This is where Zed’ sleeps when she is making more than a passing visit to her new friends at Gottin’s Lamp (the bar/tavern complex owned by the corporation she joined to help her get to know the humans in New Eden).
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Table of Contents:
- FIND: Her Door
- ENTER: Her Foyer
- ILLUMINATE: Lights and Fixtures
- PREPARE: Her Kitchen
- OBSERVE: Her Living-room
- ACCESS: Her Inner Doorways
- CLEANSE: Her Bathroom
- DREAM: Her Bedroom
- KNOW: General and Additional Facts
- Suite Images
- How She Dresses Here
- History
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FIND
One of the hallways extending off from the common area of the Gottin’s Lamp sleeping section will bring you to a blank, inconspicuous, typical Space station door.
It is such an unsuspecting feature built into the wall of this corridor that if you blink, you will miss it, and most people might assume it to be for a maintenance technician to use only once in a while.
Nothing outside it indicates what is on the other side, nor who might live in there.
ENTER
Behind the front door to this suite is a tidy foyer –with nothing but a contemporary coat rack stand off to one side of the door– opening up on all sides to the living room directly ahead, a kitchen to the right, and a short hall to a bathroom and then a bedroom to the left.
It is basically a one-story house-sized living-space in here, nicely appointed with furnishings of excellent craftsmanship and wall-art such as fireless-torch sconces and tapestries displaying hand-paintings of the major three symbols of the Amarr, golden-white on a background of black with paint spattered around like distant stars.
The whole place has the look and feel of a show-home, and is kept meticulously clean, even the sink always blemish-free regardless if it has been used all day for meal-prep’, or turned on for a few seconds to wash hands.
You’ll be invited to leave your shoes and socks on the shelf made just for them before you proceed in farther –which is a scale model of an Orca.
ILLUMINATE
Lighting is predominantly indirect and kept very low, dim, leaving the whole place in a shadowy and cozy, almost club-like ‘atmosphere’, a life-like digital fireplace device the only sound, quietly crackling where it is against the wall in the living-room, facing one of the three C-shaped long-couch sections there.
There are floor-lamps in some of the corners, each a different ~8′-tall scale model of an Amarr Space structure (one of these lamps is a scale model of an Amarr class-A starport, another is a scale model of an Amarr modern military station, another is a scale model of an Amarr old-style military station, another is a scale model of an Amarr research station –like the Hedion University where Zed’ did much of her schooling, additional floor-lamp Space-station scale-models in other rooms), their color-schemes blending well with the rest of the seats and décor.
Tiny night-lights; each a soft mineral-white LED-based rectangular prism visible near some wall corners a few inches above the floor, appear plugged into outlets there, protruding only an inch or so from those vertical surfaces.
PREPARE
The kitchen has black marble countertops cut in such a way that they glow deeply from the lights directly below them, otherwise out of sight.
An island separates this room from the living room, functioning as a serving or staging surface –and this island is a transparent rectangular cube, like a museum display-case, housing a ~4′-long scale model of a Providence.
The fridge-and-freezer –kept stocked with vegan staples, seasoning, baking ingredients, and treats, as well as non-alcoholic beverages — is also black, as are the stove-oven, microwave, and dishwasher, all with gold handles and hinges; an Amarr color scheme throughout.
One air fryer, one blender, one bread maker, one nut-milk maker, and one rice maker –all black– are the only things sitting on the countertop, and they are so clean they look unused.
All cabinets are a black frame of a clear glass pane showing off three levels of shelves within, the dishes, glasses, and cookware inside all secured at a steep display-angle by unseen pegs, showroom-style backlighting LEDs giving each piece a vertical halo glow all around.
When the lights come on in this room, it has bright and soothing off-whites and pastels, as well as earth tones in all the right places, very well designed and balanced to any beholder.
Every plate and bowl is shiny sleek black.
All the utensils are not silverware, but electrum and gold.
OBSERVE
A large window dominating the center of the living-room wall provides a triple-paned and blast-resistant bay-like view out to one of the largest of this Space station’s hangars, everything out there silent due to exceptional sound-proofing layers. This window can tint/shade itself electronically on command, and is the only source of ‘natural’/outside light for the living room, kitchen, and foyer.
