Post by Togema on Aug 21, 2007 8:32:51 GMT -5
Togema hadn't wanted to drink, originally, but Dustyn seemed restless. He followed Dustyn into the kitchen, opened a cupboard and brought out a half-emptied bottle of whiskey in one hand and a pair of glasses in another. He set them down on a counter under the cupboard and left the kitchen silently.
Back in the living room, the first people he addressed were Jayda and Rajnish. "Don't worry," he said with a smirk, "I wouldn't let Rajnish try anything funny."
He then turned to Mysterious. She was ready to be taken to where she would be sleeping. "Here," he said, starting up the stairs, "Follow me." He led her up the stairs to a short hallway with 2 doors. He pointed to the second one, "That's the rest room if you need it." He turned into the first door, and walked into his own bedroom. It was fairly barren, with a dresser with a few hygiene and cosmetic items strewn across it, as well as a few tightly hand-rolled cigarettes and some matches, among a few other things. There was a well-stocked bookshelf full of books in the common language and in some unfamiliar language. The books in common were on subjects like biology, anatomy, and the like. In the corner of the room was a bed, unmade and simple, not looking very comfortable, though much more comfortable than the couches.
On the opposite side of the room was a closed door, leading into a closet. Looking at it, Togema told Mysterious. "Please don't get too exploratory up here."
Back in the living room, the first people he addressed were Jayda and Rajnish. "Don't worry," he said with a smirk, "I wouldn't let Rajnish try anything funny."
He then turned to Mysterious. She was ready to be taken to where she would be sleeping. "Here," he said, starting up the stairs, "Follow me." He led her up the stairs to a short hallway with 2 doors. He pointed to the second one, "That's the rest room if you need it." He turned into the first door, and walked into his own bedroom. It was fairly barren, with a dresser with a few hygiene and cosmetic items strewn across it, as well as a few tightly hand-rolled cigarettes and some matches, among a few other things. There was a well-stocked bookshelf full of books in the common language and in some unfamiliar language. The books in common were on subjects like biology, anatomy, and the like. In the corner of the room was a bed, unmade and simple, not looking very comfortable, though much more comfortable than the couches.
On the opposite side of the room was a closed door, leading into a closet. Looking at it, Togema told Mysterious. "Please don't get too exploratory up here."
