[Wingardia] No. 413 - Ashori's Room.

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Ashori's Room

As you walk down the hallway on the third floor, you come to a white door. Upon it are numbers written in black, 413.

Once inside, you find yourself in the basic, standard Ria dorm room. Her bed is set against a wall, white with a black bed frame. The carpet is gray, the walls and ceiling both white. All of the furniature is black with silver handles, so basically the room is just neutral colors.

She has not a single poster on the wall, no pictures on dressers or desks. Everything is bare and empty. Her closet contains just a few various dresses, all of either black, red, white, or blue. The bathroom is void of anything at all. No make up, hair accessories, jewerly, or anything. Other than the few spare dresses, she carries everything with her, since there's hardly anything in the first place.

Naomi's Room.

As you walk down the hallway on the third floor, you come to a light blue door. Upon it are numbers written in white, 413, made to look somewhat cloud like.

Naomi's room is made to look like the sky. The walls and ceiling are a clear blue with fluffy white clouds painted along them. The carpet is white and very soft, supposed to give you the feeling you're standing on a cloud. The bed is somewhat rounded, also rather cloudlike. It's obvious Naomi absolutely loves the sky.

The furniature is all white with silver handles but she doesn't have many pictures and things laid out. She has neither make up, nor jewerly in her bathroom. The main thing she has are clothes, filling about half of the large closet. In a corner is a small box, full of items to help her keep her sword sharp and in working shape.  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Naomi walked slowly across the grounds, soon coming to the dorm building. She felt a little odd, and was wondering if people were staring, but didn't look to see. She had a large bloodstain running down her back, but no injury in sight, and the edge of her right wing was stained red. That would require a bit of effort to remove...

She pushed the door open, stepping through and then holding it for Razzer, before she paused for a second. Were guys allowed in the girl's dorm? Last time he'd just transported them both in, but was he able to walk openly down the halls? She stared at him uncertainly, and then glanced around as if expecting someone to come out yelling at them.  

[BenFleming]

Razzer walked Naomi out of the Training Hall and across the grounds, keeping a relatively slow pace. Naomi's shoulder was obviously still hurting. They arrived at the lobby of the dorms some time later, and Naomi held the door open for Razzer. "Thanks," he said, stepping through the open door. He paused when he noticed that Naomi was looking around nervously. Cocking an eyebrow, Razzer looked around them, but didn't see anyone.

"What's the matter?" he asked, and wondered for a second why she was looking at him uncertainly. "Oh!" he exclaimed, a lightbulb clicking on. "Don't worry, boys are allowed in the Wingardia wing!" he assured her. He looked down the seemingly endless hallway. "So, which one is yours?"  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

"O-oh," Naomi mumbled, feeling a little odd now for worrying. But then she smiled and raised a pale hand, her left one, to point down the hallway. "It's over here," she nodded and started moving again. Her right arm hung by her side, swinging lightly as she walked. It still hurt a bit, but she wasn't sure why... Maybe she hadn't healed something entirely and that was why. As soon as she got a chance, she'd have to fix that.

She glanced over her shoulder towards Razzer and then paused in front of a light blue door with the numbers "413" in white. She smiled faintly and then reached into her pocket, pulling out her student ID card. She slid it into the door and then pushed it open, stepping inside. It was like walking into the sky, with the cloud painted blue walls and fluffy white carpet. She simply walked in and unbuckled her sword from her waist, setting it against a wall. Then she turned around, facing Razzer again. "Thank you," she smiled, bowing her head." But then she peeked back up at him, looking concerned. "You're sure you're alright?"  

[BenFleming]

Naomi led him to her dorm. She unlocked the door and it swung open, revealing a disturbingly blue room. Razzer had to resist the urge to vomit. The room looked like a slightly larger version of a newborn boy's room, with all the blue and clouds. Minus a crib, of course, but it wasn't beyond doubt that there was one in the closet. Naomi thanked him, and asked if he was sure he was alright.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Razzer said. This was a lie of course, since his head still throbbed a bit, but he wouldn't admit it. "Well, you should get some rest, and get out of those wet clothes." he said. "I should do the same. It was a pleasure fighting alongside you, Naomi."

