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Ah, great. He was coming. Wonderful. Now to just sit in the elevator and wait. Mmhm. Theodore almost let his thoughts wander...But that was dangerous. He was completely alone. Being alone with his thoughts was never a fun time, so it was best to keep his mind as empty as possible. Instead of thinking about much, he tuned into the music that played above and around him and mumbled the lyrics.

Some time later the elevator buzzed alive and Theo was transported down the track and to the small elevator chamber connected to the bridge that would lead them out of there. The song cut off as soon as the doors opened. He ran his fingers through his hair and shoved his phone into his pocket again.

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Broad shoulders shrugged. It had been...quite a while since he last saw Elliot. He was still wearing that mask. Without any more time wasted, Theodore started the walk with Elliot back towards the main building. It was dark, and snowing. Fun, fun. Christmas was tomorrow, wasn't it? Also fun. ​

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Cristina walked around the area around the girls' dormitory. She did not want to walk too far. It was cold and she had only come outside for fresh air. Making her way along the path, she looked around at the scenery. Nothing had really changed since she had first moved it. Then again, it was already holiday season when she did. Speaking of which...Cristina took her phone out and checked the date. Christmas Eve. Christmas was tomorrow. She wondered what she would do. The girl also noted the time. It was getting late, and she had been outside longer than she had expected.

Turning the corner to get back to the dorm, she could hear a familiar voice approaching. Tamora? Cristina hadn't seen her old roommate in weeks, but did not want to catch up with her now. She doubted that Tamora would as well, but regardless, Cristina pretended to search in her bag for something. Don't notice me. Don't notice me. Tamora's walked completely past her and didn't seem to notice. For this, Cristina sighed. But as she was looking through her bag, she found a strange letter.

It was a strange letter. When did this even get into my bag? Why did they even deposit so much money into my account? How did they even get my bank info?! Cristina found it extremely suspicious, as it used the word 'experiment.' She was to paranoid to even think about using the money. She dropped the piece of paper back into her bag and continued walking to her room. She would think about it another time.

When she entered her room, she put her bag on her bed and went to get ready for bed. Before closing her eyes, she took the letter out of her bag once again to look over. Is this a prank? It looked very real, though. She folded the paper and placed it back in her bag, then went to sleep.

 

"Oh, well no problem. See you some other time I guess." Nate said before leaving. He gotten his goal for today done and was on his way back to the dorms. For the most part he was silent on the trip back, even his thought were silent up until he'd gotten back to his dorm and landed on his bed. At that point his thought were filled with what was he going to do on Christmas, even as he fell asleep.

 

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Now today, was a good day. She wheeled back into her room rather quickly and slowly got back into her bed with the cane. She hooked the heart monitor back up and finally opened up the notebook She took the folded piece of paper and opened it up and stared at it wide-eyed.​

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Bronagh dropped the notebook in shock on her leg and she cried out quietly as it hit it. She ate unhealthy food that was still near her bedside and closed her eyes and felt in the moment.​

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Christmas was tomorrow, she wasn't going to be with her mother... might as well start writing those Christmas greetings.​

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She asked for a stack of printer paper and hand-wrote over 2.500 notes. Most of them were very brief, a couple had poems. All of them were just black ink on a white card with a poorly drawn christmas tree on the front.​

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Bronagh near the last 100 started to get tired and the cards became more personal, not really sad, just definitely not what she expected. She didn't sign her name on any of the cards, because she forgot. Bronagh passed out as soon as she finished the last card with the most personal of her writings on it.​

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Nodding at Theodore's words of gratitude Elliot was relieved for the other to be okay and for the fact that he was able to assist him. A small mumble saying 'of course' was given before the two began their exit. Understandably so, as standing around here while it was getting late and with neither liking the labs very much made little sense.

"I have. And I hope for the same with you." He actually meant it too, because Theodore was alright. For a human. And with him made three people that were tolerable in this world and who he had wished for best for.

After stepping outside Elliot took a moment to examine the sky, having paid little mind to the snow till now. Will it continue into tomorrow? The clouds seemed to say yes. Hm...while not being a fan of said weather or Christmas it seemed fitting enough and so he moved on to the waiting James that stood by the car. And once they were close enough the backdoor was opened.

"Good day, sir," The seemingly overly formal driver greeted Theodore with a smile and waited for both to be in the backseat before he could close the door and return to the driver's seat.

Once in Elliot noticed that Olivia was still asleep so he sat away from her, giving the moron some space. "Sorry about h-her, we were headed to my house for Christmas. Want to come along? Or be dropped off elsewhere?"

