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[withallofmyself]

Characters: Basil and Martha
Rating: PG at it most
Time Period: Modern
Location: Castle Corridors
Relative Date: Directly after this, at the party
Status: in-progress; closed from other residents

Basil led Martha back to his room, pointing out here and there that the occupied rooms had names on the doors between the time room and his own. And which

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[notrosesshadow]

"Kitchen is good. We didn't find that yesterday... just flying monkeys and the time room," she said with a giggle.

She looked around his room taking it all in as he pointed stuff out. She moved towards the chair when he motioned to it. "That's not a problem!" she smiled at him as she sat down.

[withallofmyself]

"Oh...ah the closets...they're...something's really very unnatural about them but they always seem to have just what you're looking for inside them." He said, rummaging about for a moment inside his closet before producing the clothes he wanted. He scuttled off to the bathroom, and there was the small click of the lock. Five minutes past before the painter came out again, dressed neatly for going on a walk, with his hair combed and a great deal more composure.

[notrosesshadow]

"Interesting that the closets can do that. What's more interesting is that someone or something left a bikini for me out in the hallway while I was sleeping. And a towel."

She hummed to herself while he was changing in the bathroom. "Well, now I'm just way underdressed compared to you!" she exclaimed, looking from his neat clothes to her jeans and tee.

[withallofmyself]

"Oh..well...different times, I suppose." Basil said, shrugging. "I-I imagine you're a good deal more comfortable than any of the young women where I'm from." He joked, getting his phone and cigarette case and putting them in his pockets.

"Shall we go?" He asked, getting the door for her.

[notrosesshadow]

She gave him a small, sympathetic smile and looked about the room again. She absentmindedly reached into her pocket and pulled out the phone.

"Um... Change of subject Basil, how good are you with the phones?"

[withallofmyself]

"Terrible." He admitted. "I usually leave mine in my room, you see, because I haven't a very good idea of how to use them." But he had his with him, because he had promised Gray, so he took it out of his pocket and showed her. "One of the residents showed me a few basic things though. Like how to message everyone at once."

[notrosesshadow]

She thought back to the note from the front. She had the universal code, and she could probably figure out how to message everyone. What she wasn't sure of though was, "Do you know how to find one's own frequency? Like, if I wanted to give my number out so people wouldn't have to send a Universal Transmission to find me, where do I find my number?"

[withallofmyself]

Basil nodded and showed her on the phone the way Kate had showed him how to find his own number. "You may put mine in too, i-if you like. I cannot promise I'll answer as I usually leave it beside my bed. I confess, I've not much use for the strange little thing and it unnerves me."