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Room 501, Saturday Morning
Jan. 19th, 2008 02:47 amWell, this was a room that Axel certainly wasn't familiar with. In fact, the whole place was really something new.
For a guy who could travel with a nod of his head and a swirl of darkness, that was really saying a lot.
Naturally, the first thing he did was dig through the nightstand nearest to him. Why not? Right. Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, some sort of business suit, cellphone, wallet- he pocketed those last two. Again, why not? And then he looked around the room some more.
When he finally had it memorized, he casually stretched his arms and sat down on the edge of the bed that he had woken up in. Not bad. Not bad.
[[Yo! Establishy, unless the roomie wants to WTF!]]
For a guy who could travel with a nod of his head and a swirl of darkness, that was really saying a lot.
Naturally, the first thing he did was dig through the nightstand nearest to him. Why not? Right. Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, some sort of business suit, cellphone, wallet- he pocketed those last two. Again, why not? And then he looked around the room some more.
When he finally had it memorized, he casually stretched his arms and sat down on the edge of the bed that he had woken up in. Not bad. Not bad.
[[Yo! Establishy, unless the roomie wants to WTF!]]