 

Despite wanting to have done SOMETHING today, Allison did the exact opposite. She had ended up staying in the dorm room the whole day being on tumblr. Granted she had been talking with the boy she had previously mistaken for Harley and learned his name and made plans to meet soon. So that was something great. He had also reminded her that tomorrow was Christmas. And she had nothing to do. Once upon time, a long long time ago, Allison used to absolutely love Christmas and be in the gift giving mood and was so bright and cheery and happy all the time. Well, not anymore. All of her holiday spirit had evaporated out of her a long long time ago. Sure she still liked holidays some if she remembered them because most times there was candy and desserts involved and food in general really. However most times, now she would inadvertently spend holidays as any other normal day if she had forgotten, which tends to happen a lot. Elliot said they would meet up some time later after Christmas since he had plans. That was fine with her. She didn't really want to spend Christmas with her family right now. Not with all this madness going on. It'd make her too sad. Then she might actually want to continue with this game and become something she didn't really want to become in order to succeed. No, she'd hold off on that for as long as she could, which isn't for much longer. Eventually, she knew she'd have to do something terrible, forced to, just like some of the other past participants of this "game". Anyway, she was glad that Elliot still had faith in the sciences and was just being flexible with all these magical happenings. Good for him. Though she did wonder what they were going to do when they met. He wasn't really that clear, and she wasn't sure what was going to happen. It was then that Elizabeth had come back from shopping it seemed as Allison noticed the bags. She greeted her with a small wave and smile as Elizabeth went about her business preparing for sleep. When she was done Allison did the same, wondering what would happen tomorrow. She closed her eyes and went to sleep dreamless again.

 

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{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : TIRED / THOUGHTFUL }​

xxxxxxxxxx Kallisti wondered what other people were doing for Christmas. Her father? He was all alone in their big house. She wouldn't see him tomorrow, though, she was unsure if she was able to face him or not. Not to mention, there was the bit where she was accompanying Cherno to Coy City.

She wondered how it would go. With a yawn, she passed a few students who paid no mind to her as she walked past them. They had been talking about some sort of drug deal. Kallisti rolled her eyes. Not even the prestige of Brookridge was clean. Teenagers were teenagers. She rolled her eyes and walked inside the dorm building.

Today had been a rather unproductive day, she thought to herself, she needed to make the most of this time that she had left. Starting with tomorrow, perhaps?

Cristina was already asleep. That was another thing; it was best that she stopped spending time with her roommate, and if she think that Kallisti hated her, that was fine. She doubted Cristina wanted to be associated with a murderer anyway.

Speaking of murder . . .

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xxxxxxxxxx It had been a productive day. Heidi had enjoyed the mall, and he had gotten everything he wanted to buy. The drive back to campus was a little slower than the drive away, but the snow was coming in pretty strongly and even though he was a pretty decent driver, he was careful for Heidi's sake. Still, it looked like it was going to be a White Christmas. How nice.

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He wondered who he would see tomorrow; he probably wouldn't spend it with anyone, but just go around and give the gifts he bought. What about Anthony's? Hmm . . . He wouldn't dare give it to Elizabeth. That psycho. How was she doing now that her brother was dead?

Heidi would probably want to spend the day with Altair. At this, his aura darkened a little, but if that's what she wanted, then . . . Ugh. Whatever.

Harley didn't spend holidays with family, much less people. Sure, he bought gifts and such, gave cards to those he might care about, but spending time with people on Christmas was never something he did.

When they arrived on campus, Harley helped Heidi out of the car and grabbed their bags. He used his taller body to shield her as best as he could from the heavy snow.

" Where do you want to go? " he asked her as they began walking towards the boy's dorms.

 

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[/url]Heidi remained silent during the car ride back to campus. She was pleased with the gifts she bought, and just needed to wrap them, but had no paper. That would be interesting. She could just hand them over as is, but there was no fun in that. What would she do?

When they got back, Harley helped her out of the car and took all the bags. She felt bad and wanted to help, but didn't see the argument going anywhere. Harley did his best to shield her from the falling snow, but her ankles got wet with every step she took. It was coming down quickly, hopefully it wouldn't be too bad for anyone traveling tomorrow. She wondered what Altair had planned; maybe he would go visit his grandpa. She needed to thank him properly for being so generous with her. It was too much, but still nice.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked her, breaking the silence of the quiet winter night. It was cold out, she could see her breath in the dark, but still beautiful. Heidi liked winter. Winter meant extra layers. Extra layers meant no one could see her marks. She looked up at him, smiling to the cloudy night sky.

