and unstrapping I similarly set them up next to my shield, quickly building up a small armory. My bag of knives, shuriken and other assorted lethal weaponry was similarly dealt with after being removed from my hip. Standing up straighter after all those burdens had been lain aside, I felt as light as fucking air. I stretched upward, relieving some of the tension in my muscles, nearly touching the ceiling. Wasn't a very high ceiling but yanno.
This done, I looked back to Kohaku. I would have felt completely comfortable around her already (which was weird) if not for the fact that my her opinion of me was still of concern. "What's mine is yours. Even if it's not much," Again, I chuckled. "Uh..." Then I turned suddenly uncertain. Usually when home alone my giant coat-jacket would be removed, leaving only my sleeveless top and shorts underneath it, but... she was here... Dare I?
Eh, fuck it. She was my sister, even if I'd only known her half an hour.
I shrugged it off, as well. There were a couple of miscellaneous items still held within its pockets, but they were negligible. I would have hung it up in my room, but it would have felt kind of awkward to leave Ko alone, even for a moment. Thus I just draped it over the back of the sofa, the color matching almost perfectly. The feeling of my bare arms against the air was always an unusual one after wearing the heavy garment for so long. It was enough to make me feel awkward all by itself, and I folded my arms as undefensively as I could. "Sorry," I then apologized. "I would have recommended somewhere... yanno... nicer, but I kind of didn't want to carry all this stuff around with me any longer."
And then after that little monologue, I'd wait a moment to check for her reaction.[/ul][/div]
I had a slew of excuses prepared for its presumed state of untidiness, but to my surprise, I found the place looking more respectable than ever. "The f-..." I was about to say, but I stopped myself short. I figured the place had been cleaned in my absence, and possibly in anticipation of my arrival. Aww. That was nice.
My bedroom was accessible via a door a little ways off to the immediate left, but in the main room along the left wall was a simple couple-meters-at-best kitchen area, a small but reasonably comfortable couch opposite it and a table with two chairs up towards the north-facing window. A door further up the left lead to the tiny bathroom. It was a pretty bland little abode, bit of black with a lot of white, but it was spacious enough to hold maybe four people reasonably before shit would get cramped. There weren't all that many indicators of it being mine, either, especially since it had been cleaned up to the point where it sort of looked like nobody had entered before. My more personal belongings were stored in my bedroom. Not that there were many.
I remembered when I had first arrived here when I was like twelve. It had seemed so large then. Now it looked pretty fucking tiny.
I crossed the threshold, squeezing through with my giant shield and all the other heavy shit I was carrying, and relinquished myself of the aegis as ever by just setting it against the wall. I'd relocate it appropriately some other time. Actually, now that I was fully home, I felt tired. I'd been traveling for fucking ever, jeez.
I moved aside from the entryway to give Kohaku room to enter and look around before engaging in the extended process of removing my greaves, which I probably wouldn't have even been suspected of wearing had it not been for the slight clink that accompanied my every step. After leaning down, untying and unstrapping I similarly set them up next to my shield, quickly building up a small armory. My bag of knives, shuriken and other assorted lethal weaponry was similarly dealt with after being removed from my hip. Standing up straighter after all those burdens had been lain aside, I felt as light as fucking air. I stretched upward, relieving some of the tension in my muscles, nearly touching the ceiling. Wasn't a very high ceiling but yanno.
This done, I looked back to Kohaku. I would have felt completely comfortable around her already (which was weird) if not for the fact that my her opinion of me was still of concern. "What's mine is yours. Even if it's not much," Again, I chuckled. "Uh..." Then I turned suddenly uncertain. Usually when home alone my giant coat-jacket would be removed, leaving only my sleeveless top and shorts underneath it, but... she was here... Dare I?
Eh, fuck it. She was my sister, even if I'd only known her half an hour.
I shrugged it off, as well. There were a couple of miscellaneous items still held within its pockets, but they were negligible. I would have hung it up in my room, but it would have felt kind of awkward to leave Ko alone, even for a moment. Thus I just draped it over the back of the sofa, the color matching almost perfectly. The feeling of my bare arms against the air was always an unusual one after wearing the heavy garment for so long. It was enough to make me feel awkward all by itself, and I folded my arms as undefensively as I could. "Sorry," I then apologized. "I would have recommended somewhere... yanno... nicer, but I kind of didn't want to carry all this stuff around with me any longer."
And then after that little monologue, I'd wait a moment to check for her reaction.[/ul][/div]