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Post by theburntone on Nov 14, 2009 16:45:16 GMT 8
Collecting her keys from the reception, Dekara looked at the bunch of people walking up the stairs to the rooms, and decided to take a shortcut.
Split.
She imagined herself standing right at the top of the staircase, and then stepped forward while holding the image in place.
And she was there. Waving jauntily at the rest still dragging luggage and stuff up the stairs, she headed for her room.
Dumping her stuff on the bed, she took a quick look around and decided there was nothing worth doing in there. No computer, no television, nothing.
But the student lounge looked interesting. Besides, she was kind of hungry.
Leaving her room, she walked in the direction of the stairwell.
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