"Okay." Dalia shrugs slightly and leads the way. She heads to a side staircase and opens it with her key, and waits until Kaiser enters before coming inside.
As promised, Dalia's apartment is up six flights of tight, cramped stairs. Lugging stuff down is going to be pretty hard. From what Kaiser can see, the place isn't exactly modern, but it's pretty clean and respectable none the less. Nobody else seems to be around, but then again it's nighttime so that's not surprising. Someone has taped a couple notices to the door to Dalia's apartment, but she stares them down and stuffs them into a pocket before Kaiser can read them. After a couple seconds fumbling with the lock, she opens the door and heads in.
The first impression of her apartment is that it's similar to a hotel room. It's small, cramped, and all of the furniture looks cheap and generic. And it also doesn't really seem like a home. Sure, there's a few magazines and newspapers scattered about, and some rotten fruit in a wire basket, but it doesn't have any real decoration or personality. It's just a place that someone has been living in, without really making it theirs. The main room of the apartment, which is the one that the front door opens out into, is a open-concept kitchen/living room/dining room, mostly since it's too small to be anything else. It has a table, seating, a refrigerator, cabinets, some counter space, and even a little TV. From the entrance, Kaiser can see three other doors in the apartment, and chances are that's all there'll be. One of them is obviously a closet, but the other two are a little more mysterious. One of them is definitely a bedroom however.
Dalia turns on all the lights and hands Kaiser a box. "Go through the refrigerator and cabinets and pack all of the food that hasn't spoiled yet. I think some of the cookies should still be okay, you can munch of them if you want."
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Topic: Rise of the Magic Girls v3 IC: Poof. (Read 750943 times)