Currently the moon is in the waxing Half Moon phase (42% full).
Currently in Saint Claire, it is clear outside. The temperature is 65 degrees Fahrenheit (18 degrees Celsius). The wind is calm today. The barometric pressure reading is 29.81 and rising, and the relative humidity is 78 percent. The dewpoint is 58 degrees Fahrenheit (14 degrees Celsius.)
It is currently 21:44 Pacific Time on Sun Sep 23 2001.
Whispering Pines - Roger's Apt(#2598RAJL)
This apartment gives a look of high expense, not in the building itself, but it's contents. The walls and ceiling are painted pure black, and the carpet matches the darkness, save for some off color fuzz, being that it's a pretty new carpet. Across from the door in the living area is a large black entertainment center consisting of a not suprisingly black 42" TV, a large fully digital stereo system with CD and tape players, AM/FM stereo, a setting for the TV, and a useless setting called 'phono'. There are various gaming systems tucked into the entertainment center as well, baring names like Dreamcast, Playstation and Playstation 2, various systems with the word 'Nintendo' upon them... 3D0, NeoGeo, and finally something called a 'colecovision'. This system is complemented nicely by a high quality Bose surround sound speaker system. Two black leather couches are on the left and right of the living area, angled at the entertainment center. A large chest rests on the ground between the couches and the entertainment center, working as a foot rest. The only sources of light are the LEDs on the stereo, the TV, and a small blacklight bulb in the fan in the center of the apartment. A door to the right of the apartment leads to Roger's bedroom(+view) and the small kitchen is visable on the right side of the apartment, almost a part of the living room. The kitchen is lit up by a hallogen lamp, resting next to the front door, pointed towards it.
Jeremy is sitting on the couch with his laptop, happily punching away at the keys. Head phones on, shirtless, he doesn't pay much attention at the moment to anything but the classical tunes which flow into his ears. Its late at night, Roger is asleep and he's web surfing.
There is a very light, ever so soft rapping at the door. Just enough so that the kin boy may hear, but not so loud to possible awake the metis that may slumber within.
Jeremy continues to sway to the music as his fingers gently play upon the keyboard, that was until the knocking is heard. Quirking up a brow, he peers over the screen to the monitor on the wall, blinking. Placing the computer off to the side, he stands up and heads over to the door, unlocking and opening it up slowly. Peering out at her, a grin forms along his lips. ".. Hi."
"Hi," Dizzy responds with a smile and a small wave. She peer past the kin boy, looking for any sign that the appartment's owner might be home. "Is Roger home?" she asks quietly, "Or can we stay in tonight?"
"Roger is out I think. I haven't seen him come home yet, that or he's asleep. I dunno, once I get on that computer I zone." Jeremy smiles and steps to the side, keeping the door open. "C'mon in."
Stepping in, and removing her glasses, she leans up to give Jeremy a quick peck on the lips and goes back to looking around the appartment. "I'd rather not wake him if he is home," she says in a hushed tone. She adds after a short pause, factiously, "And you spend too much time on the computer anyway."
Jeremy closes the door behind him and follows after, grinning a bit. "And you spend too much time in hot topic, but do I make fun of you? Nooooo." Teasingly, he wraps his arms around her from behind and slides his chin across her shoulder, giving her a soft peck on her neck. "You can't wake Roger, he sleeps like a rock."
Dizzy stiffles a giggle and places her hands on her hips. "Well, rock or not, I know this place is wired worse than the safehouse." She turns around to face Jeremy and wraps her arms around him, "So... want to go out? Or, would you rather we go to the s... no. Fuck. I always forget that Sophia's back. Maybe we could hang down in the rec room?"
Jeremy smiles and holds her tighter as he gazes into her eyes, his blue stare sealed behind contacts. Tilting his head a bit, he makes a soft 'woofing' noise into her ear. "Sure, we can do that. I need to grab a shirt though."
The garou cub makes a feign at biting the boy's nose. "Go grab a shirt, then. It's kinda cold out, so you might want a coat," she says, pushing him away.
Jeremy grins and wanders over to his suitcase and pulls out a mac shirt, pulling it on. Then finally, a jacket. "I'm sure you could keep me warm the entire time." He says playfully.
Dizzy grins as she pokes Jeremy in the side, "Yeah, a fur coat does wonders, huh?" she chides.
Jeremy nods his head and slips his arm over her shoulders. "Nothing says loving like a big fuzzy ten foot teddy bear. C'mon, les' go."