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Post by Sara on Jan 16, 2010 21:28:21 GMT -5
((If you saw POTC: Curse of the Black Pearl, think the governor's mansion for the general lay out for the main entrance (foyer and the few doors that lead off of it.)))
Drake landed in the front of the Victorian and allowed Sara to slide off with Sasha, who was still unconscious, before taking his Human form. He then helped Sara with the Werewolf inside. Inside, they landed him on a couch once the covering was removed. Drake left and returned moments later with some water and a cloth. Sara soaked the cloth and rang it out before placing it on Sasha's forehead.
Since Sasha appeared that he wasn't going to be coming around for a bit, Sara silently went off to explored the place she had once called home. She walked up the main stairs in the foyer and came to her room first. Sara did not know what to feel when she saw that the same bed and dresser were still in the room.
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Post by moose on Jan 17, 2010 1:25:22 GMT -5
Sasha started to stir and soon the blackness gave way to a dimly lit home of old design.
Sasha groand and rolled over, ashamed of how he acted
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Post by Sara on Jan 17, 2010 13:47:13 GMT -5
Drake found Sara still in her old room. "Sasha's conscious," he said.
"Thanks, Drake."
Sara left the room and made her way down to the living room, once a decent sized ballroom in the Victorian era, and saw that Sasha had shifted from how he had been laid.
"Are you going to talk rashly now, or are we going to have another bout of being physically sick," Sara asked, pulling the cover off of an armchair and brought the chair over to the couch before sitting in it.
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Post by moose on Jan 17, 2010 13:57:48 GMT -5
Sasha moaned
"why couldnt you just leave me in that gutter, its where i deserve to be" sasha said
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Post by Sara on Jan 17, 2010 14:11:06 GMT -5
"Because no one deserves to be in any sort of gutter," Sara said. "No one in their right mind wants to live like that. And it's obvious that you're not in your right mind, so I'm not letting you leave here until you're not in the mind of suicide."
Sara shifted in the chair so her posture was that of sitting up straight with the chair back supporting her, arms on the armrests, and legs crossed at the knee; something one might see date from the Victorian age back.
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Post by moose on Jan 17, 2010 14:17:06 GMT -5
Sasha sat up with some effort
" so now im in your private mental institution?" sasha asked
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Post by Sara on Jan 17, 2010 16:22:48 GMT -5
"No. This is a Victorian style mansion, and at one time my home. By the look of things, hasn't been used in a while."
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Post by moose on Jan 17, 2010 16:45:08 GMT -5
Sasha looked around
"So i take it that i am a guest, but you and drake would have something to say if i tried to leave"Sasha said
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Post by Sara on Jan 17, 2010 19:47:58 GMT -5
"Until I feel certain that you won't try to commit suicide," Sara said. "You have the choice of the different rooms; except the master room." Sara had kept her posture and managed to keep her voice smooth enough to speak.
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Post by moose on Jan 17, 2010 20:35:36 GMT -5
Sasha looked down at the ground for a moment
"Thank you for caring wether i live or die, most wouldnt" sasha said
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Post by Sara on Jan 17, 2010 20:43:56 GMT -5
"I'm not like most, Sasha." Sara moved and brought Sasha's face up to meet hers, keeping her hand under his chin. "I've seen too much death in the war over 800 years ago for me not to care. Come," Sara stood and offered a hand up, "I'll show you all the rooms you can choose from. Then Drake can help you move your things in."
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Post by moose on Jan 17, 2010 20:56:50 GMT -5
Sasha accepted the hand and got to his feet
" all my personal effects are in a storage unit in Rain, but if he would retrive them then id be grateful" Sasha said
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Post by Sara on Jan 17, 2010 22:50:55 GMT -5
"Drake, take a vehicle," Sara instructed. "We are still myths to the world outside Wyld Nites, though there are those who believe that we are real," Sara told Sasha. "That is why Wyld Nites was made and all who seek a safe haven are welcomed here...no matter who they are."
Drake nodded and grabbed the keys that had been left by the last inhabitants of the Victorian and went to start the vehicle up.
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Post by moose on Jan 17, 2010 23:12:15 GMT -5
Sasha watched as drake left
"It will be nice to have the few reminders of my former life that i have left. How long has this place been empty?" sasha asked
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Post by Sara on Jan 17, 2010 23:25:36 GMT -5
Sara had a thoughtful look on her face. "It's hard to tell. I know that people moved in a short time after my friends and I moved out after the war. I had married a good friend, he adopted the two children I already had. We had moved west to California. I had lost contact with those that stayed here in the city."
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