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Post by Scarlet Rose on Dec 12, 2007 1:02:31 GMT -5
Scarlet Rose walks into her old room. Green curtains hang in the East window. In the South window a violet window seat makes a comfy alcove, perfect for thinking about life or reading. Next to the southern window is an open wardrobe, in which are numerous dresses and 4 pairs of tunics and trousers. In the north-west corner sits a twin sized bed made of cherry tree wood with a worn violet colored blanket spread across it and a plump pillow at the head. In the corner is a small fireplace, just big enough to keep the room comfortably warm in the winter.
Next to the east facing window is a small cherry tree wood desk. Sitting on it is some parchment, quills, various colors of ink in clay bottles, some shiny river stones, an assortment of shells and beads, and a blue silken diary with the initials S.R.S. embroidered on the cover in black. Above the desk is a small shelf of books including an herbal and an empty book for sketching. against the west wall by the door is a rack of gull feather tipped arrows, a long bow and a simple half basket rapier.
* Scarlet Rose sits on her bed, twirling her knife absently, apparently deep in thought.......*
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Post by tabasco on Dec 12, 2007 5:20:31 GMT -5
Sorry dear, but because of the rules (gotta follow those, yo!) there is a waiting period to get your character's application approved, /then/ you can post on the boards. So just sit tight, and one of the higher-ups will get right on your profile. Thanks!
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Post by Scarlet Rose on Dec 12, 2007 17:03:31 GMT -5
(OOC: * hits her head in aggravation* "Stupid me I always go forgeting that there is a waiting period! Sorry, old chap, I'll just sit tight right here then, wotwot?"  |
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Post by Scarlet Rose on Dec 14, 2007 20:32:37 GMT -5
(OOC: Ok, approved now! YAY!! The room is open for visitors! |
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Post by Poisonsnarl the Vicious on Mar 15, 2008 16:39:03 GMT -5
Poisonsnarl walked into Scarlet's room looking a bit distracted herself.
"Is something troubling thy mind?"
The wildcat sat down on the violet seat and pondered why she had even followed the squirrel into her bedroom. She pulled an apple from her small sidepouch and nibbled on it absentmindedly.
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Post by Scarlet Rose on Mar 16, 2008 11:40:57 GMT -5
Scarlet looked up at the wildcat that had walked into her dorm and who was now nibbling an apple sitting on the window seat. " No, not really. Me name's Scarlet Rose, you can call me Rose, what's yours?" She asks the wildcat.
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Post by Poisonsnarl the Vicious on Mar 18, 2008 19:24:30 GMT -5
"Poisonsnarl. Call me Poi."
She grinned at the beast and continued to munch the apple.
"So this is your room eh?"
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Post by Scarlet Rose on Mar 19, 2008 15:59:51 GMT -5
" It's nice to meet ya, Poi. Yes, though I just came back for a visit 'ere, I've 'ad this room for awhile." Scarlet says, smiling. She looked around the room
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Post by Poisonsnarl the Vicious on Mar 19, 2008 16:37:25 GMT -5
"Aye, my room's not all that special. It's rather plain." She smiled and relaxed a bit.
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Post by Scarlet Rose on Mar 21, 2008 21:04:00 GMT -5
"So, have you been here long?" Scarlet asks, trying to strike up a conversation with the wildcat. She herself had just arrived for a season or so, a kind of break from wandering. She relaxed, sinking back onto the familiar pillow that sat up against the bed board of her bed, into a slouched siting position. Her paws dangled down by the bed, about two inches above the newly swept floor. As she spoke, Rose fiddled with the redish amber beads that were entwined intricately in long, thin strings of gold to make a beautiful necklace that hung around her neck. (OOC:EDIT: I have two characters named Scarlet Rose, so I have decided that this Scarlet will be called Rose, and my other character Scarlet just Scarlet. |
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Post by Poisonsnarl the Vicious on Apr 1, 2008 2:11:23 GMT -5
"Since I was a babe. Born and raised a goodbeast here at the Abbey. You don't seem as though you've put off too many seasons at the Abbey. Ye don't yet seem to have put on enough weight from all the food."
Poisonsnarl laughed uproriously at her own joke, clenching her sides afraid that they would burst.
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