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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 12:12 am
She tugs him to the bedroom. "Let's get some rest. Perhaps Matthew will call in the morning."
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It's a slightly dusty attic! It's piled with trunks and old clothes and lots of unused blankets and things. Nat dusts himself off as he looks around. "This will do for the night. Tomorrow we'll find something to eat and perhaps visit your Angie." He finds an open trunk and prepares a bed for himself inside it.
List looks around nervously.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 12:13 am
"All right." Follow.
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"Okay." Edan curls up into a little ball and tries to rest.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 12:14 am
Bedtime!
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"Goodnight, Edan. List."
List mumbles something and finds a dark corner to lurk in for the night.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:23 pm
Edan is curled in a wee ball.
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Matthew is heading down for breakfasts!
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Richard is sleeping.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:27 pm
Nat has found a big floppy hat to wear and a photo album to look through. He looks at Edan every few pages, then finally clears his throat noisily.
List has eaten all the moths.
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There are waffles!
And a Russ & Violet!
-- Angie is trying to tickle him.
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Oh yeah. Horace is trying to get into Anice's house again. Peck peck!
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:37 pm
Edan peeks up.
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Matthew smiles. "Good morning."
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Richard jumps and reaches for his gun as he blinks himself awake.
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Bradley opens the window!
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:47 pm
Smile. "Ah, you're awake. Good morning."
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"Hi, Matthew!" Violet waves. "Come get something to eat."
Russ waves, too.
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"Richard! It's me!"
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Horace hops in and croaks at Bradley. Then he struts off to look around.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:51 pm
"Morning."
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"Why thank you!" He sits to eat.
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He freezes and blinks a bit. "Angie?"
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Bradley follows the birdie.
Sylvia has gone to talk to Mystral in her room. Byron is in his office frowning at a Chane, who is a cranky face. Isabella is having herself some coffee.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:53 pm
"How are you feeling?" He climbs out of his trunk and walks over, photo album tucked under an arm.
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"You're welcome. How are you today?"
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"Of course. Who'd you think it was?"
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Horace struts on down to Byron's office and caws at the door.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:55 pm
"Icky."
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"Just fine. Getting ready to track down Richard. How are you?"
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"..I don't know."
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Bradley's eyes widen and he whisperes, "Master Intol is in there with Master Cervelli. You don't want to bother them."
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:59 pm
"I have medicine for you, but you need food. What would you like to eat?"
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"I'm good." She nods.
"He's probably hiding in his room. He never comes out."
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Nuzzle.
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Horace sighs and pecks at the door.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 11:00 pm
"Chocolates."
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"Never?"
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"Sorry."
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"Stop that!"
The door swings aburptly open. There's Chane, looking cranky.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 11:03 pm
"Chocolates. You'll ruin your teeth like that. List?" He looks around.
List creeps over.
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Violet tilts her head.
"Well. Hardly ever."
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"It's all right. Are you hungry?"
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Horace flutters backwards and looks up at Chane. He croaks.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 11:05 pm
"Stupid teeth."
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"That's odd."
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"A little."
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"You. This is your fault."
Bradley backs up. Byron steps up to stand behind Chane.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 11:06 pm
"Would it be possible to find some chocolate?"
".. Probably."
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"Is it?" Russ blinks.
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"Let's get some breakfast." She rolls off the bed and goes forth to get dressed and fix herself up.
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Horace tilts his wee head.
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