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paixaorpg2010-05-29 09:44 pm
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Stand in the Place Where You Live [Active/Open]
Character(s): Lottie, open
Content: Miss LaBouff is hoping to hire some people to help her move into her new home.
Setting: Promenade Terrace
Time: Afternoon, Week 21
Warnings: None
Lottie was accustomed to the finer things in life. It wasn't so much that she demanded them (...okay, maybe she did) but that they were so often just...there. She was simply born into a lifestyle of riches that she was starting to realize she took for granted. Case in point: the house she now stood in front of.
It was a nice house. In fact, better than a lot of people might have been able to afford in their own worlds. In Lottie's eyes, however, something was...lacking. There wasn't an intricate iron fence or a winding driveway or even some stately columns! Goodness, there was only one story! But as spoiled as Lottie was, she was also surprisingly adaptable and stubbornly optimistic. So she stood in front of her new, average home, surrounded by furniture that she'd bought and waited for the friendly people she'd hoped would show to lend her a hand.
Content: Miss LaBouff is hoping to hire some people to help her move into her new home.
Setting: Promenade Terrace
Time: Afternoon, Week 21
Warnings: None
Lottie was accustomed to the finer things in life. It wasn't so much that she demanded them (...okay, maybe she did) but that they were so often just...there. She was simply born into a lifestyle of riches that she was starting to realize she took for granted. Case in point: the house she now stood in front of.
It was a nice house. In fact, better than a lot of people might have been able to afford in their own worlds. In Lottie's eyes, however, something was...lacking. There wasn't an intricate iron fence or a winding driveway or even some stately columns! Goodness, there was only one story! But as spoiled as Lottie was, she was also surprisingly adaptable and stubbornly optimistic. So she stood in front of her new, average home, surrounded by furniture that she'd bought and waited for the friendly people she'd hoped would show to lend her a hand.
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The scruffy man walked back outside, to see what else he could bring inside. He spotted a large glass table. He took some of the glass parts out and carried the frame with the other arm. Wolf glanced upward at the house knowing, that there will probably be a lot more stuff to put in, he breathed, “At least we got a guy who has super strength, makes our job a lot more easier.”
Wolf called out to Lottie, “Hey! If you want to, I can make some lemonade for all of us once we’re done moving everything inside.”