Azhure Darkstone
Feb 17th, 2002, 05:24:35 AM
::To find a bed, a chair and a computer. Not the latest but a few wirings and new parts would make it newer than new. Good enough for hacking into the credit system, but she had given that up. Azhure moved the bed to the side near the window, she always felt closed in if there was no opening or view she could see the outside world from, but she could handle it. The floor was carpet, and an hour later there was a pile of carpet to the other side of the room, leaving beautiful dark brown, almost red wood. A deep colour that might have reminded her of honey mixed with the brown hair of a familiar face. Her hair was a mess now and a smile on her face as she looked at the walls. White, plain, non-descript and a safe colour. A colour which did not say much about the person who lived in the room. She did not have much possetions, a few books which she put in the honey brown cupboard on the right side of the room, a few photos which she hid in the room and a ring. A plain gold ring with a twist of black stone in it, a memory hidden within. Her ship outside. A correllian ship model, the exact image of her ship outside. And three keys. Three changes of clothes and credits. Her credits were hidden in the room, she did not trust the credit banks for obvious reasons, and that was all there was.
A pretty non-descript selection accept for the photos, which none but she would see.
Perhaps in time someone would find those places but ti was rather unlikely. Hiding things was a skill practised for many years::
There, what I shall now, for this point in time, call home.
A pretty non-descript selection accept for the photos, which none but she would see.
Perhaps in time someone would find those places but ti was rather unlikely. Hiding things was a skill practised for many years::
There, what I shall now, for this point in time, call home.