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towerofanimus2013-02-03 12:20 pm
thiscloakisgreen) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-03 12:20 pm
Entry tags:
A Meeting of Minds [Closed]
Characters: Doom and Kariya Matou [CLOSED]
Setting: Room 5-02
Format: Action to prose.
Summary: A letter somehow finds its way to ol Kariya about meeting with Vic. The resident supervillain ever so eloquently discusses a few matters with the runaway Matou...
Warnings: Contains blood.
[Room 5-02 was now very different than the usual household in the tower. Lavished with strange red fabrics as decoration, the usual small apartment was finely arranged with various tools and crude designs for unknown creations and insignias. While conditioned to be of the same proportion as all of the other apartment rooms, this one just seemed a little out of place.]
[Then there was the feeling of being under constant watch. No obvious things to record visual information seemed to exist but the feeling is always there.]
[A table is set, with two fine glasses and a bottle prepared at the table. With the usual cloaked, armored visage of Dr. Doom himself seated at one of the ends. Those eyes of his were on them the entire time as he motions for one to sit...]
Setting: Room 5-02
Format: Action to prose.
Summary: A letter somehow finds its way to ol Kariya about meeting with Vic. The resident supervillain ever so eloquently discusses a few matters with the runaway Matou...
Warnings: Contains blood.
[Room 5-02 was now very different than the usual household in the tower. Lavished with strange red fabrics as decoration, the usual small apartment was finely arranged with various tools and crude designs for unknown creations and insignias. While conditioned to be of the same proportion as all of the other apartment rooms, this one just seemed a little out of place.]
[Then there was the feeling of being under constant watch. No obvious things to record visual information seemed to exist but the feeling is always there.]
[A table is set, with two fine glasses and a bottle prepared at the table. With the usual cloaked, armored visage of Dr. Doom himself seated at one of the ends. Those eyes of his were on them the entire time as he motions for one to sit...]