Friday, May 9th, 2008
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5:04 pm
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4:57 pm
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1:37 pm
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1:11 pm
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Wednesday, May 7th, 2008
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4:46 pm
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2:05 pm
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Tuesday, May 6th, 2008
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8:16 pm - Thread: About time?
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Thursday, April 17th, 2008
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3:23 pm
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Sunday, April 13th, 2008
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6:30 pm - Open to Frosty
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theworldwillend
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John sat in the music room, fingertips running over the keys of the piano, though he'd stopped playing. He was smiling softly, not an expression many of the inhabitants of the mansion were used to seeing.
Not an expression John was used to seeing on himself, for that matter.
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Friday, March 28th, 2008
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4:28 pm
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4:28 pm
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4:27 pm
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1:32 pm
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frostwarning
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Who: Emma, Scott and Jean
What: lovefest?
When: 3/28 Evening
Where: TV room to watch a movie perhaps.
Emma sat in the common room. She was on the couch, and the television was on, but she didn't have any particular idea as to what she would be watching. She had contacted Scott about getting together like that, and now she was waiting for him. She had shown up quite earlier than she had told him or he would have been there already.
Things were ok between them, but she had been even more distant than usual recently. Jean was there, and Jean was making no effort to not seem like the woman in Scott's life. She already had no real tolreance for the red-head, and with the closeness she and Scott shared, it was even worse.
Jeans Psychic presence seemed to be everywhere. Emma focused and i was almost like being able to see 'scent trails' a sort of empathic residual. It was non-specific, but if she focused she knew how to find it. She didn't have to have the greatest raw power potential to be powerful. Precision and skill were how she distinguished herself.
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1:03 pm
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stunningphaser
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Who: Kitty and Jay
What: Kitty says yes!
When:3/28 after noon some time
Where:Jays room
Kitty took the note from Jay off her desk and re-read it several times. She scrawled something on her own peace of paper and marched to his room. She held the paper in both hands and phased her hands through the door. after kicking the door once to get his attention.
The note read 'HELL YEAH!!!" in big black letters.
in smaller letters was written 'now open the door so I can jump on you'
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12:59 pm
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allwingnoprayer
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Who: Warren and Paige
What: Warren goes to visit after way too long
When: 3/28 afternoon
Where: her room
Warren stood in front of her door for only a moment before he knocked. He had let too much time elapse without going to see her, and he didn't want to feel awkward about it. There was no reason. He liked her a lot. That was probably the real root of things in his mind. She deserved better than for him to just seem to avoid her.
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Friday, March 21st, 2008
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5:21 am
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Thursday, March 20th, 2008
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5:27 pm
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5:27 pm
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5:27 pm
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Tuesday, March 18th, 2008
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9:29 pm - OTA - Remy? Piet? Anyone likely to be on the roof.
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theworldwillend
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St John was not one for fanfares.
He more or less snuck back into the mansion, duffle on his back, a couple of days of beard growth and a new set of clothes on his back.
Useful thing, guilt. Apparently his Dad felt bad enough to buy him some jeans and a couple of shirts. Or maybe that was just so he didn't freak out the rest of the family, all respectable and clean.
He dumped his bag in his room, running slender fingers through his hair. He was tempted to go find Remy, his friend's company likely to make him forget. But equally, he wasn't ready to pretend it was fucking fine for his family to cast him aside because he wasn't 'useful'.
Sliding his bedroom window open, he slung a leg over the windowsill, clambering up and onto the roof. Years of practice made it look easy. Pulling his cigarettes out of a pocket, he lit one, first exhale more of a sigh as he palmed a small flame.
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