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Post by Uni on Jan 14, 2007 20:48:57 GMT -5
Idena rolled her eyes when she saw the state of the room. Didn’t Zeyan ever clean? Sighing in resentment and resignation, Idena started to pick up the room. First discarded pieces of clothing, then dusty items along shelves caught Idena’s eye. Four hundred years of dust on some things. How did Zeyan live… or not, as the case may be, like this? Idena’s nose was twitching. Well, seeing as she and Amori were going to have to stay, she might as well make it bearable to walk through the rooms without sneezing so much you couldn’t see. Idena had already stripped her room bare… She and Amori were going to have to teach Zeyan how to clean, if not for their own sake, for all those who followed after them.
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 14, 2007 20:52:18 GMT -5
((...If they don't kill him first... XP Or if I don't find a way to kill him first... -attempts to reach through the screen
it doesn't work-))
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Post by Uni on Jan 14, 2007 20:53:12 GMT -5
((... Shush! Mar, that's a secret... -shifty eyes-))
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 14, 2007 20:54:12 GMT -5
((Erm..? -has no idea what is a secret, but shushes anyway- ^-^;  ) |
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 14, 2007 20:56:26 GMT -5
((You know what you could have named this thread? Home Is Where The Filth Is.))
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Post by Fear on Jan 14, 2007 20:57:19 GMT -5
Zeyan knocked on the doorframe, seeing as the door was already open. "hey Idena, sorry about all the dust and grime...I just moved in." he of course neglected to mention how he had acquired the place.
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Post by Uni on Jan 14, 2007 20:58:56 GMT -5
((Never even thought of that Mar...))
Idena ignored him, and got on with cleaning. She was not going to ask. She did throw a pair of pants at Zeyan's head though. If you're so sorry, help clean up. She rolled her eyes.
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Post by Fear on Jan 14, 2007 21:13:08 GMT -5
"Yes ma'am." Zeyan chuckled, tearing the tattered pants into a rg which he used to start dusting the furniture.
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Post by Uni on Jan 14, 2007 21:15:36 GMT -5
Don't use a rag! He knew nothing. It just spreads the dust and dirt around! At least dry, like you have it. Go put some water on it, just enough so it's damp, and find a bucket, and fill that with water too! I prefer not to walk on such a dirty floor. Icgh! She picked up another shirt, and tossed it into a pile. She'd do the laundry in a bit.
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Post by Fear on Jan 14, 2007 21:17:52 GMT -5
Zeyan shrugged and did as he was told, coming back with the rag wetted, a bucket of water, and he brought a map and broom incase she'd need either.
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Post by Amaranth on Jan 14, 2007 21:18:31 GMT -5
((I hate him. So much.))
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Post by Fear on Jan 14, 2007 21:19:47 GMT -5
(lol hes not that bad...)
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Post by Uni on Jan 14, 2007 21:19:50 GMT -5
Get to work! She glared at him, hands on hips. Use the broom to push the dirt into a small pile, and then sweep it into a dust pan. Did you get that? Do that first. She picked up a arm load of laundry. I will be outside. Get me when you're finished.
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Post by Fear on Jan 14, 2007 21:21:17 GMT -5
Zeyan nodded and went to work.
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Post by Uni on Jan 14, 2007 21:26:04 GMT -5
Idena watched him for a moment, just to make sure, before she stepped outside to wash the cloths. Even if they weren't Zeyan's, they seemed like they might fit him. He needed something other than black and gray to wear. She started to hum to herself, letting her mind wandered and expand slowly.
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