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Post by darkmatter on May 2, 2005 16:18:18 GMT -5
DarkMatter or Sabastian as he is also known, Room is sparsly decorated. Only two pictures in the room, one of his family one the desk at the foot of his bed which he does school and various other things on, and a picture of Sarah on the bedside table along with a lamp to read by. His Bed sits on the far wall from the door, next to the window.
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Post by darkmatter on May 9, 2005 14:25:35 GMT -5
Sabastian entered his room leaving the two girls to decide what they would do. He closed the door and then pulled off his shirt. It wasn't a dinner shirt.
He folded it and laid it on his bed before turning to his dressor. he pulled out a light grey long sleeve and pulled it on, then proceded to change into black pants that looked nice but were comfortable.
He ran a comb through his hair and smiled. Unlike other boys he was neat, and it was easy for him to get ready for things, he silently laughed at the thought of what rusty was going through.
He had a few more minutes to kill, so he sat down on his bed and looked at his picture of Sarah.
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Post by darkmatter on May 9, 2005 18:21:26 GMT -5
Five minutes later he was out the door, sure that he wouldn't be the first or the last, he'd only heard a few doors open and close. He closed his quietly, and listened, waiting to see if he could hear anything from Jonathans room. He couldn't and shrugged, it probably wasn't his buisness anyway, in fact it wasn't.
Sabastian exits for Madame's apartement
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Post by dazzler on May 14, 2005 23:16:31 GMT -5
Alison walked from her room and slipped an envelope under the door. It said: Sebastian, Hey I'm sorry for the outburst I had while in Miss Frost's Apartment...I shouldn't have done that...um I'm sorry and I hope we can be friends so that comes to my next question...would you like to hang out sometime? I know I sound totally stupid and you probably hate me now but it's worth a shot....Alison
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Post by darkmatter on May 17, 2005 16:53:04 GMT -5
Sabastian walked into his room Mind still whirling with what had just happened. He stopped and looked down as paper crinkled beneath his foot.
He stepped back and raised his eyebrows, A letter?
Picking it up he read it once quickly and then a second time more slowly. This was DEFIANANTLY unexpected. He turned and walked out of his room, he had a talk ahead of him.
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Post by darkmatter on Jun 14, 2005 15:30:58 GMT -5
Sabastian woke up curled in his blankets. He smiled as he remembered last night. It had been interesting and fun. He wondered what had ended up happening with Jonathan and then let it go, he'd figure out later.
He glanced over at his clock and jumped out of bed. It was LATE... well for HIM it was late. He must have been more tired than he thought.
He pulled on some jeans and a black turtleneck. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to do yet, perhaps he should go train... but then he wasn't up to that at the moment.
He never was one for eating breakfast, so he could skip that. He went over to his desk to see if he'd forgotten to do anything his list was empty.
He sat down in his chair and blinked, he had nothing to do, that was really weird.
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Post by darkmatter on Jun 14, 2005 21:05:32 GMT -5
As Jono mentally contacted him, Sabastian jumped. Jono? What was he doing here? He hadn't seen Jono in... ages. Finally Sabastian let Jono's message penetrate his skull. He quickly packed a bag, stuck his Hellions suit in it and headed out the door. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he was definantly bringing his suit. He'd never go without it.
(DM exits for outside)
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