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 Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 5:21 pm
Jude had somehow gone from fighting to cleaning and he didn't question it. He was helping! Yay! As soon as everything seemed gone and the Mother of all Presents seemed pleased he allowed himself to stop and eventually he found his way back to Harrison who was talking with Clarice. He stared between the two, "I think...If we sleep everything will look awesome again," he said with confidence.
"And Frosty will get better. He's just tired, that's all," he reached forward to pat Harrison on the shoulder, "c'mon. Frosty." He looked over at the Clarice, "I can help you to your room too if you want?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 6:35 pm
Bix was moping.
He moped as he swept. He moped as he wiped. He moped while he picked up pieces of confetti, one piece at a time. When he was yelled at for moping? He moped again.
Did he point out that the presents ripped his santa suit?
The poor mopey Bixy-Claus moped his way right out of the gala and to his dorm. Would sleeping make this better?
[Exit]
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 8:47 pm
Regen as in regenerate, B0nez said, But imo sleep is the better option,
Oh! Harrison thought, it would have been really rude of me to just leave Jude here at the dance and go off to the North Pole. He was tired, he realized- he hadn't been able to do more than close his eyes and a few days, he was just so excited and wired and every night felt like Christmas Eve. Even after the fighting and cleaning, sleeping made him feel like he would miss everything.
But soon it really would be, and he needed to rest up.
"Okay," he said, "Yeah, I should get some sleep. Christmas Eve's tomorrow. And Santa will be here. That's probably when he's coming, I'm really sure he'll pick you up, because you're always helpful. ...You always helped me, any way."
His headpiece was stuck in a perpetual smile.
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 9:07 pm
Visibly trying to compose herself, Clarice replied, "Yeah, everything should be better tomorrow. I'll go to bed too." The hunter stared at Harrison for a long moment, lip quivering just slightly, and then suddenly she moved and was hugging him with all her elfish might, "Thank you." When she let go her expression was visible brighter, "Santa will definitely come for us! If not, I'll go find him." There was something vaguely threatening in the way she said that. Wishing both of them a Merry Christmas Eve-Eve, Clarice left with a bounce in her step and plans for taking down flying sleighs dancing in her head. ((exiting))
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 9:56 pm
Jude waved a bit after Clarice as she left the scene, "Sleep good, I am sure he'll be here for you soon."
Honest? He had no clue what was happening but the gist he got was that Clarice was waiting for someone special. Ah love. Such a romantic wonderful thing. He was in love once. *A*
He glanced over at Harrison and put an arm around the snowman headed figure's shoulders and started to lead him out, "Come on Frosty. Let's get you set up at your room." Jude chattered amiably as he moved himself and Harrison to the exit. (EXITING)
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 11:56 pm
Jerry! He was conscious again! He was awake! Sort o--eugh. Candace frowned and somehow managed not to get any of the mess on herself. Maybe if she just...got it cleaned up quickly they could get out of here. "Honey, it's okay. I'll clean it up and we'll get you to bed, okay? Ohh..your suit is ruined." As was her dress. Damnit! She left a kiss against his forehead and got up to fix a chair so it sat upright, coaxing Jerry onto it. She was quick to get the spot on the floor cleaned up before getting Jerry to stand again, raising an arm to drape it across her shoulders and place a hand gently over his to hold it in place. She then slipped an arm around his middle, smiling gently. Why was she smiling? Why did she still feel happy after all that? "Let's get you to bed, okay? You look like you need it." He looked a wreck! Maybe she could get some bandages and aspirin for him later. He was probably going to need it, huh? ((EXITING))
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 12:04 am
"Hrnnnkay" Jerry mumbled as he was pushed upright, "Ayiiiite..." He wobbled a little as he was dragged into a chair, and finally, "Sounsgud," As he was manhandled up onto his feet. There was a lot of blood, but that wasn't anything new. Ahahahaha red and green on the floor, "Murrykissmash!" He managed before all but fainting again on Candace's shoulder... but thank what powers that be that he at least stayed upright and his legs seemed to be moving on auto pilot. And off they weeeeeeent! Bed did sound good. Bed forever. "No one blew out th'candles right? Not s'posed t'blow them out..." They had, in fact, burnt out on their own several hours ago. It had been a good party. ((Exiting))
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