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 Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:32 pm
Right, then. Jordan closed the door gently. And locked it.
What the jack was that? Ferros asked, bemused.
"Ask me after breakfast when I'm awake." Jordan flopped back into bed and hauled the pillow over his head to muffle the sounds of too-enthusiastic caroling still coming from the hallway.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:34 pm
7am 6am. Waking up in the morning. Knock on the door. Gotta go downstairs.
Gotta have his mug. Gotta get coffee.
Seeing everything, the time is a going.
Ticking on and on. Everybody's sleeping (maybe).
Gotta get down to the kitchen.
First gotta answer the door -- He sees SANTA!?
Staring at the front girl. Staring at the back guy.
Gotta say something.
What should he do?
It's Friday. Friday. Way too early on Friday.
What are these people doing on Friday?
Deryk just stared at Santa Claus, who was singing.
(He also apologizes for his player being a massive dork).
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:47 pm
Despite the light shining under door 129, it took a few minutes before someone shuffled to answer. "Er... Hello?" Jerry wobbled upright groggily.  Oh. Em. Gee. It was carolers. REAL CAROLERS.  Maybe they would let him tag along?
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:16 pm
Julie dragged Bix off to the next set of victims and Candace just watched silently, then turned that blank stare of 'What the ******** just happened' to Jordan and Gale before she turned back into her room and also locked it behind her.
She could still hear the bells. Auuuuuugh!
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:18 am
Before woke up.
Before opened the door.
Before gave a sleepy smile and let everything fly over his head.
Before nodded.
Before is not really sure what he's nodding at, to, or for but he is nodding.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 9:16 am
The schedule for the day off from guard duty was simple for Leon:
5:00 wake up call with a light amount of stretching.
5:10 was to proceed with basic cardio and non-weight lifting training.
5:30 was a rigorous shadowboxing and punching bag relay.
6:15 was breakfast and a shower
7:00 was a meditative session
8:00 was penned in to be a early morning study session over the notes he had collected.
All those plans went out the proverbial tiny window when the door got a series of taps and a unmistakable sound of jingling heard from behind the solid piece of wood, they knocked and he had to answer. Wearing nothing but loose fitting training pants and a perplexed look on his face. "Carolers, at 0600 hours. Ho, Ho, Ho." Leon muttered quietly and stared more at the suddenly plump Bix. "lay off those Ho-ho's there Bix." he said groggily and turned to address Julie. "And I felt that last Ho title belongs to you."
And then the door was closed up in their faces. "Ugh, it's far too early for Christmas cheer." the boxer grumbled out and went back into his schedule for the day. However the schedule had a new item scratched in to its list.
5:00pm : Throw Milk and joy cookies at Santa Bix.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 1:56 pm
"Merry Christmas!" Shouted Julie in chorus with Santa Bix's singing, making sure to include helpful phrases like "Santa Claus is coming to town!" and "Feliz Navidad" for those of the less Christmas-oriented type. She was now raining from her pocket white sparkling sequins all over the hallway, scattering them into the air, on top of the bewildered trainees, anywhere she could find. She hummed as she continued down the hallway, knocking on the next set of doors in the dorm hallway.
Though the Moon Hunter hadn't exactly encouraged more carolers, she really did not seem adverse to anyone else joining in either.
There was sharp rap on the next set of doors, now a jolly 6:10 in the morning as she jangled her holiday bells as loud as she could and waited for Bix (and anyone else interested) to catch up. They might have been singing "Deck the Halls", it was hard to tell, and kind of sounded satanic in nature. Almost.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:19 pm
 There was a certain protocol to waking up Cassandra Norris before 8 in the morning for any reason. Most people who tried to wake her up at that time had learned what that protocol was - be gentle, have good reason, and give her incentive to be awake for that reason. As long as being awake was beneficial to her, she'd get up with some fussing, but generally be pleasant. However, that was not the case with this awakening.
No.
Cass had heard the bell in the rooms before hers and buried her head underneath a pillow thinking 'God, oh god, make them quit before they get here'. Actually, she'd been thinking a long stream of swears and generally tried to get back to sleep in hopes that she'd be able to last through the ruckus and then enjoy the rest of her very nice dream involving a certain Moon Hunter and the mysterious cake he'd jumped out of. But no, it seemed that wasn't going to be the case when the knocking came to her own door.
She tried to ignore it.
Then came the bell. That horrible..hellish..bell. She hated that bell, she hated it more than anything else in the world right then. The more she tried to ignore it, the louder it seemed to become, even as the caterwauling of horrible out-of-sync satanic chanting chimed up with it. Cass rolled out of bed, leaving her blanket on the bed where it would be nice and safe as she stormed across the room. The anger in her footsteps probably would have been audible if the ringing wasn't so loud.
But it wasn't, so it was with very little...room...that poor poor Bix would be subjected to his next door neighbor at the worst hour of the morning for her - the bed-head hour of the day.