The C-shaped couch is black and incredibly soft, made from some material finer than silk.
There are various real plants (all fragrant aphrodisiac ferns or flowers) in watered soil-filled vases on fluted (grooved) pedestals near the corners where the tall, skinny, shadeless, floor-lamps based on scale-models stand.
A baby grand piano blocks the digital fireplace light from being directly viewed from the door across the simple yet nicely tile-floored foyer –that same sleek black tile continuing into every room except the last.
No bookshelf or other such complements common to the public rooms of some other homes are to be found; Zed’ regards hardcopies as treasures and only keeps and displays such things back home.
Anyone who joins her for a drink will likely have it served in here –by a naked slave girl.
Anyone who joins her for a bite to eat will likely have it presented in an artistic arrangement displayed atop the prone body of, you guessed it, a naked slave girl –which is called nyotaimori— who will usually be lying on her back upon the low (and only) table in this room.
No TV or speakers are present; she prefers to have her news from a handheld device or conversations, and her music performed live –again, by naked slave girls.
ACCESS
To go from room to room, no doors must be unlocked and opened; in fact, this suite has no doors, not even for the bedroom or bathroom.
A blackout curtain hangs from the top of what would have been a doorway, separating the hall’s end from the bedroom.
It was trimmed to bunch up tastefully on the floor, symbolizing abundance and some attractive excess.
CLEANSE
In the bathroom halfway down the hall is a place for laundry (a matching, black, front-loading washer and drier), with a sink (black translucent bowl anchored atop the featureless-black countertop, circular faucet and knobs of gold), set of cabinets (matching the countertop, with gold handles), and toilet (with bidet attachment) nearby (with a roll of black toilet paper on a gold holder).
The walls are painted a storm-cloud gray-blue, the job making them look almost billowy or fluffy, heavy with rain, as if through unfocused eyes or during civil twilight.
On the far wall in that room is a walk-in shower (again, with no door, not even a sliding glass panel) with handlebars at different angles on each of the walls, and dozens of showerheads, each capable of comfortably-high water-pressure and even a rainstorm or mini-waterfall effect.
In the middle of this huge shower is a jacuzzi big enough to seat four or five, all its sides transparent and filled with moving blobs like a lava-lamp, lit internally by LED mood-lights.
The mirror takes up most of the wall over the sink countertop, and is surrounded by a rectangle of LEDs which look like a single light outline when turned on.
Black towels embroidered with an italicized cursive “Z” the size of a palm on their center are draped in an overlapping set of successively smaller sizes (for body, hands, and face) over a singular heated towel bar on the wall just outside the shower.
A high-end adjustable massage-table (doubling as a ~6′-long scale model of an Archon) is also in this room, anchored to the floor between the toilet-bidet and opposite wall, and just as evenly placed between the walk-in shower and w/d –and Zed’ lies on it for her weekly massages, having her slaves keep it clean, and will always offer either a slave or herself to provide massages to her guests.
Any shampoo, conditioner, soap, body gel, massage oil, and Essential Oils, will be kept out of sight, in one of the cabinets under the sink.
DREAM
Zed’s bedroom is luxurious and seductive, the walls and ceiling painted jet black (to resemble an overcast night or deep cave, both common on her world), with black beyond-silk sheets and matching pillow cases, a fluffy bed cover topped with a tastefully-angled ‘throw’, and bedposts that rise up to support a diaphanous black canopy of overlapping fabric draped in offset curves, tassels hanging from their tiebacks.
Curiously, this king-size bed of hers is also circular, not rectangular, and is in the center of the room, not up against a wall like most people have their bed.
There is a headboard fit for a king or queen, a short step-ladder/foot-stool (a scale model of an Impel) on one side with black cushions for bare feet, and a thick trunk (a scale model of a Bowhead) whose also-cushioned lid can double as a loveseat.