"Oh, um, I should uh..." Where did she want to go? She had a wonderfully fun day with Harley and wasn't exactly ready to let it end, but she also had only briefly seen Altair today. What would he think if she didn't come back? From the way he had acted when she left, probably fine with it. Heidi bit her lip in contemplation as they approached the large building. "I should head back, unless... unless you don't mind me staying." If she stayed, she could give Harley his present right away in the morning and then see Altair and Casey afterwards. She and Harley would have to decide where and when they bring their gifts to Anthony. What was happening to him now-- and the others?

 

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Casey continued to snuggle with Zoey and soon enough his phone rang. Waking up groggily Casey answered the phone and immediately lightened up upon hearing who it was. Getting dressed the teen rushed outside and saw his parent's car outside "YES CHRISTMAS TIME" Casey yelled as he rushed into the car. After some family bonding time Casey returned to his house and after he got tucker out he fell fast asleep on his bed.

 

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xxxxxxxxxx " Oh, um, I should, uh . . . " He watched her face go through contemplation while they were nearing the boys' dorms. It had been a nice day, today.

" I should head back, unless . . . " He stopped and looked at her, " unless you don't mind me staying. " Stay, with him? Not that she hadn't before, but she had never really asked. Harley didn't mind, and would actually enjoy her company ( they'd probably get to sleep right when they got there anyway ), but he wondered why she would want to stay with him if she had Altair to get back to.

Not that he wanted her to leave for him.

They'd both feel pretty bad if he turned her away, so he smiled and continued to walk with her, " Yeah. You can stay with me. " he told her, and they finally met the warmth of the building.

" Whew. " he let out, unwrapping his scarf, " Looks like we're going to have a snowy Christmas tomorrow. I wonder what everyone else is going to be doing? " Not that he cared, not really.

They got back to Harley's dorm and he set down the bags next to his dresser and took off his layers until he was down to his shirt and pants. " Feel free to shower, if you want. " he told Heidi, but before he could continue, he heard a windy blowing sound and he turned around.

. . . His window was open. What the hell?

His feet carried him over and he stuck his upper body out of the window, peering around the area like a hawk. Someone had been in his room - who, though? Keeping his face calm as not to alarm Heidi, he closed his window and went to his closet. He began to look through his boxes, through his clothing, looking for something . . .

Fuck. It was gone. Goddammit. He clenched his fists by his sides and began to think of the possible people who would come. Someone from his family? A family friend? Another family? Goddammit.

When he looked around again, he found the other half of it. It was still here - but they had both been in different places; whoever had violated his room must have not found this and ran off with the other half. They would come back, they had to.

By this time, he had changed into sleeping pants and another, more comfortable shirt. From his closet, he brought out another shirt for sleepwear for Heidi to wear, if she wanted, " The shorts are a bit big, but it's alright. " he told her, masking his anger about his room well, " You don't have to change into them, if you don't want. " With a smile, he kissed her on the forehead and made his way to his bed, " Good night, Heidi. " he told her with a smile.

He closed his eyes and took a breath. Whoever had been in his room, whoever had taken what they had . . . They were going to die - and it wouldn't be painless. Harley fell asleep to the thought.

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The day ended quite well and Altair returned back with a sigh "well that was eventful" Altair said with a sigh as he placed the bags he held down on the floor with a sigh. The mall had its negatived but on the plus side he did get his Christmas gifts done and he did get a new outfit to boot. Glancing around, Altair raised an eyebrow when he noticed that the brown haired girl was nowhere in site, in fact nobody was here. Casey was nowhere to be found and Zoey was not here either. Figuring they all left, Altair reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He still needed to check up on the girl and see whether or not she was alright.

 

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The sidewalk was icy and the streets were dark. She had nearly fallen over twice now. Agh...The girl would have dressed more appropriately, but she didn't own any practical shoes. What a pain...It was difficult to imagine how she had lived this way for so long.

