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Post by Lacey | Jane on Aug 6, 2012 21:23:34 GMT -5
Jane jumped back, staggering back as the door flew open. "What in the world-?"
Jane blinked at people, waving back to Eden. "Uhh- Hello Eden..." she said back awkwardly. Jane nods to the man. "Excuse me- Sir. I didn't know your house was... Occupied. I'm sorry for barging in." she said
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Post by SilkDragonWings on Aug 6, 2012 21:25:52 GMT -5
Anton chuckles, "There is nothing to be excused for, do not worry."
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Post by Lacey | Jane on Aug 6, 2012 21:32:29 GMT -5
Jane nods. "T-Thank you, Sir." she says, timidly walking in, looking around. She looks at the man. "I'm Jane." she says, smiling very shyly.
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Post by Josie¦Sierra¦Eden¦Tristan on Aug 6, 2012 21:42:29 GMT -5
Eden sat in her seat, humming to herself as Jane got situated. The girl seemed sweet enough, but apparently not as open as Eden herself was. She couldn't decide if that was a good or bad thing, though.. Eden's nosiness got her into a lot of trouble as it was.
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Post by SilkDragonWings on Aug 6, 2012 21:50:34 GMT -5
Anton nods in greeting, "I am Anton, pleasure to meet you." He sips a red liquid from his wine glass, "What brings you two ladies out my way?"
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Post by Josie¦Sierra¦Eden¦Tristan on Aug 6, 2012 22:10:03 GMT -5
Eden was ripped away from her thoughts, blinking once before replying, "I was just looking for inspiration.. I'm a writer and an artist, so. Your home intrigued me.. the detail and intricacy is just unparalleled. I love it."
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Post by SilkDragonWings on Aug 6, 2012 22:11:45 GMT -5
Anton blinks, genuinely surprised for a moment before chuckling, "yes, it is quite a lovely place. I was lucky to have found such a perfect home for myself."
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Post by Josie¦Sierra¦Eden¦Tristan on Aug 6, 2012 23:00:25 GMT -5
"Yes, yes you were," said Eden, giving him a smile, "It looks more like a museum than anything to me.. so many interesting things. Are you a collector of some sort?"
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Post by SilkDragonWings on Aug 6, 2012 23:03:41 GMT -5
"You could say that, yes." Anton chuckles, swirling his drink around as he rises, "Would you care to see some?"
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Post by Josie¦Sierra¦Eden¦Tristan on Aug 6, 2012 23:07:38 GMT -5
Eden clapped her hands together, her smile brightening. This was becoming way too much fun for her, getting into other people's business. "Oh, I'd love it if I could!"
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Post by SilkDragonWings on Aug 6, 2012 23:16:09 GMT -5
"Quite naive, this one is, isn't she?" Anton chuckles, finishing his drink and pouring a new one. He glides down a hallway and unlocks a door, "follow me, if you will."
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Post by Josie¦Sierra¦Eden¦Tristan on Aug 6, 2012 23:30:33 GMT -5
Eden blinked, picking up her sketchbook and her bag, "Well, alright.." she said, observing everything around her as they walked, the excitement in her building up.
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Post by SilkDragonWings on Aug 6, 2012 23:49:34 GMT -5
As they go deeper into the castle, it gets quite a bit nicer. The thick curtains on the windows are pulled quite tightly to where no light can get through, but crystal sconces light up the hallways, making it very right and warm looking. The rich red tones of the decor shine in the bright light, though there are still some odd shadows that manage to remind one that this house is quite old.
Anton remains quiet as he walks, drinking calmly out of his glass.
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Post by Josie¦Sierra¦Eden¦Tristan on Aug 7, 2012 13:52:57 GMT -5
Eden looked around and everything in sheer wonder, stopping quite a few times to admire countless little details. She then looked at Anton in front of her, studying his drinking. 'Hm.. could he be..?' she asked herself in her mind, making connections like she always did.
People always thought she was insane for believing in what she did, but she was bound and determined to prove every last one of them wrong. She knew she was right. The others were just stupid.
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Post by SilkDragonWings on Aug 7, 2012 15:22:39 GMT -5
Anton finishes his drink and turns, glancing to the girl to make sure she hadn't run off and then unlocks a side door.
He opens it and waves an arm to a huge expanse of a room with trinkets decorating the walls everywhere, "and this is my own personal museum."
Everywhere, and literally, everywhere, there is stuff. Shiny stuff, dull stuff, silver, gold, jewels, priceless paintings, you name it. It's all here.
Anton stands to the side, watching Eden carefully to make sure she didn't venture near the one item that mattered to him.
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