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malfunctionbot) wrote2012-02-21 05:11 pm
malfunctionbot) wrote2012-02-21 05:11 pm
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Rabbit & Alyss' Bedroom (of love)
Welcome to the room of organized chaos.
Alyss and Rabbit share one of the larger rooms in the Victorian-style Walter house - being the oldest son it is obviously the robot's right to take the second-best room in the house - on the second floor, right next to Peter's room.
The room itself never looks quite as nice as depicted in the picture because Rabbit is a slightly messy individual and Alyss doesn't mind his untidiness in the slightest. Which means there is no one to really clean it. Though most of their clothes make it to be neatly hung away in the closet, there will always be at least one or two various pairs of boots and gloves left laying around, a belt here or there, and the woman's collection of stuffed animals all over.
..And really, knowing them, that chandelier probably makes as an impromptu hanger at various points as well.
There is a nice window seat for Alyss to sit in and enjoy the sunshine on days with good weather or simply to listen to Rabbit yap on forever like he does, and Lil' Bunny's cardboard box bed is perched there usually too.
Both the robot and his lady can usually be found outside of their room, enjoying the family's company or simply out on the town, but they can be caught there in the mornings or late evenings generally, unless Rabbit is being a grump and sneaking off to hide elsewhere for a few hours or Alyss has disappeared from the grounds completely to do her own thing.
Current Pet Count: Mocha Road, Lil' Bunny, TomatoSoup, Macaroni, Cheese, BananaBread, TunaMelt, Captain QuackBeard, Fuzzybuttkins, and Bob.
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"What? Ya g-g-g-go out in that place?" Okay, so this was an awkward conversation to have on the back of a giant dog, but Rabbit's grin lessened in brightness by a fraction, trying to meet her gaze despite their placing. "It's d-dangerous out there..."
Yep, could be pouting, just a little bit.
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Rabbit, what are these ladies.
Her head tilted, looking back at Rabbit, "It is also quite the beautiful place, so very green and full of life that isn't people," it was peaceful in a way, if you didn't stray in too deep to where the dead walked, "Along the edges it isn't that dangerous, unless there's an aligator or something near the water's edge, and it provides me the space I need to not hurt anyone when I leave the house."
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Rabbit, of course, had been smart enough to skitter away when Alyss didn't exactly want him around, but that didn't mean he hadn't seen pieces here and there of her little fits as she flew from the house, rages and tantrums that nearly put his own to shame. Nearly. Rabbit still considered himself an expert, even if he didn't have control of himself for most of them. But at least in the respect, it seemed the pair of them were well fitted.
A glove palm untangled itself out of the creature's fur to wrap gently around Alyss' waist, affectionately keeping her close and safe and secure. Best to not scold or worry all things considering. She could take care of herself, as much as Rabbit liked to be there to do it for her, but it an hour or two out in the marsh seemed to quell some of those raging emotions? Why get in the way of that?
"J-just..." What? Be safe? Don't fall in? Get lost? "Just as l-long as ya make it back for dinner. It kinda g-g-goes fast with so many o' us there."
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Alyss offered him a smile, hand lifting to rest against his with a curling of fingers, "I haven't been late once, have I?" and she'd try to never be, a sort of promise in her voice not spoken.
All the while Mocha Road was snuffling about, having leaped the fence that surrounded the park. The borogove moved quickly and smoothly when it wanted.
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Being a Walter was never boring.