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Richard Harrington Summerby (the_richard) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Rich had been keeping half an eye on the street cameras while he worked at his laptop so he caught sight of Pandora when she came out through the tunnel under the railroad bridge.

"Hey there." He had a smile on his face as he greeted her. To tell the truth, at least to himself, he knew he'd come on rather strongly the other night, and he still hadn't been completely sure she would show up. "Hope you like the neighborhood. Father and I have put a lot of effort into refurbishing these old buildings. Everything on the river side from the bridge here to the Thameside Inn is ours now. The next steel door past the two garage doors is my flat."

He led her through the closer, industrial looking metal door and into the foyer, which had been done in marble and dark polished wood like something out of the 1880s. Elevator to the sixth, top floor, the to the right and right again, behind the elevator were two doors, one marked 'Roof', and the other with two substantial locks. "Hot tub and gas grill on the roof for the tenants to use, and chairs and tables to catch the view."

Reaching into his side jacket pocket he pulled out a ring with a few keys on it and tossed it to Dora. "There you go. See what you think. Had the cleaning service in, and the refrigerator and pantry are stocked. If you hate any of the furniture, I can put it in the basement storage area and you can see if you like anything there better."