The dresser, wardrobe (in place of a closet), and other pieces in this room were custom-made to match the royal-looking canopy-bed, and Zed’s clothes in them are all organized by event, some for function (such as her boots, cargo khakis, and the modest couture she is often seen wearing in the bar and out to eat), some for formalities (such as black swoop-back evening gowns), some for fun (such as her sandals, cut-off shorts, tube-tops, and lacy ‘why even bother’ dresses).
That dresser, by the way, is an ~8′-long hollow scale model of an Avatar (with all the windows and lights), and the wardrobe is an ~8′-tall hollow scale model of the Emperor Family Academy (the Trade Post type of Amarr Space-station, also with all the windows and lights), the trunk at the foot of her bed being a hollow scale model of a Bowhead (obviously not to-scale with the dresser and wardrobe models).
A lone framed picture rests on one of her two nightstands; it is of her standing beside her father outside their manor on a sunny day, back on their first family farm on Soliara III, where all their businesses in the cluster began, both of them in casual outdoor rancher attire, his long mane of hair down past his shoulders just like hers, his arm around her back, her arm around his, both of them smiling ear to ear, gardening tools in their free hands, clearly in a good father-daughter relationship and environment over there.
One of her nightstands is a ~3′-long scale model of an Aeon, the other being of a Revelation.
There is also an ornately-carved dragon figurine made for holding an incense stick and collecting its ash as the aromatic length burns.
Keeping with the principles of Feng Shui, there are certain things not present in this most sacred of all the rooms, a desk and computer being among them.
A single candle –golden, not white– stands on a thick cylindrical pedestal –black with a golden studded band around it near the top– up to chest height in the far corner from the mini hallway back to the foyer, this candle being as thick –and one third as tall– as its foot-diameter pedestal, three wicks in a perfect triangle formation atop it, unlit.
This is the only place in her suite which has soft flooring; a black carpet of the highest quality covers the floor from wall to wall.
It is also the only room with a light fixture; not a chandelier, instead a scale model of Zed’s home-system, Soliara, hangs like a 10′-diameter crib-mobile a few feet above the top of her canopy-bed.
KNOW
While this ‘home away from home’ looks like any other station apartment door from the outside, and while it is just big enough to suit one person or a couple, walking inside removes any doubt about the fact that Zed’ comes from a family with some money –or, at least of course, she has done well for herself out amongst the New Eden stars.
You will never hear her boast about this place, as she is a humble farm-girl turned business-assistant, most of her successes due to her family struggling, overcoming, and committing to their ventures through the decades before she was even born.
If you are kind to her and she likes you, however, you will definitely always be invited here, should ever you wish to visit or stay.
Keep in mind, of course, that she is True Amarr and the daughter of a Holder; you will see her acquiring and transporting slaves, working with slavers, etc., and she’ll always have slaves helping her shower after work, then sleeping on the floor around the base of her bed.
Her escort (bodyguard) uses the spacious c-shaped couch in the living room, as that affords him a constant direct view to the door.
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Suite Images:
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How She Dresses Here:
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History:
She requested and got this suite in 23,360 A.D. (and this was RPed/spellcrafted in 2022).
Her first guests were a new female Gallente friend who was a total slut (in a good way), and another Gallente who had modified herself so extensively that she even had a life-like strap-on as an appendage. They had a threesome in the shuttle on the way from their own star-system, and continued that threesome in this suite she had customized/decorated just weeks before. This set the trend for her place, and it has been religiously maintained ever since.
Z’ loves to dress all sexy like that for her guests. Sometimes she answers her door naked, then offers to try on whatever in her closet they might like to see and fuck her in. She is also always open, of course, to letting them bring outfits for her.
During the first year of having this suite, she has sexually entertained guests almost every single night she has been there. All told, in that amount of time, she ended up having sex with thousands, typically always in threesomes or larger groups. The tally, as of 23,361 A.D. (written in 2023) is ~5,000 –which averages out to ~14 sex-partners per day, though she was not here each of the 365 days of that year, thus the average is more like a couple dozen sex-partners each of the days she was here.
Every time she is in this suite, she leaves a red light on outside its door, letting everyone know she is available for full use. She is an Inisfreean (ICV), after all.
Nyria and other ICVs have since started joining her here to help put on sex-shows for their Maker, High King Auz.
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