Calling something ‘home’ in any way felt strange for Mandy. But this was… home, now, in essence. She’d brought her things in her car – what little of it there was – and the rest would just have to be workable in some way. It was going to be a long day of settling in.
So it was across dark floors she strolled, disturbing the small amount of dust that was in place as she took in the beautiful purple scheme of the building with a little smile, her fingers drawing a line along the dust on the counter. There was cleaning to be done, at the very least, but thankfully there were definitely places for a rest.
The concession area, for instance, had built in booths that lined a wall, pretty chandeliers hanging above each table and looking somewhere between mystical and eerie as she flipped the lights on and watched a couple spiders retreat along their webs in search of a reprieve of darkness.
A few of the lights above clearly needed to be replaced, as well, a couple of bulbs flickered while there were some that were simply out altogether. Seriously, she was sending Cut up any ladders required to change bulbs or whatever else. If there were any Vox present… she would’ve let them climb their damn ladders. The notion amused her.
A few of the floor lights, as well, seemed to need replacing in a few places by the lounges outside of each theatre, and an ever more amused part of her thought it would be hilarious to have Cut on a ladder changing bulbs, and Asp bending over to replace the floor lights… hah! Would Cut manage to get anything accomplished? That sounded like such fun.
Moving into the first theatre she encountered, she leaned a little heavily on the door before it finally opened and she snapped on a light, setting the backpack she’d had over her shoulders down there. Claimed. Why? Because she didn’t care to fuss with everyone about rooms, so she was just taking this one damnit. Plus, it had the clearest path of exit to the front doors.
As purple as the concession area was, however, this particular room boasted a dark blue theme, the same sort of whimsical paisley patterning decorating the walls of it as seemed to in so many of the other rooms. Her feet made barely a sound as she padded to sit herself on one of the chairs, wondering at the notion of turning the projector room into an office space – somewhere to set up her computer and research things in relative peace and quiet…
... and living with her derps, she was really going to need all the peace and quiet she could get.