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| Room 133; Raven's Room | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 29 2013, 07:17 PM (696 Views) | |
| Raven Blackblood | Sep 29 2013, 07:17 PM Post #1 |
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![]() Raven's room is pretty large the colors are not usually the ones she wear. She usually keeps it neat but sometimes she honestly can't be stuffed. Through the entrance, there is a small living room with a simple couch and TV, next to a four poster bed, opposite the study desk where she does her homework and other hobbies. Further in, there was a large space used for pretty much anything and than, obscured from view. A large bathroom. Edited by Raven Blackblood, Sep 30 2013, 03:04 PM.
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| Raven Blackblood | Sep 30 2013, 05:56 PM Post #21 |
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"You know what." The female growled softly, pushing raven bangs out of her eyes, she swiftly walked over to the other side of the room. Putting as much distance as she can between him, she did not want to deal with Kashmir when he is like this. "How are you feeling?" She asked, figuring this question won't do any harm. |
| Kashmir Tarmaninov | Sep 30 2013, 06:03 PM Post #22 |
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"Why the distance?" He sighed, flopping back onto her bed and grinning at the ceiling, putting his hand behind his head. "If you come over here, you might find out." Kashmir kidded to the stoic woman, enjoying her reactions. |
| Raven Blackblood | Sep 30 2013, 06:08 PM Post #23 |
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"Jesus christ!" The woman exclaimed in a loud outburst, she immediately frowned, looks like the alcohol hasn't quite left her system yet. But, no one, no one goes onto her bed. She stormed over, yanking Kashmir roughly up by his towel and threw him off her bed, immediately sitting on top of it. "Do that one more time," She hissed ominously, "and it won't be pretty." |
| Kashmir Tarmaninov | Sep 30 2013, 06:19 PM Post #24 |
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Catching her hand as she pulled him up, Kashmir leaned back and let go of her momentarily to press the play button for music on the computer, a deep house melody with a strong bass and the hint of dubstep frequencies filling the air at a medium volume. "Who said I liked it pretty?" The blonde-haired man chortled. Completely out of the blue, the Russian male smirked at the shorter woman, skin still slightly damp on hers. "Care to dance?" He asked Raven, supporting her at the waist with his hand. |
| Raven Blackblood | Sep 30 2013, 06:26 PM Post #25 |
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She let out a soft burst of surprise as she felt his arms enveloped her. The moist from his skin dampened her clothing slightly, and she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do now. She was most definitely not made out for this she almost groaned at the thought of dancing, only god knows when was the last time she dance. Probably never. “Get off me, Kashmir.” The female let out low growl, her lithe body tensing up as she elbowed the male sharply in the ribs. |
| Kashmir Tarmaninov | Sep 30 2013, 06:36 PM Post #26 |
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Stepping back and wincing, he sighed, leaving the music to play. "Oh well, seems she's not a dancer? Well, the do say the quietest ones are the loudest elsewhere." Kashmir hummed in thought, turning the volume down slightly and rubbing the spot she'd elbowed— most likely a fresh bruise for the morning. |
| Raven Blackblood | Sep 30 2013, 06:40 PM Post #27 |
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She eyed him warily anyways, but still sitting on the bed. |
| Kashmir Tarmaninov | Sep 30 2013, 06:42 PM Post #28 |
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Taking a seat on the chair instead, Kashmir yawned, rolling his shoulders back to loosen the tense feeling in his muscles. "You really are no fun." |
| Raven Blackblood | Sep 30 2013, 06:47 PM Post #29 |
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She snorted lightly, before lying back on the bed. Her green orbs staring up at the ceiling with a silver of hurt in them. She knows she shouldn't care, and most of time she doesn't and this was a new and strange feeling for her. She continued to stare up with an almost sad expression in her eyes as she though back to her ruined childhood. |
| Kashmir Tarmaninov | Sep 30 2013, 06:54 PM Post #30 |
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Leaning back in the chair, he looked at Raven quietly for a few moment before asking "What're you thinking about?" Her deeply thoughtful expression made him curious as to what could make one drift away so quickly. 'Probably memories...' the Tarmaninov male though silently, before the question arose, 'Should I really be prying into matters that aren't mine?' The drunken thoughts arose though, shoving away his slowly returning level-headed demeanour. Maah, you're curiosu, ain't ya'? Too late, you've already asked.' |
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