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WHO: Wolfram von Bielefeld {wolf_v_biel}, Tomoe Hotaru {halcyon_ruin}, OPEN
WHERE: Room 661
WHEN: Late Afternoon
SUMMARY: Wolfram has just arrived and decides it's a good idea to throw his laptop again the wall.
RATING: PG
WARNINGS: None for now.
STATUS: In-Progress
Wolfram had absolutely no idea where he was. He could have sworn he had been in his room at Blood Pledge Castle when he'd gone to bed (and what a lonely bed it was). He also was pretty sure he had been in his nightgown as well. But this place was definitely not his room, and he was certainly not in his nightgown.
The walls were a sickly yellow color, and the floor looked like it hadn't been washed in a good while. There was a small bed in the corner of the room (ew had he really been lying on that?) with a cheap looking table next to it and some...small, hand-sized object on it. In the other corner there was a...tall, metallic-looking...thing that produced sunlight. This, Wolfram was familiar with (there had been quite a few in Yuuri's house), though he couldn't remember what they were called.
A few feet away from Artificial-Sunlight-Maker-Kun (curse that Anissina) was an open door that led to what appeared to be a bathroom and a closet next to that. Across from the closet was yet another cheap piece of furniture, a vanity this time with a mirror. There was a squarish, thin black...item resting on it. He'd seen that before too, but wasn't sure where.
Curiously, the blond went over and picked it up, giving the thing a few light shakes and turning it this way and that. It suddenly fell open and Wolfram started a bit before rotating it to get a better view. The top half was black, smooth, and vaguely shiny, while the bottom half was bumpy looking and had a lot of weird symbols on it. He was positive he'd seen it now...But where?
With a shrug, Wolfram selected one of the important looking symbols and pressed. Instantly a sound similar to a small windstorm hit his ear and the previously black area suddenly lit up. Now, Wolfram prided himself on his instincts. And his instincts told him to get the hell away from the strange object, so he did.
It hit the wall with a nice, loud crash.
WHERE: Room 661
WHEN: Late Afternoon
SUMMARY: Wolfram has just arrived and decides it's a good idea to throw his laptop again the wall.
RATING: PG
WARNINGS: None for now.
STATUS: In-Progress
Wolfram had absolutely no idea where he was. He could have sworn he had been in his room at Blood Pledge Castle when he'd gone to bed (and what a lonely bed it was). He also was pretty sure he had been in his nightgown as well. But this place was definitely not his room, and he was certainly not in his nightgown.
The walls were a sickly yellow color, and the floor looked like it hadn't been washed in a good while. There was a small bed in the corner of the room (ew had he really been lying on that?) with a cheap looking table next to it and some...small, hand-sized object on it. In the other corner there was a...tall, metallic-looking...thing that produced sunlight. This, Wolfram was familiar with (there had been quite a few in Yuuri's house), though he couldn't remember what they were called.
A few feet away from Artificial-Sunlight-Maker-Kun (curse that Anissina) was an open door that led to what appeared to be a bathroom and a closet next to that. Across from the closet was yet another cheap piece of furniture, a vanity this time with a mirror. There was a squarish, thin black...item resting on it. He'd seen that before too, but wasn't sure where.
Curiously, the blond went over and picked it up, giving the thing a few light shakes and turning it this way and that. It suddenly fell open and Wolfram started a bit before rotating it to get a better view. The top half was black, smooth, and vaguely shiny, while the bottom half was bumpy looking and had a lot of weird symbols on it. He was positive he'd seen it now...But where?
With a shrug, Wolfram selected one of the important looking symbols and pressed. Instantly a sound similar to a small windstorm hit his ear and the previously black area suddenly lit up. Now, Wolfram prided himself on his instincts. And his instincts told him to get the hell away from the strange object, so he did.
It hit the wall with a nice, loud crash.