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[ Obviously not as spacious as he'd like it to be. He'd asked the wardens about bigger and better accommodations, but was told that he needed to do work on getting more rehab points via community service and such. That pretty much killed his dreams of boarding house style living.
If he's even a little surprised to hear that Alaric's agreeing to stay at his place, he doesn't show it. Of course, there's a hint of a smirk on his lips as he nods towards the hallway. ]
Come on. I'll show you. [ It's the last room on the right. Spacious. Complete with ensuite bathroom. All the privacy Alaric needs. ]
I signed the apartment off to Elena a little over a week ago. We're safe from the originals. [ He picks a book off a shelf next to Alaric's room -- (For Whom The Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway) -- and presses a button to reveal a hidden door. ] I think you're going to like this. [ It's his little weapons room. So far, there's just been a lot of crappy whittling going on. He's got a couple of vervain bombs in the making, but nothing else. Clearly not the expert at weapons making here. ]