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Apr 02, 2009 22:51

She's looking around as they step out through the door, half wary, half fascinated.

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phoenixmuses April 3 2009, 03:02:04 UTC
Felix's whole face, on the other hand, is lit up.

"See?" he says as he pushes the glass-plate door shut. They're standing on a small patio, bright flowering trees shading it from either side; it's humid and smells like damp earth, or a recent rainfall.

(If you squint, you can also see faded lines that look like floor plans sketched over the patio tiles. Felix's flirtation with wanting to be an architect, brief as it might have been, was...rather enthusiastic.)

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no_thief April 3 2009, 03:12:21 UTC
She turns slowly in a half-circle, and stops when she first gets a look at the room beyond the door they just came through.

"This is where you live?"

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phoenixmuses April 3 2009, 03:17:54 UTC
"Yeah."

It's a one-level house that isn't terribly large, but the way it's designed -- with lots of windows, lots of light-colored wood, and rooms that seem to flow into one another -- gives it a nice illusion of space.

"Me and my parents, but they're still at work."

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no_thief April 3 2009, 03:23:20 UTC
It looks -- it looks different from any room she's ever seen, in ways that she can't quite put into words.

"They're laborers?"

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