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</a><br/>Nalia<br/>Anger room<br/><a class="username" data-user-id="3012" data-username="@Norden" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3012/">@Norden</a><br/><br/>Nalia definitely appreciated the extra bit of support he supplied with his arm. What surprised her was that his arm remained where it was through the entire transformation process. She watched as each detail of the studio melted away into what he imagined, like a wave of wood flowed across and replaced the padded floor. The rest of the details manifested in a blur of electric blue light before coming to rest in the shades it was meant. When it was a preset, the transition from one scenery to another wasn’t quite so slow. But seeing the computer read the details of his mind with such precision was certainly something to witness.<br/><br/>Finally, when all was done, Nalia turned to see Axle appreciate his work before bringing his attention back to her. With both his arms around her she smiled into the small kiss. As for the possible upgrade to the room, all she could do was shake her head, keeping the soft smile, and explained, keeping her voice low, “this is perfect.”<br/><br/>Before he could say another word, Nalia slipped out from his hold and made her way over towards the bed. She took a seat right at the foot of it, spreading a hand across the comforter, feeling the texture. It was certainly soft. Her attention reverted back to him once more, her smile now a small smirk. She tilted her head briefly, gesturing him to join her as she leaned back, holding herself up only with her hands placed upon the bed behind her back, her head tilted to the side as her brown hair draped over left shoulder.