The mage stepped back, away from the door. He didn't want to have to step into the room, or he might empty the contents of his stomach on the carpet. Smiling and nodding, he turned and headed down the hall back towards the lobby.  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Naomi watched him quietly, still not convinced that he was fine, but not willing to force him to be healed either. She sighed quietly and then nodded her head. "Ok," she said softly, a smile slowly returning, though it was a little forced. "You too..." She waited until he'd left, and then slowly shut the door behind him, locking it after a second's pause. She moved over to her closet and rummaged around until she'd found a white t-shirt and some black pajama pants.

Then she walked to the bathroom, taking a quick shower before drying off and changing. She put the wet clothes away to dry and then turned to the sink, increasing her wings in size so she'd be able to reach the bloody spot easier. She scrubbed at it gently with a washcloth, slowly removing all traces of red and returning it to the normal white. With a satisfied smile, she left the cloth by the sink and shrunk her wings back down before exiting and flopping onto her bed, sinking down into it just slightly. She just lay there, not moving as she stared at the wall.  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Ashori was lying on her back, across her bed with her legs over one edge. Her wings were folded neatly beneath her and then tiny three eyed dog, Shiro, was curled up on her stomach. Her eyes were open, the black patch of hair currently fallen out of place so both eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling above.

She was dressed in yet another almost medieval looking dress. It reached the floor when she stood, and was black with white trim. There was no back, so it made room for her wings, and was simply tied around her neck with a white string. The sleeves when down her arms, turning into gloves that covered the front and back of her hands but not her fingers. Instead, they met at her middle finger, held in place by a white ring. Around her neck, as always, was her pendant with the angelic and demonic wings interwined.

She just lay there, staring, not moving at all except for the flicking of her tail as it thumped against the bed beside her.  

[ginseku]

Itami walked the hallways slowly, guitar in hand. He was going to visit ashori. As he neared her door, he slung his guitar over his back. He stopped, and knocked at her door softly, then opened it.
"Ashori? you in here?"
He entered very slowly, trying not to intrude. HE began to walk towards her bedroom slowly, thinkin thats where she might e. and he found her there, wearing what appeared to be a very pretty dress. He slowly moved closer to her.
"Is this a bad time to visit, Ashori?..."  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Ashori's pointed ears easily caught the sound of Itami's voice, and that of the door opening, but she didn't move at all. She just waited, listening as his footsteps drew closer, and then slowly glancing to him when he came into view. She shook her head slightly side to side as he asked his question. "No, it's fine..." she said softly. The main reason she was staying so still was because Shiro was asleep on her stomach.  

[ginseku]

He observed her dog, then sighed.
" Its very pretty, what's its name?"
He slowly crawled onto the bed, moving closer to Ashori. He moved close to her, and wrapped his arms around her softly, as not to disturb the dog.
" Ive missed you, Ashori...where have you been?.."  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Ashori smiled slightly, glancing down at Shiro. He was sandy brown, with oversized ears and a short tail. He was small enough to fit in a person's hand, and had three purple eyes, all currently closed. She looked at Itami when he laid down next to her, speaking quietly. "I wouldn't call him pretty," she warned, still smiling. "He might get mad... But his name's Shiro." Then she paused for a second, watching him in silence before speaking. "...around," she said simply.  

[ginseku]

"He's cool. I like him."
Itami reached out, and scratched one of the large ears ever so softly.
" by the way, I came by to ask if you wanted to go somewhere today..I saved my time up, and set a day that i could take you somewhere."  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Ashori watched as Itami scratched behind Shiro's ear, smiling again as she saw the dog's ear twitch slightly. Then she looked back at him, nodding her head. "Well, I have nothing to do," she said simply with a small shrug. Due to the fact that she hadn't said thank you, or even begun to blush, it was obvious her demon side was more in control as this point, and was further proven when she snuggled slightly into him.  

[ginseku]

"Ashori, i have a question...Does the angel in you detest me? because..i think she does. or the things we do together."
He looked sad as he gazed into her eyes.
"Either way..."
He moved hiss face closer to hers, and kissed her.
"..I still love you."  

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

Ashori blinked as she heard his question, looking a little surprised. But then she leaned forward slightly, kissing him lightly back. Then she pulled back again, shaking her head. "The angel doesn't hate anyone," she said with another shrug. "She's just embarrassed."