The room is warmly lit and a holographic fire is always crackling in a small fireplace to your right. The simple standard single person bed is shoved against the far wall with the head end against the left wall, the bedspread was warm honey tones and browns, usually with a distinct lump of black on it, a sleeping feline. An intimate two person couch sat against the wall just to the left of the doorway, tucked into the corner with a small glass coffee table in front of it. The frame work of everything was black, though the carpet was a cheery cream, the walls a soothing mint tinge of white. Book cases covered the right wall on either side of the little fire place, every inch covered with books from aged volumes to shiny new ones mixed together in no apparent order. A few thick, comfy looking sitting pillows sat in front of the fire, a handful of throw pillows dotting the area and an intricate, hand woven, heavily detailed area rug lay just before the holographic projection, under some pillows, depicting a scene that was heavily stylized of some forest or battle field, it was hard to say, depending on which way you looked at it. Pictures of what seemed to be other worlds or Vesper with some random person dotted the walls, mostly black and whites.