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Sep. 7th, 2008 02:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aimedforthemoon"Lock the door behind you," Esfir says to Cal, heading straight for the bathroom.
Her room is a normal, hotel-style room; plush carpet, plain curtains framing large windows, of which one is open. But it's very....neat. She's an astronaut, and they are always neat people, but it's still a little too neat. As if she's not planning on staying.
Her bed is made, her books and manuls either neatly stacked on her desk, or neatly against a wall.
In a slight divergence of the mood, though, she also has models on her desk; a MiG-21PF, a Soyez rocket, and an RZ-1 A-wing.
Her room is a normal, hotel-style room; plush carpet, plain curtains framing large windows, of which one is open. But it's very....neat. She's an astronaut, and they are always neat people, but it's still a little too neat. As if she's not planning on staying.
Her bed is made, her books and manuls either neatly stacked on her desk, or neatly against a wall.
In a slight divergence of the mood, though, she also has models on her desk; a MiG-21PF, a Soyez rocket, and an RZ-1 A-wing.
