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A brownstone on the corner of Luna and Liber, the home is decidedly modest compared to its neighbors. It boasts well-tended azalea bushes beside the three stairs leading to the wooden door with a bronze, old-fashioned knocker. There is no doorbell. Inside, there is a welcome mat and a series of black and white photographs on the walls, interrupted only by one color picture. In the main entryway, there are stairs leading upstairs, a dining room to the left, and a living room to the right. Each are full of antique furniture and decorations. In the living room, there is an enormous icon of Christ crucified, a piano, and an old couch.

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Drulovic's House

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#2011-10-27 07:35:52, as written by Ellipsis

A forced serenity obliterated all traces of sincerity; her expression was absolutely clean of anything that might be construed as malicious. Pale eyes fixed on George, and the quiet that the Ri'ehn woman exuded would have been deafening, were it not for the continuation of his words--but her fury was damn near vibrating the air. The glass in the cabinets hummed softly, and the lights dimmed, fluttering in a stutter that would indicate that all of them were about to die...

Rage swallowed Ari whole, and it was all she could do to prevent herself from creating a perfect mess of George's matter.

The visual that Alameda had streaming directly due to Ari's artificial ocular flickered momentarily.

"...your presence here makes you a representative of your people, George," Ari said softly; all too softly. "Every moment you spend here is an offense committed in their name. Your assumption that your attempts to communicate would be intercepted or ignored notwithstanding, you never even attempted to go about this in any civil matter. How entirely like a childlike civilization--so powerful, yet lacking any sense of foresight or diplomacy."

She tilted her chin up, reaching up to brush the hair behind her ear. She was tensed up, but it wasn't immediately clear how.

"Why do you and all the rest of your folk have to always take the ridiculously over-powered balls-to-the-goddamn-wall approach? What the fuck are all your males lacking that makes you feel like you immediately need to prove something?" Her weight shifted slightly, her feet setting slightly apart, bracing herself.

"...makes me think that you might be jealous that I wouldn't let you anywhere near my 'cockhole,' krea re'err kreat'ir."

Snippet #1731245

located in Drulovic's House, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

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