Post by Ares on Jan 31, 2008 5:33:26 GMT -5
If you were to walk down the hall, just to the end it, and look somewhere between room 100 and 188, you would come upon a specifically occupied room, tucked and hidden off to the side.
To walk by the door, one would see a faint red glow comeing from between the minute cracks between the door and its frame.
A few maids had even knocked out of curiosity, seeing no one haveing entered it, or leave ever, but been witness to the occational light red glow that glowed from behind it, odd. Although they knocked but no one would answer.
Beyond that solid door, the room was just as eery. The single bed within it, pushed up against a wall awkwardly, unoccupied, it's covers still untouched and neatly tucked into the sides.
The glow of red that lit up the room; makeing the glow from outside in the hall. Seemed to originate from the bathroom door, where it burned out from it's cracks like hellfire.
Behind the barrier of the bathroom sat Ares, on the edge of the tub, looming over it, his sleeves rolled up, as he sloshed around within the liquid, his arms and hands busy with something hidden within the red cast water from the light of a lamp like contraption he had poorly wired into a light socket. He lifted his hands out, pulling with him a picture of a blond girl; the one that ran into him at the steps. He looked at it intently before clipping it up along with many others that were strung out like lines of clothes along the whole bathroom cieling, all were pictures of girls, and all appearing oblivious that they were being photographed, some people were from the inn, but others no one in Hakkyou would recognise.
This bathroom was now a small darkroom, thanks to the hand of Ares, obvious from the smell of developer that fermented the air.
Ares stood back, gazeing at them all, like a hunter admireing his trophies, his features shadowed by the odd light, creating ominous dark pools in every dip and facet of his visage.
*shuffle*
Ares head turned quickly away from admireing his work to the bathroom door. He was sure he heard something, or someone.
He opened the door, and peered into the gloom of his room, but nothing but the sound of the ticking bed side clock greeted him, but something caught his eye just outside in the hall, a shadow. Makeing him suspicious, he shut the bathroom door lightly behind him before stepping silently by the door... listening.
To walk by the door, one would see a faint red glow comeing from between the minute cracks between the door and its frame.
A few maids had even knocked out of curiosity, seeing no one haveing entered it, or leave ever, but been witness to the occational light red glow that glowed from behind it, odd. Although they knocked but no one would answer.
Beyond that solid door, the room was just as eery. The single bed within it, pushed up against a wall awkwardly, unoccupied, it's covers still untouched and neatly tucked into the sides.
The glow of red that lit up the room; makeing the glow from outside in the hall. Seemed to originate from the bathroom door, where it burned out from it's cracks like hellfire.
Behind the barrier of the bathroom sat Ares, on the edge of the tub, looming over it, his sleeves rolled up, as he sloshed around within the liquid, his arms and hands busy with something hidden within the red cast water from the light of a lamp like contraption he had poorly wired into a light socket. He lifted his hands out, pulling with him a picture of a blond girl; the one that ran into him at the steps. He looked at it intently before clipping it up along with many others that were strung out like lines of clothes along the whole bathroom cieling, all were pictures of girls, and all appearing oblivious that they were being photographed, some people were from the inn, but others no one in Hakkyou would recognise.
This bathroom was now a small darkroom, thanks to the hand of Ares, obvious from the smell of developer that fermented the air.
Ares stood back, gazeing at them all, like a hunter admireing his trophies, his features shadowed by the odd light, creating ominous dark pools in every dip and facet of his visage.
*shuffle*
Ares head turned quickly away from admireing his work to the bathroom door. He was sure he heard something, or someone.
He opened the door, and peered into the gloom of his room, but nothing but the sound of the ticking bed side clock greeted him, but something caught his eye just outside in the hall, a shadow. Makeing him suspicious, he shut the bathroom door lightly behind him before stepping silently by the door... listening.