Aeon was in her room tying her shoes, dressed in the tight buy very flexible clothing she wore every night when she wanted to go to Fight Club. He body had finished healing from the rough bout she'd gotten in last time and was ready to take it on again.
Aeon's room was exceedingly neat, save for the space around her bookcase. Her bed was made and occupied by stuffed animals, some clearly handmade and others sewn and store-bought, all of them a little spooky.
There was a Cthulu that she'd made herself, a stuffed skeleton, and stuffed virus she'd gotten when she was too sleepy to notice that it wasn't at all what she wanted. But it was cute anyway.
On her floor was a fluffy beige carpet, and her walls were painted with black and light purple stripes. Around her book case was a stack of books she was in the process of reading.
@"Bowen"
Aeon's room was exceedingly neat, save for the space around her bookcase. Her bed was made and occupied by stuffed animals, some clearly handmade and others sewn and store-bought, all of them a little spooky.
There was a Cthulu that she'd made herself, a stuffed skeleton, and stuffed virus she'd gotten when she was too sleepy to notice that it wasn't at all what she wanted. But it was cute anyway.
On her floor was a fluffy beige carpet, and her walls were painted with black and light purple stripes. Around her book case was a stack of books she was in the process of reading.
@"Bowen"