Okay. Dead liger. Check. Trashed room. Check. Someone or something had definitely been there before them. Zelos flopped down ungracefully onto one of the nearby love seats. He put his feet up and exhaled loudly as he watched his companions investigate the room.
He leaned his head on his hand and picked up a fallen picture frame off the side table. He studied it closely. It was faded and rather difficult to make out the faces in the photo. He managed to though, as his eyes went wide with surprise.
So, this was their famous vacation home.
The name did sound familiar, but he hadn’t paid much attention to it. He slipped the photo out the back of the frame quietly, slipped it into his pocket, and put the frame back on the table. He stretched his arms and leaned forward. “Looks like we’ve arrived late to the party, hu?”
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Date: 2009-01-07 01:19 am (UTC)He leaned his head on his hand and picked up a fallen picture frame off the side table. He studied it closely. It was faded and rather difficult to make out the faces in the photo. He managed to though, as his eyes went wide with surprise.
So, this was their famous vacation home.
The name did sound familiar, but he hadn’t paid much attention to it. He slipped the photo out the back of the frame quietly, slipped it into his pocket, and put the frame back on the table. He stretched his arms and leaned forward. “Looks like we’ve arrived late to the party, hu?”