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Barbara gets electronic book.
Merlin gets chess set. And pants to sleep in.
Dean gets a new car. Also, a cake with pies inside.
For Aya, this book about Gotham.
For Stephanie, lots of chocolate.
Tim gets oven thing and cookie mixes. He better share...
For Dick, new escrima sticks.
Kon gets this movie.
For Zev, pen that reads stuff.
Arthur, the king one, he gets new sword and these dolls.
Jason gets some magazines.
For Loki, he needs a kingdom and people to rule over.
And Bruce... Bruce gets family portrait. But don't... don't say it's from me.
If it's okay, can everyone else have some food? Everyone should get something...
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[Cass has set the communicator up so it points at the large frozen lake in the CES and once she's sure it's recording, she grins and takes a few steps back.]
Watch this.
[Turning away, she runs for the lake and jumps onto the ice, sliding across on her feet. Apparently, she's not letting the lack of ice skates get to her. Once she comes to a stop, she turns back to the camera and starts her way back.]
It's fun! Everyone should... come try. Can let in inmates, if you promise... to be good.
(ooc: feel free to comment with spam if your character is a warden! Cass will let any inmate in so long as she can tell they're not there to cause problems.)
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9/12/12 23:57 (UTC)[She's delighted and earnest, and she absolutely means it, though part if her is afraid Cass won't believe her. She isn't used to anyone trusting her or even liking her.]
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10/12/12 00:10 (UTC)Will be waiting, to let you in. I'm Cassandra.
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10/12/12 00:48 (UTC)I'm Anya! I'll just grab my sweater and be right up.
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10/12/12 00:37 (UTC)You find joy in the lack of surface friction and potential loss of gross motor mobility?
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10/12/12 00:55 (UTC)It's fun, try. You'll see!
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10/12/12 01:30 (UTC)I am not certain about this, Cass.
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10/12/12 01:16 (UTC)[ Risking her neck, sure. Freezing her toes off? Never. ]
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10/12/12 03:03 (UTC)Yes! It's safe. Tested. Jumped on lots.
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10/12/12 03:35 (UTC)How're you supposed to stop?
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10/12/12 17:19 (UTC)Come try!
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10/12/12 17:25 (UTC)Okay. There's a bench, you can sit. Cleared off the snow. Will be at door, waiting.
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11/12/12 05:04 (UTC)And in a few moments she's there, kicking the door with her boot since her shoulder is still a little sore.]
Knock, knock...
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10/12/12 16:13 (UTC)He hasn't seen her network post so this is just bewildering, mostly. The snow and frosted grass crunch under his boots as he makes his way to the lakeside.]
....hello.
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10/12/12 17:33 (UTC)Of course, when she hears Merlin's voice she immediately looks for him, which throws off her balance and has her pitching to the side precariously.]
Hi Merlin!
[She's pinwheeling, balanced on one foot, but in the end it's hopeless. She goes down in a controlled somersault, the momentum causing her to slide - on her butt, which is kind of embarrassing - right up to him, where she comes to a stop at his feet. Still, despite the fall, her smile hasn't dimmed, now when she's so pleased to see him.]
Good day?
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10/12/12 17:39 (UTC)Yes, thank you. Infirmary was quiet. [Always an unambiguously good thing, in his book. He'd rather have a shift that was boring because nobody had gotten hurt than one that was busy because they had.
He knows she doesn't need it, but he offers a hand to help her up.]
How about you?
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11/12/12 00:52 (UTC)Do you need... to be let in?
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