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 Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 10:57 pm
{Liamh's Birthday Party!}
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 12:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 8:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 3:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 7:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 4:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 10:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 2:46 pm
{Marshall's Hannukah Reflection Post...God damnit, I gotta start writing these things!!}
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 6:37 pm
Outside your door Christmas morning sits an unusual sight… a coconut. But this one has been cut open, the insides cleaned out, and part of the top made into a base of sorts for it to sit on… And on the side is painted a bright orange "M".  On a note inside it: Quote: Merry Christmas pal!
Thought this might come in handy for holding pencils or toothbrushes or something like that. Hope your holiday is good!
Gaius
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 1:25 pm
Cody Archer In front of the door of your duplex lies a small gift wrapped in regular paper by a string. There are some words scribbled with ordinary pen, saying: "Merry Xmas. From Cody"
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 4:50 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 11:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 11:35 am
The entire day felt like a blur. Marshall remembered being picked up by the guards in one of their vans. He remembered X-Rays and long medical blather. He remembered them putting on his cast, and telling him that it'd come off in six weeks.
Marshall decided that he'd do that himself. Even being inside the labs made him want to throw up, he didn't want to imagine willingly going there. So, now, with a cast on his arm, Marshall was back in his duplex. He glanced at his coconut and rock. One from his adopted brother and one from a complete stranger.
He lied down on his back, staring at the ceiling with a sort of tired expression not commonly seen on him. He just wanted to sleep. He wanted to forget about his injury, about Oz lying in the dirt after a horrific change, and especially about how Gaius sent him to the labs.
Slowly, he closed his eyes, and drifted into sleep.
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