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Eleanora was on her street now. She purposely avoided gazing towards the direction of John's home and kept her eyes down...but that didn't stop the image of the house from forming in her brain. Was anyone home, she wondered? His mother? Probably not. Don't look.​

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Snow and ice crunched violently under her shoes as she trudged along the dark path. Her heart ached. Despite her flat expression, it still hurt. She needed a good cry. Dark emotions were eating away at her and her vision was clouded. Cherno really messed her up. No...It wasn't his fault...It was Crestatia's, she assumed, since Cherno had made it clear that her own magic wasn't responsible. ​

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The headache from the switch still lingered, though it wasn't as bad. When she was in Cherno's body, she had felt a constant nagging at the back of her mind. There was something down there, beneath the surface...she hadn't attempted to reach it or dig it up, and she almost regretted that. Maybe some things would have been explained to her. Maybe she would have walked away with some kind of closure, instead of this terrible rawness that had followed her spirit.​

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Her shoes turned down onto the snow covered path that led up to her house but paused before opening the tall pale-green door. Something was...different. Terribly so. ​

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Her head lifted slowly and dark hair fell back from her round face. Her throat felt tighter, and her lungs struggled to process oxygen the way they always had. ​

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A step off of the porch was all it took to bring the full discovery into full view. Thick vines wrapped around splintered wood--what used to be tall, pale-white pillars...There was barely even a roof. The once warm shade of green that wrapped around the home was now chipped and scratched away. ​

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❝Why...?❞​

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There was no car in the driveway. There was nothing. ​

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THUD.​

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The handle of her suitcase dropped into the snow and, clumsily, she stumbled back onto the porch. A shaky hand reached out to force the unlocked door open with a loud creak. ​

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❝MOM!❞​

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The delicate, high tone of her voice cracked. ​

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It was filthy inside. Mud, vines, broken glass, mildew and a freezing cold breeze; that was all that was left to greet her. Melted snow trickled down from a hole in the roof. ​

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Desperately, she climbed the broken, soggy staircase to her right. As usual, it spiraled up and onto the second floor. The wood was shining with a shallow layer of water that rippled as she stepped through it. ​

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❝SIMON!...MOM!...DAD!❞​

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Trembling fingers pushed the door to Simon's room open. There was nothing but a gaping hole that peered down into the living room, so she moved on. One by one, doors flew open; either revealing holes, dusty old furniture or pools of water...Nothing more.​

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This is all my fault. ​

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By the time she reached her room, her shoes were soggy and her toes were numb. Tear stained cheeks burned as the cold winter air scratched at them.​

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I just wanted to be special. ​

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❝Don't ignore me...Don't leave me. I'M SORRY!❞​

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Deep, deep inside, something snapped. Like a string with two ends being pulled apart too far and too quickly. Eyes blurred, she departed the hallway for her room in the attic; shoes splashing in the water. ​

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Just a dusty old room with a blanket in the corner awaited. She choked out a scream. ​

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Her body shuddered and she impulsively used her foot to kick out one of the windows of the attic. The glass broke without resistance and she fell back for a moment before regaining her posture and sticking her face of the dusty room. Gulping in a breath of air, she screamed again;​

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I didn't mean hurt anyone!​

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Why did everything CHANGE?​

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The shrill cries echoed back to her and a few lights flickered on. ​

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Pain shot threw her fingers and she gasped, pushing herself back from the window. Her hands were clutching so hard into the windowsill that small shards of broken glass had pieced through her fingers and were jammed under her nails. Deep blue eyes stared, fixated on the deep crimson substance, but then the pain shot threw her again and her gaze became one of horror. ​

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[/url]They got back to Harley's room and he offered her his shower, but she had already taken one that morning and quite frankly did not want to see herself naked again. Harley moved to the window and hung his torso out, looking around. What was he looking for? He then began searching his room. Did he lose something? Finally he picked up an object and moved it before proceeding to change. Heidi wanted to ask him what was going on, but he seemed to not be in the mood for such a question. She reluctantly refrained.

Heidi managed to use some newspaper to wrap up the presents, placing each of the newly wrapped boxes inside a large shopping bag, leaving only one sitting out. It was the one designated for Harley. She waited for him to get ready for bed before wrapping it. Heidi couldn't risk him seeing it early. "The shorts are a bit big, but it's alright." he told her, "You don't have to change into them, if you don't want." With a smile, he kissed her on the forehead and made his way to his bed, "Good night, Heidi." he told her with a smile. She took the clothes he handed her and made her way to the bathroom to change. There was no way she was wearing a dress to bed. The contact of his lips to her forehead caused her to blush again, but was thankful Harley hadn't seen it. She unzipped the back, letting the red and white polka dotted cotton dress fall to her ankles before stepping out of the neck hole in the top. Heidi refrained from looking at herself in the mirror as she pulled the large t-shirt over her head and slid the shorts up her small legs. They were indeed too big. She pulled the drawstring in as tight as they would go, before gathering her things and carrying them out of the bathroom with her.

When she came back out, Harley was already asleep. Heidi set her stuff down in a small pile in the dark room before going to shut off her phone. As she hit the lock button, she noticed a message waiting for her. Her finger glided across the screen, unlocking it, and saw that it was a text from Altair.

