Magnus Bane
Head of Council
Warlock in Chief [/color][/center]
real men do not consume pink beverages[ss:Blue Theme]
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Post by Magnus Bane on Jun 28, 2011 11:46:33 GMT
{name:The Enclave#|#picture:0} The Kitchen at the institute has always been a cold and draughty room, found on the ground floor. One of it's many doors leads to courtyard which regularly blows leaves and dirt in. It was recently done up so that it has all the latest appliances, only it has still retained it's original feel of wood panelling and grey stone.
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Jace Wayland
Head of Council
ShadowHunter in Chief [/center][/b]
The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited.[ss:City of Bones]
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Post by Jace Wayland on Jul 11, 2011 3:21:17 GMT
{name:Sophia Bellefleur#|#picture:5}Sophia had walked down to the Kitchen without shoes, without socks, forgetting completely of the coldness of this place. She walked on the tip of her toes, scrunching them every time she could. "Blasted place..." she mumbled, skipping to quickly get her bowl, pour cereal and milk and finally grab a spoon. With all of that in place she jumped on the table, trying to warm up her feet but the cold air breezing on them didn't help. Soph held her full spoon in her mouth and pulled her jogging pants around her feet at the best of her capabilties.
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Post by Alec Lightwood on Jul 12, 2011 1:04:36 GMT
{name:Mason Blackdale#|#picture:4}Mason made his way down to the Kitchen, his stomach growling of hunger. He knew that he hadn't eaten in a while, but he didn't think he'd ever be this hungry. While walking in, he didn't even notice the girl on the table. All he could think about was his leftover pizza that he'd hidden in the back of the fridge. As his hands began to search around in the fridge, he heard a rustling behind him and turned around quickly. He was ready to battle anytime, but he turned around just to see Sophia sitting on the table messing with her jogging pants.
The two of them had never been exactly close, but they didn't hate each other either. So Mason turned his back to her, focusing back on his food search, and said "You scared me" in his sarcastic tone. His hands finally reached the pizza and he grabbed it and turned back around, trying to open the plastic bag.
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Jace Wayland
Head of Council
ShadowHunter in Chief [/center][/b]
The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited.[ss:City of Bones]
Posts: 236
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Post by Jace Wayland on Jul 12, 2011 22:31:51 GMT
{name:Sophia Bellefleur#|#picture:5}Sophia had seen Mason walk in but didn’t say a word; she didn’t feel like it was necessary to talk to him unless he actually saw her. He’s probably just ignoring me...something most Shadowhunter here did. It was a little annoying but it wasn’t like she did anything to help her case. “Well, geesh, I’m sorry...” she said, pulling her spoon out of her mouth, “Next time I’ll make sure to announce my presence...” she said, returning his sarcastic tone. Mason was the cute, musician guy that she never really talked to. That would be how she’d describe him to anyone else. “It’s not like there would be any demons in here...” she said, taking a bite of her Fruit Loops.
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