This is a not-so-typical college student dwelling. It consists of one large main area, a smaller bedroom with its own little bathroom and a small kitchen. The main room is all too neat for a college student. There is the usual assortment of entertainment items: TV, Stereo, VCR, and a couple of video game systems. Beside that is also a small stand containing an electric guitar and small amp. The rest of the furniture is simple, a large chair and couch, both brown to match the carpet. A wide window at the far end of the room lets in large amounts of sunlight during the day. Along the opposite wall is a bookcase. Predictably enough, the bookcase is filled with books, and on top of it there are several pictures of Tom and his family, though oddly enough, there are no pictures of him in the past five years, not even a high school graduation pictures.
It's a decent hour of the morning, not early enough to be rude, and there's a knocking on the door of the apartment -- a bit hesitant, as if the owner of the fist is afraid she might have the wrong place, or might be waking people up.
There's the sound of shuffling feet behind the door, followed by a click, and then the rattling of a chain. Soon after, the door pulls open to reveal the Gaian wearing a pair of loose jeans and a baggy college sweater, hair wet and tied back. She looks almost preppy, her dark hair having grown back in past the blonde. Ear rings gone all save one in each ear. Alicia simply looks quite the opposite of her cub days. She stares at the Gnawer for a few moments, then blinks her eyes once. "... Bernie."
Bernie is already half-leaning against the door jamb as the door opens, and relaxes more against it as there's room. A slow grin spreads across her face, as she sees who answers. "'lish," she replies, casually. "'sup?"
Alicia opens up the door wider and takes a few steps back, grinning. "Hey you. Not much, wow.. I almost forgot what you looked like." A teasing smile. "You look great, c'mon inside, you want anything to snack on? I got some doughnuts in the kitchen."
Bernie straightens up, still grinning, and wanders in as invited. "Thanks, an' yeah, thanks, what kind ya got?" She slips her backpack off, letting it sit by the door, and adds, "...an' yeah, 's been a while, huh? Which sucks. I've been =so= fuckin' busy, you would not believe. So watcha been up to lately?"
"Oh, dis' an dat'. Saving the world, getting my wings, learning a gift, learning lotsa rites, um... living with a cub, teaching two of 'em, healin' everyone up." Alicia murmurs with a grin. "And I got glazed, regular do'nuts. Nothing real special, but they are warm."
"Glazed is good," Bernie replies, "'bout th' best kind. 'spec'ly warm." She drops her jacket on her backpack, too -- and to think the first time she wore this shirt, she kept that thing zipped up over it almost all day! -- and wanders toward the couch. "Y'don't mind 'f I sit down, yeah? An' I heard 'bout your pack; congies an' stuff, that kicks. I'm not learnin' nearly so many rites an' gifts as I wish I were... I gotta get back t' buggin' people 'bout that. Which ones've you been studyin'? That healin' one, damn I wanna know that. Maybe you could try an' teach me some time?" She stretches, and drops onto the couch without waiting for a reply; maybe she forgot she even asked. "So which cubs for whicha those things, anyone I know?"
Grinning, Alicia doesn't seem to mind if her best friend plops on the couch. "I just learned Questing Stone, currently I am learning Cleansing from a new Fury friend of mine. I will be learning Contrition from Francisco. I also learned Feeding the Earth, a rite where I get to slash cuts into my arms and attone for my past sins." Sliding ontot he couch next to you, she passes over the box of donuts. "I just learned a gift to resist pain when in battle so you don't feel a thing. I'm taking care of Dove here, he lives with me -- kinda out with Tom right now, kick boxing lessons. And Malachi part time, I'm sharing him with Adam and Andrea. And the pack is coming along. We got our totem, which is Owl so I can fly now."
Bernie accepts a donut, gesturing with it as she speaks. "Yeah, I heard. With Joey an' all. It's just in the Umbra, th' flyin', right? Patrick c'n fly just in general, how cool is that? He levitated all through th' raggie moot. An' very cool. I'm still helpin' out with our cubs, some, too. Just sent Ann'ka on her Rite, an' damn, I hope she gets back soon, or I'll start worryin'. Though I know she c'n handle it. Matt's got that gift, th' one against pain, I mean. 's another one I wouldn't mind knowin', frankly. Woulda kicked ass back when I got done up cajun style."
Alicia nods her head in reply. "Ahh, yes, I wish I had that gift when I was trying to lose fingers chopping up glass things." Tilting her head, she pushes back her bangs a bit. "The flying thing is too cool. Anyways, I've learned a lot of kick boxing, so I can hold my own now pretty well I believe. Other then that, I'm not sure what else is new besides the typical run of the mill Galliard stuff. Just meeting all the new folks."
Bernie grins. "Maybe I oughta take up kickboxin' or some shit like that. Hmm. Lessee, y'wanna know what else's been up with me?"
Alicia nods her head. "Of course I do." She says with a slight grin. "Talk away girl."
The grin widens a little, and the Gnawer munches a bite of donut as she relaxes back, thinking. "Lessee. Well. 'course y'know 'bout my pack already, That's goin' fine. Kaz's Gnawer Elder, now. Mm. I got that bone thing pretty much wrapped up, an' a Strider kinfolk there spirited th' bones out t' Sepdet t' finish it off, so that's all good... uh, I killed a vampire," oddly, she sounds more wry than proud about that, "I'm doin' a full load at SCCU an' workin' parttime at Garcia's, so damn, I'm busy. But it's fun. I realised, come November, I've been up here a year. Weird, huh?"
[Scene called on account of long distance phone call from Canada!]