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 Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 6:10 pm
Vizard's Hangout = Redin's Wing - Please Knock.
Refusing to fully isolate himself from the outside world, Redin has made due with an older wing of the warehouse that the Rogue Vizards had made home.
The section closest to the main section of the building is the least well maintained, on purpose of course as the decrepit roof has fallen in, leaving a very messy yet beautiful garden in the wreckage. Broken slabs of concrete create hills and years of neglect has caused the concrete to give way to earth which covered itself in grass. Admittedly it was not all passive as Redin brought in a few bonsai trees for additional shade and fresh air for the entrance. Even a small pool was laid at the lower side of the structure which held coy in the lilly pad covered pond. This served as not only a sound buffer and a place of peace but also a layer of his own personal protection as some of the plants are modified with hollow souls and personal devices and chemical mixtures; all set to deter unfriendly intrusions.
Beyond the garden, a small room stands as a breeze way that leads strait to Redin's lab/room. Having been unable to separate work from life he has combined the two, along with a small personal library and mini kitchen it is a home away from home as he still reminisces about his days in the seireitei...
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 6:21 pm
~:~ Redin was simply laid out atop one of the lower mounds, a sheet outstretched across the grass and a laptop at his finger tips, he was enjoying... the shade of the tree. It had been calm thus far, as it had been for many weeks and the lack of necessity has let his mind go astray and he remained unable to get any work done.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 9:44 pm
~:~ Unable to concentrate, the leader of the Vizards decided to go out for a walk as he thought it would clear his head. He grabbed his laptop and a spare note pad and gathered his things. His concealed zanpacto stood as a cane in his right hand and off he went, to be back at some later time.
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