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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:37 pm
The night has gone by. Everyone has caught up on the current events of the world, and gotten a good night's rest. Some rested better than others.
It is now the next morning. It is late in the morning, about 10:30AM. Every one of the five Protectors is waking up, happy to be in his or her own bed, with all the others around as well.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:45 pm
*digs around in the kitchen cupboards, having woken up and gone straight there in his PJ's to try and make it a little presentable for his newly returned comrades*
I wish I knew they were coming back... I would have gone out to restock on groceries.
*spots a box of popsicle sticks and grabs them before shutting the cupboard and heading out to the dining area.*
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Johan_Dilvar rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:48 pm
*Walking in to the dining area rubbing his eyes*
"*yawn*Morning Bolt."
*seeing the sticks*
"Ooo, you're a good man I don't care who says different."
[+9castle]
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:48 pm
"Popsicles for breakfast, huh?" Mercy says as she appears behind Bolt. She's dressed in what must amount to her new costume.
"Hope you're ready to start early today...things looked pretty terrible from what I scouted out. Not to mention what I read in the papers."
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:51 pm
*Heads to the shower first, then dresses and goes down to the kitchen.*
Ah, the comforts of home.
*As he enters the kitchen.* "Good morning."
*Starts making toast.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:51 pm
'Morning Johan.
*jumps a little at Mercy's sudden appearance*
Just the sticks actually... they've been in that lonely cupboard for a long time.
You guys are welcome to help yourself to whatever you can find. All your favorite foods are probably long gone by now since I've been the only one getting groceries lately...
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:58 pm
*walks into the dining area*
"Good morning."
*sits down at the table*
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:07 pm
"Mornin Chesh. So what is on the planner today?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:08 pm
*Finishes the toast, pours some milk, and heads to the table.*
"Good morning Chesh. Not hungry?"
*Sits down and starts eating.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:09 pm
"Try to think of a plan. If we are lucky, try out the plan. Then go back to the planning stage."
*looks up at Matty*
"Oh. Yea."
*gets up*
"Excuse me for a sec."
*walks towards the kitchen*
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:12 pm
*takes a seat at the table and looks around at the others*
Well Mercy you sound eager enough to get back into the action. How did your night go?
*motions to her costume*
Is that the reason you went out as soon as you got back...?
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:18 pm
*walks in with a bowl of fruit*
"... Canned food."
*sits down at the table*
"Maybe she just wanted to get hold of a friend or two."
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:21 pm
She shrugs. "Figured it was about time. Reading the news, it sounds like people might not appreciate us so much, so, maybe a bit of a disguise would help for the time being. In any event, the other costume smelled pretty awful after being in medieval land."
She frowns. "As for what to do, I think it's obvious. Nebula has been kidnapped, we've got to get her back."
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:21 pm
"I agree with Mercy. According to the paper things are out of hand I say lets get out there and make are presence known again. Bust some thugs, save some kittens whatever it takes they wondered where we went lets go tell them."
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:23 pm
"I am kidnapped?"
*looks at Mercy with a bit of a confused face*
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