| Arrival and general scene-settery |
[Jan. 30th, 2006|09:02 pm] |
((Continued from here.))
The dromite's home, tucked in a corner between worlds, was more of a burrow, really. Walls, floor, and ceiling were all tightly-packed dirt, with the odd worn and faded rug made with who-knew-what from who-knew-where. There was even a rug or two hung up on the walls of the main living area, whether for insulation or for some odd aesthetic (the same that wanted a structure with no corners), it was hard to say. Nearly everywhere was clutter--a desk in one corner was barely visible beneath a haphazard pile of maps and compasses and other unrecognizable tools of the dimension-hopper. Thingies and whatsits and all manner of multiversal junk hung from hooks and pegs and strung from the ceiling. But the area that was beginning to shimmer and twist in a very unnatural way was a decently cleared space quite a few feet square, almost certainly kept clean for this exact reason.
"--one!"
fwsht
And then they were there.
"-buncha rooms off the hall right here, keep 'em all set up case of emergencies and like. Sorry t'make ya move much with my ceilings low as is, but I ain't got those others locked in back of my head yet, an' it ain't safe to jump otherwise."
((The ceilings are a bit higher than you'd expect for someone its height, since it tends to make almost as much use of walls and ceilings as it does the floor. Still just low enough to be awkward. The rooms are in case of crises with travel clients, so the pallets and blanket-piles and what have you are widely varying in size, just as much as the sizes of multiversal travellers might vary.)) |
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| OOC: Further character notes |
[Jan. 30th, 2006|02:37 pm] |
About to trick this journal out proper, but first I think some freeform-style elaboration on what's in the user info needs to be put up. Partly cause the remaining DnD-isms will mean absolutely squat to some people, but also 'cause it matters for how things are being adapted to Nexus play anyway. :3 This entry will be added to memories, a section which I plan to maintain pretty well. I'm a firm believer in not losing track of good conversations, waha.
( Yo ho, yo ho! ) |
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