(As we saw elsewhere, Joan Danvers moved back in to Rooms to Let when she graduated from SSU. We need to catch up on her story (hers and Peran's as it turns out, nudge nudge wink wink), but in the meantime we join Allegra Gorey just after her graduation.)
At the bus stop.
The traditional post-graduate phone call.
"Hello, I'm looking for Brandi LeTourneau?"
"Speaking."
"Yes, I saw your classified in Annals of Ontological Relativity? 'Rooms to Let, knowledge-rich environment, ideal for scholarship'? I've just returned to the area from SSU, and I wondered if you still had a space open."
"We do, in fact. I have to warn you the terms are a bit unusual. You'll need to submit a resumé --"
"That shouldn't be a problem."
"-- and then there is a twenty-thousand Simoleon security deposit --"
"Oh my!"
"-- but after that room and board is free; all tenants contribute from their salaries to a common shared house fund. Is that acceptable to you?"
"Well, yes, I think so. And the rooms are well-equipped? I'm planning to eventually dominate the world through subtle control of the media and artistic styles, extensive criminal enterprises, and pheromones distributed from zeppelins disguised as cumulus clouds; and I'll need access to a good library and top-of-the-line equipment."
"No worries on that score, our facilities are extensive. You've heard of 'the Witch Queen'?"
"Who hasn't?"
"That was me, before I retired."
"You're kidding!"
"And the Mole Man lived here during some of his most famous exploits, before he got married and changed careers."
"Sounds ideal. I'll call a cab."
"Don't forget your resumé!"
"I hope I fit in."
Brandi found Allegra's Honors diploma and widely-varied (and nefarious) interests quite acceptable. The twenty thousand Simoleons didn't hurt, either, although by now Rooms to Let is pretty much swimming in dough anyway.
The atmosphere was just what Allegra was looking for.
Skilling in the evening.
Brandi meditating, Peran on the sofa about to max out Cleaning or something, Joan Danvers on the exercise machine, and Allegra in her nightie working on her Logic at the chessboard. Sandy is having a sandwich before she goes out partying; being the only Romance sim among all these Knowledge nerds would get boring sometimes, except that she's permaplatinum now, and she has a nice handful of lovers to visit on other lots.
Allegra lost no time in dipping into the overflowing house fund and fixing up her room.
Sort of semi-Goth.
In fact the main reason I'm posting this update at all is that I'm really fond of Allegra's room and wanted to show it off. Big pot from Kate at Parsimonious, bird-lady wall poster by me, everything else I think by Maxis but remind me if I forgot something.
And she invited Castor over to see it.
And to test out the bed.
I really have to play Castor in the frat house sometime; dunno why I keep putting it off...
So that's Allegra, launched into adulthood and the underworld. Next time, maybe: Joan and Peran.