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In the house we will live in [Closed]
The house that Nura set her heart on was next door to Ben's. It was a sturdy structure, with two floors, two bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room, a basement, two bathrooms, and extra rooms that she and Querl could fill with whatever they wanted. She'd already started to hang some of her drawings in hand-made frames on the walls.
It had taken her and Ben many weeks to clear away the rubble and fix up the chipped walls and fill in the numerous dents and cracks in the structure. But it'd been worth it last week when she and Devlin had finally gotten to the paint and brushes. They'd had to keep coming back to finish all the rooms, but they'd accomplished the incredibly large, time-consuming task. As Nura guided Querl from the lifts to the City, to the front yard of the house, she wondered if the paint would be dry by now.
"This way." She pushed aside the front gate, and let them both in. "Careful on the path, I'm putting in cobble-stone." She continued up to the front door, stepping up to the porch, reaching over to the light fixture on the side of the house. "It's not really cobble-stone, but I'm using chunks from the old damaged buildings in the City to play a part."
[ooc: takes place after this conversation.]
It had taken her and Ben many weeks to clear away the rubble and fix up the chipped walls and fill in the numerous dents and cracks in the structure. But it'd been worth it last week when she and Devlin had finally gotten to the paint and brushes. They'd had to keep coming back to finish all the rooms, but they'd accomplished the incredibly large, time-consuming task. As Nura guided Querl from the lifts to the City, to the front yard of the house, she wondered if the paint would be dry by now.
"This way." She pushed aside the front gate, and let them both in. "Careful on the path, I'm putting in cobble-stone." She continued up to the front door, stepping up to the porch, reaching over to the light fixture on the side of the house. "It's not really cobble-stone, but I'm using chunks from the old damaged buildings in the City to play a part."
[ooc: takes place after this conversation.]
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