Her door swung open with enough force to have probably knocked someone out if they'd been hit with it, and she looked visibly pissed, her weapon summoned. Was that against the rules?
Would Caelius have done the same? It'd be a smart ring to make someday. WWCD (What would Caelius Do?), but she was too irate to think logically right then.
"You have thirty seconds."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 3:08 pm
When was the last time Wilson had woken up around six o’ clock? A very, very long time ago, and he’d like to keep it that way. The muffled sounds of bells and caroling had gradually poked the young trainee awake. He rolled around in his bed, scooting over to the edge to get away from the unpleasant noises. Gramps. Go get the door. [Lovely idea, Youngin’, except I don’t have a body to do that with.] A loud knock on the door, but he only groaned and buried his head beneath the covers. Another frustrated groan when he heard the bells clanging, noisier than ever. “Fine.”
He threw his blanket off, letting it fall to the floor as he slipped out of bed and over to the door. Wilson winced when he opened it, the hellish singing jumping in volume. “Hey, could you guys quiet dow—…” Despite still being groggy, he could clearly see Julie and Bix dressed up in a Santa Claus costume.
What’s going on? ಠ_ಠ
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 5:40 pm
A knock at the door, the sound of bells, along with something that maybe could pass as singing, and the moon trainee was forced awake.
Again.
"Oh what is it NOW!?" He demanded, sticking his head under a pillow and sliding down under his blankets to block out as much of the obnoxious noise as he could. Little good it did. He could still hear those hellish bells.
Damn it!
What the hell was going on? Was this someones idea of a sick joke--waking him up early? He had to get up in an hour! He wanted--no, he needed sleep!
Throwing the covers aside, Ryan grabbed hold of his pillows and stomped over to the door. The moment he reached the door, he opened it, and then proceeded to chuck a pillow at the first person that came into view. Which happened to be a singing Santa Claus.
"Would it kill people to let me sleep for once!?" He growled out; threatening to throw the other pillow.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 6:46 pm
Davey was an early riser, an ingrained habit that half a year as a Hunter was unable to break. He was used to being one of the few up before dawn (or even AT dawn), so to hear bells out in the hall while changing after a morning job around the compound was a surprise. Of all days, he would have thought people would sleep in today. His fellow trainees weren't six year olds, after all.
Or were they?
Opening his door, Davey watched with a blank face as the others paraded through the hallway shouting out greetings and singing and... Davey almost wished he could just go back to bed. Screw the fact that he'd been up and exercising already, that he wasn't the least bit tired, he'd just lie in bed and try to smother himself with a pillow.
"What is wrong with you people?" he growled. Yes, they'd been given a generous allowance and a day back in the real world to buy each other gifts. Davey didn't think that deserved this level of enthusiasm, though. Hunter Island was hardly conducive to the kind of joyful Christmas celebration the carolers seemed to be aiming for.
Azrael, who rarely began speaking to Davey before 8am, stirred and mumbled out a half-hearted, ~Kill'emall...~
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 9:03 pm
Poking her head out of her covers as she heard bells in the hallway grumbled a little. All she wanted was a little more sleep before she got up to do some training, but she might have already been up if she hadn't stayed so late reading. Covering her head back up to try and muffle the sounds of those bells to see if she could get a little more sleep.
That was never going to happen when she hear someone knocking at her door.
Alright, I will. She replied as she knew he would total do it too and she just wanted a little more sleep. Flinging the covers to the side as she climbed out of bed wearing a t-shirt and fuzzy pants as she walked over to the door and opened it.
Tori was now really confused when she saw the sight of the carolers at her door. Tilting her head to the side as she knew what carolers were but she had never seen people caroling and even more confused when she got a good look to what they were wearing. "Umm...Hi," Tori said still trying to figure things out even when they were singing too, oh so confused.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 10:42 pm
Bix seemed unphased by the variety of annoyed faces. Well mostly unphased. He had a feeling he was going to be getting it later, either an earful or a few punches. He hadn't bothered to greet any of his friends because they mostly seemed annoyed but there was at least one happy face. Bix waved for Jerry to come along, he knew the other loved to sing. "SIIIIIILENT NIIIGHT.." It was the least beautiful rendition ever performed. "..ALL IS BRIIIGHTTTT.." Singing things correctly and in order was hardly a priority. "HOOOOO HOHOHOOOOO!!" He put an arm around Julie and Jerry and swayed side to side outside the next set of doors.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 11:11 pm
Cass actually fired a warning shot.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 12:06 am
demon_pachabel Cass actually fired a warning shot. Azrael mumbled. Davey nodded his agreement. "Fifty points for headshots, Cass," he yelled down the hall. Leaning against the doorframe, Davey alternated between glaring at those singing and waiting to see if Cass kept it up.
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