Martha awaits her dear friend Alice. Patient and quiet, she sits in her chamber.
Sitting perched at the side of her desk and looking over some printed out spreadsheets, Martha wears a gown. There's a small dab of red lipstick...a careful application of rouge to the cheeks...Martha had even dyed her long hair and spent time arranging the regulation buns rather than resorting to a cosplay wig.
The door to the chamber is open. The space is large...packed with books and maps and all manner of paperwork.
There is cleanliness and order. But there is the usual mass of information all about.
On one wall there are three modern, if large, stark and dramatic framed photo prints of ballerinas in tutus holding a ballet poses against a dark background. Another print hangs on another wall: a large framed copy of John Waterhouse's 'Lady of Shalot.'
Between these are three large maps of Sacramento are pinned to walls. They seem to detail various aspects of the Kindred domain annotated superimposed over that of the mortal map.
Erected to conceal a quarter of her Chamber from view is a tall Chinese screen. A fire extinguisher is obvious as is an office desk. Her main desk is piled high with neatly stacked notes, college textbooks and dozens of school style notebooks. All look well used. Four bookcases are against the walls. Each is brimming and over filled with pre-owned books. They look, at first glance, to be entirely textbooks and non-fiction. There's a cheap looking laptop and printer on the desk too. A well cared for E-reader is also in evidence which carefully rests at the space on her desk.
There are also few comfortable chairs and a couch. A coat rack and a seat are opposite her busy looking desk. The place, though busy with clutter, is clean and also has the aroma of fresh lemons.
Alice Brown Dark Passenger
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