Semi-closed; Apartment megathread.

[bravers]

Who: Nier, Cloud Strife, + guests.
When: All the time, eeeery time.
Where: Haven Apartments - Building 4, Floor 2.
What: A megathread for any and all domestic / roommate type shenanigans (as well as more casual, slice-of-life threads) during Cloud and Nier's time in Aefenglom. Sub-threads will be added on a monthly basis if applicable.
Warnings:None presently, will be updated if anything applies. Subthreads will have warnings added as applicable.

 

 

 

 

Haven Apartment

Building 4, Floor 2.

A small but comfortable apartment with a living room, balcony garden, a makeshift kitchen, and two bedrooms. Immaculately clean, and decorated throughout with a number of thriving plants and flowers.

Comments

[extirpator]

[ the entirety of this experience is foreign to him. the idea of drabby, cramped rooms that were a part of larger communes instead of houses...that were provided without any charge at that — all of it was strange, and terribly unlike the life he know.

of course, the city itself is teeming with different kinds of people and creatures, and they're loud and boisterous in spite of their struggles. the city is alive, and it's modern and weird but he isn't exactly opposed to the nature of what it is either.

as for the area they've been designated, well, it's a far cry from well-off, but they'll make do, even if the pathways begin to fade into concrete and dirt. they're both holding their fair share of boxes stacked to their heights, but cloud manages to barely pry the door open with one of the many keys they'd offered. or maybe it was their means of trash disposal, nier certainly wasn't questioning it.

the boxes unceremoniously fall to the ground with something of a thud. one of his fingers sweeps across the countertop. yep, that is a coat of dust alright. ]

Better than nothing, right?

[ the first thing nier does is crouch before one of the boxes. he fishes out some cozy little mat he'd bought, one adorned with painted leaves and a message that reads "WELCOME HOME".

...it's tossed out in front of their door, straightened with one of his toes. and then he hops back inside and makes a beeline for their delegated "cleaning supply" box. before nier can even think, he's got a cleaning supplies on each fist and meticulously rummaging through their shared living space. ]

We'll make something out of it.

[bravers]

[He's off, glancing out of the window already. The view's not exactly wonderful, it's just a straight, boring view of the narrow, trash-strewn street that they've already walked, but there seems to be a door on the other end of the wall. It's a large windowed one, leading out onto a balcony, which...

Well. Probably was somewhere to sit and smoke if the upturned buckets with still some cigarette ends still pushed around it by errant gusts of wind are anything to go by. Gross. He closes the door again, half-walking to what appeared to be a small, wooden piano- again covered in dust, at the edge of the room. He moves to it- opening the cover, and touching his fingers to the keys. It's out of tune, but a few (hesitant) notes of something soon fill the room.

And then Nier drops the boxes. It surprises him, breath catching in his throat at the sound. But... it's alright. He relaxes immediately; abandoning the piano.]

Yeah. It's not like outside the city's going to be much good.

[Is it his imagination, or does Nier seem significantly less... wilted now they're out of the sun? Probably his imagination. Because that was weird, right? Right. Eyebrows raise at the mat, and then...

He's cleaning? Already?]

Hey-

[He really is.]

Don't you want to work out where you're gonna sleep first? They said this place was two rooms, so-

[He's... kind of used to arguments over rooming arrangements, alright.]