The center of the room contained a desk that was a rich dark mahogany. It was large enough for her to work on multiple things, but not too large to overshadow her.
The butterflies had been moved over and placed here and there, bringing her a sense of calm.
On the desk was the standard items on it, papers, small lamp, a computer. There was also a tall glass dome. Beside the glass dome was another one, this one held the same brightly colored butterflies, but had a darker, sinister twist to it. There was a skull in this one, with the butterflies placed artfully around it. Another skull with butterflies on it was placed on a shelf behind her.
There wasn’t really art on the walls. But there were shadow boxes placed around the room with various colors of pinned butterflies. Some blue, some green and some a mixture.
Maybe not something you would expect from the Savage, nor would many expect or know that she pinned them herself. Next to cleaning her guns, it relaxed her.
Playing softly from speakers placed around the room was Beethoven.
Two chairs sat in front of the desk, and a seating area was set in one of the corners. Which had two chairs and a couch around a coffee table. There were lamps on that offered a soft and comfortable glow, nothing too bright.
Which was where Ale was seated this night. Leaning back, legs crossed and an open folder on her legs. Paperwork, something she loathed. She was rather casual in a bright green tank top and black leather pants. It was also notable that she was wearing a duel holster with two fairly large guns nestled safely at her sides.
Lokio Lina Moretti Matrixchild
Rebecca Simmons