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[ WHO ]: Hallelujah Haptism and whoever wants to join in
[ WHERE ]: Hallway of the apartment building's 4th floor
[ WHEN ]: Backdated to July 12th
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: Open!
[ RATING ]: PG-13 for cursing, will change if violence ensues
[ WARNINGS ]: Hallujah's bad language
[ NOTES ]: Hallelujah leaves his apartment to explore. Care to run into him?
Hallelujah had decided to chance leaving the room he'd woken in. Best to figure out his surroundings before anything really did come knocking and he needed a fast out. He'd heeded the odd recommendation and used the roll of red tape to decorate his living space, keeping what little was left tucked away in a pocket.
Take that, idiots who thought he couldn't follow orders or sane suggestions. He did when he felt like it, or when he knew it was a good idea.
Regardless, this left him checking out his door, glancing up to note the number on 'his' door, then closing it behind him and starting off on silent feet. With possible ghosts around, and he could almost feel their odd presence pushing at the back of his mind and senses, he wasn't going to just go waltzing around like he owned the place.
[ WHERE ]: Hallway of the apartment building's 4th floor
[ WHEN ]: Backdated to July 12th
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: Open!
[ RATING ]: PG-13 for cursing, will change if violence ensues
[ WARNINGS ]: Hallujah's bad language
[ NOTES ]: Hallelujah leaves his apartment to explore. Care to run into him?
Hallelujah had decided to chance leaving the room he'd woken in. Best to figure out his surroundings before anything really did come knocking and he needed a fast out. He'd heeded the odd recommendation and used the roll of red tape to decorate his living space, keeping what little was left tucked away in a pocket.
Take that, idiots who thought he couldn't follow orders or sane suggestions. He did when he felt like it, or when he knew it was a good idea.
Regardless, this left him checking out his door, glancing up to note the number on 'his' door, then closing it behind him and starting off on silent feet. With possible ghosts around, and he could almost feel their odd presence pushing at the back of his mind and senses, he wasn't going to just go waltzing around like he owned the place.