Welcome to Gaia! ::

Welcome to M-19's dorm!
payed for in full by the organization that made him before the collapsed, he still enjoys the gorgeous home without paying a dime.
as he wasn't allowed to read in the labs, he has grown to love books in his freedom.
he welcomes guests but request that they knock before entering.

Living room: a modernistic pure white room which he keeps spotlessly clean.


"public" library: this small library consists of the historical greats, along with a few text books and ancient scriptures. most anything you need will be just up this small ladder which lies on the back wall of the living room.


Bathroom: yet another clean lined white and black room which he keeps spotless.


bedroom: also known as his "private library" or even his "shadow gallery". this is the only room in the entire house that is mainly done in black. it is his favorite room, but he doesn't generally have people in it. if there is a book you can't find up front, it is without a doubt back here.

Catching Devmar as if it meant nothing to him he picked her up bridal style and headed for the buildings' main entrance. Entering the building he paused, examined the elevator, then the stairs, then the elevator once more. "Stairs are better for you..." he mumbled before beginning to quickly climb them. floor after floor he climb, holding her as if she weighed nothing. arriving quickly at his apartment he pushed the door open, as he had forgotten to lock it and layed her out on one of the incredibly comfortable couches that filled his pristine white living room. he hoped she was okay, but trusted in her physical constitution.

in the few hours that she had been asleep, M-19 had managed to get quite a bit done. he had finished his book, watered the African violets that he grew on his window sill, and gotten into the shower. just his luck, his shower had ended just as she woke up. he exited the shower, but remained in the bathroom, drying his hair and body before putting his pants back on. he had tossed his socks and shirt into the laundry basket, but decided that keeping his pants would only be polite. after reequipping himself he exited the bathroom and headed for the kitchen by way of the living room.

as he entered, he noticed Devmar standing by the window. "Ah, you're up?" he asked, as more of a statement than question. "You must be hungry?" he added, once again in his basic monotone voice. he payed no mind to his own shirtlessness, as he had never cared. what did he have to hide? His well toned pecs? his 6 pack? the scar across his left side maybe, but that didn't even bother him. he awaited her answer, although it was obvious.

"Come on. I'll make you something." he began, as a bit of an order. his body was efficient to the point where he only NEEDED to eat three or four times a week, but she seemed more normal. and hungry. "What would you like?" he added with a bit of intrigue, trying to find what normal people ate as well as what he should make.

almonds? Very healthy. was she concerned about her weight? he'd read a book about something like that once. "of course" he answered, not wanting to press the subject any further. he reached into a cupboard and pulled down a large tin of unsalted almonds. "Anything else?" he asked, really not wanting to make up a meal for her. the last thing he wanted was to offend or disgust her.

true... how could she have? it didn't matter. it was easy enough for her to find out. "Please, have a look. make yourself at home." he called, forcing as much welcoming kindness as he could

"hm?" he asked, a bit curiously, as he peered about his own home. "I guess... I guess I just put stuff away when I'm done?" he added quizzically. he'd never really thought about it. M-19 didn't need much sleep either so he did spend some nights cleaning, but that was just dusting and polishing for the most part. it may have been frustrating for some, but he really just didn't know to think of some of these normal things

"straight down the hall" he mumbled as he, once more, opened the fridge. this time he was in search of his own food. even then he had no clue what to get though...