It's fitting, living here. Guy on the top floor and herself on the bottom. Arisia isn't entirely sure why but there is a sense of symmetry to the arrangement that appeals to her.
She and Guy went out shopping to buy all of these things for her apartment. She's not sure how she's going to repay him. How ever it will be she knows it won't be money. Guy would never hear of it. She'll probably bake him cookies or something. For months. If she can remember how to make cookies.
It's been a long time.
Everything in her bedroom is set up, managing to make it airy and light, even in the basement apartment. The kitchen is something she'll deal with later. With Warriors right above her, she's not too concerned about that.
Currently, she's sitting in her living room wrinkling her nose at the bookshelf she's putting together. It's not quite working out how she thinks it should. Yes, she could just put it together with her ring but... that's not the point, now, is it?
There is muttering audible through the door as she calls out in Interlac, "S'not locked, come in." It's a safe bet who ever is visiting knows the language. Not too many people know she's here. Let alone are likely to come visiting.
In one hand she has a hammer and in the other are what must be directions. She's giving the bookcase a glare as she's kneeling on the floor next to the some what assembled object. Her hair has fallen into her face and she's wearing an Warriors shirt she must have found somewhere and a pair of jeans, she's shortened to something closer to Daisy Dukes. And as ususal there are a pair of tall cunky heeled boots covering her legs.
It's probably quite a sight - reactions to which depending on the mood of the viewer, likely.
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She and Guy went out shopping to buy all of these things for her apartment. She's not sure how she's going to repay him. How ever it will be she knows it won't be money. Guy would never hear of it. She'll probably bake him cookies or something. For months. If she can remember how to make cookies.
It's been a long time.
Everything in her bedroom is set up, managing to make it airy and light, even in the basement apartment. The kitchen is something she'll deal with later. With Warriors right above her, she's not too concerned about that.
Currently, she's sitting in her living room wrinkling her nose at the bookshelf she's putting together. It's not quite working out how she thinks it should. Yes, she could just put it together with her ring but... that's not the point, now, is it?
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"Arisia?" he calls.
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In one hand she has a hammer and in the other are what must be directions. She's giving the bookcase a glare as she's kneeling on the floor next to the some what assembled object. Her hair has fallen into her face and she's wearing an Warriors shirt she must have found somewhere and a pair of jeans, she's shortened to something closer to Daisy Dukes. And as ususal there are a pair of tall cunky heeled boots covering her legs.
It's probably quite a sight - reactions to which depending on the mood of the viewer, likely.
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"Hey," he greets simply. He opens his mouth as though he's going to say more... then he stops short, and says nothing else.
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