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Post by Varian on Feb 14, 2008 20:00:24 GMT -5
Selaina eventually made it to her room with poor Puck in tow, eagerly opening the door to the bizarre world which she called her room. Almost every available space was taken up by some form of clothing or clothes based accessory, including perhaps the worlds largest floordrobe, other than a neatly organised corner around her desk that was piled with a few stacks of paper from her research.
Upon entering the room she very carefully moved through her floordrobe and over the the bed that was just as eloquent as the others to be found in the house. She ploped herself down on it and motioned Puck over as her gaze quickly rant he length of the room, trying to discern where what she wanted would be.
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Post by Milo on Feb 14, 2008 20:34:32 GMT -5
Puck shuffled into the room and regarded the clothes as if they'd done him a great, personal injustice. Most of them had, in fact. He picked his way across the room, carefully avoiding the piles of clothes as if they'd leap up and plant themselves on him at the briefest contact. He finally made it to the bed and sat down heavily.
"What have you got in mind, Sel?" He asked suspiciously. "I know when you're up to something."
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Post by Varian on Feb 16, 2008 11:18:43 GMT -5
Selaina hummed happily to herself sliding off the bed to start rummaging through one of the clothes piles. Her hands nimbly dug through the assorted mass of clothes, which to the untrained eye were not organised in any conceivable manner, though Selaina knew where to find anything she owned in these piles.
"Now, now, we can't very well go and hunt without the right clothes. Besides I promise it won't be anything you'll dislike and you've been away for a good while." she told him as she disappeared deeper into the clothes pile. Of course the fact that he'd left partly to get a break from her little games didn't really register in her mind.
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