Post by Velvet on Oct 11, 2006 17:41:40 GMT
Old railway tracks turn off to the tunnel, once used to store unused trains, now nothing but the entrance, hosting a strong metal railway door to a small system of rooms. In which resides Velvet and a few of her close 'friends' not to mention a rather large pair of bouncers hired by her.
A room, slightly larger then the rest serves as her office, the first room you come to. The dark walls are covered in bright paint and graffiti, regularly repainted as Velvet feels the urge. In here is a desk and a few files which she locks away, storing her contact info.
Behind the locked door to the side of the room are her quarters, nothing much but a room with a bed and a few chairs scattered about, a table stands in the centre, highly valuable which she stole from a passing train when it broke down not far away.
On the other side of her office resides the rooms of her bouncers, blocking the only door into her secret storeroom. Intricate locks cover the wall should the men fail in their duties and the only keys are carried on Velvet's person.
A room, slightly larger then the rest serves as her office, the first room you come to. The dark walls are covered in bright paint and graffiti, regularly repainted as Velvet feels the urge. In here is a desk and a few files which she locks away, storing her contact info.
Behind the locked door to the side of the room are her quarters, nothing much but a room with a bed and a few chairs scattered about, a table stands in the centre, highly valuable which she stole from a passing train when it broke down not far away.
On the other side of her office resides the rooms of her bouncers, blocking the only door into her secret storeroom. Intricate locks cover the wall should the men fail in their duties and the only keys are carried on Velvet's person.