She smiled at the message, but then her heart sank slightly. Heidi looked between the phone and Harley. She had a great time with him today, but also did not want to miss out on spending time with Altair and his grandpa. She hadn't seen him since before they left Coy. She furrowed her brow in frustration before typing up a quick response.

Heidi clicked send before shuffling around Harley's room in the dark, using her phone for a light. She looked for a pen and piece of paper. She wouldn't just leave him without word. Heidi found on the desk and wrote a note to Harley, leaving it on the table.

With that, she scooped up her few belongings and stepped silently out of Harley's room, still wearing his clothes. Hopefully, he wouldn't mind. She would return them once she got back. How long would they be gone? Heidi crept through the halls of the boy's dormitory until she came upon the familiar door that belonged to Altair's room. She knocked twice softly before walking inside. "H-hey."

 

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With the vibration of his phone Altair smiled as he read the reply of Heidi. In no time at all the girl arrived in his room and the teen merely smiled "glad you can make it" Altair said with a smile as he picked up his things "we should best be on our way then, Coy City is quite the distance and..." Altair began to say but then stop.

BANG!

"what the hell is that?" Altair said looking at the door

BANG!

BANG!

CRASH!

The door immediately swung opened and standing at the doorway was the old man himself "Well kiddies glad to see your here...why don't we head on home?" the old man said with a wide grin

"GODDAMN YOU OLD MAN DID YOU HAVE TO KICK THE DOOR OPEN? WHY COULDN'T YOU KNOCK LIKE A NORMAL PERSON?" Altair yelled in anger.

"Altair you know we aren't normal" the old man said

".....touche" Altair said as he walked out

"Well the Heidi dear, lets head home" the old man said and together they got in his Lamborghini and rode off to Coy City and the house that belonged to the old man.

 

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"I doubt we will wish for you to leave."

When they arrived at the estate the gates opened for them without the need to com in, revealing the fact he had been waited for. And for a while, making it clear to him that a lecture was in store for him. He just hoped it could be put off until after his guests had left.

Thankfully, though, neither parent was seen as Elliot entered the main house with James holding Olivia and Theodore following. The two would have a room to themselves.

He entered his own room (redecorated again, and without his permission...) which was connected to a small bathroom where his second shower of the day was taken before sleepwear was put on. And with that the boy laid down and went to sleep.

 

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[/url]Heidi shuffled into the backseat of the Lamborghini, shivering in Harley's shorts. She didn't want to make them wait, so she just walked outside as is. It only took a few minutes for her to fall asleep in the back since the car was still warm. She slept through the whole driving, only waking up at the sound of Altair's voice telling her they were home. Home. She never really had a home until now. Heidi gave him a sleepy smile and wandered up the sidewalk and to the door, trailing her bag of presents behind her.

She walked into the large house and stepped out of her shoes, stumbling her way up the stairs. She looked almost intoxicated, almost. Heidi drinking was probably a very bad idea. Her bedroom door still contained the plaque with her name on it and she lightly pushed it open, drifting to the bed like a feather. The door remained ajar and she collapsed on top of the duvet without first crawling underneath the covers. Her head hit the pillow and she was out like a light.



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The journey was long but soon enough they reached their destination. Even though it was a new house it still held some form of nostalgia and had the warm feeling some body would have of returning home from a long journey. He awoke Heidi from her slumber and the three of them soon entered the house. Heidi immediately went to bed and Altair was left with the old man. The house was flooded with Christmas decorations and the tree was gorgeous...but had a bucket of water next to it......Altair knew exactly why that bucket was there. "So old man what were you swirming around the mall for after your shift?" Altair asked practically knowing the answer

"none of your goddamn business...just go to bed" the old man said and once Altair left the old man let out a sigh....

Spoiler: Damn Game

"whoa what is Santa doing here"

"Yeah, Yeah I'm motherfuc-....I mean mother...loving Santa....anyways do you guys carry that game Ass in the Creek?"

".........what?"

"That game you moron! Ass in the Creek...I have absolutly no idea why ANYBODY would name a game that but I'm not here to judge"

"Sir there is no game with that name"

"Its the game with that goddamn Altair in it!"

"OHHHHHHHH you mean Assassin's Creed....yeah we have that"

"Good give me the wii version"

"Sorry sir there is no version for the wii"

"FU......I mean...fun..."

With that Altair returned to his room and merely collapsed on his bed. Soon enough he fell fast asleep.

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“hmm wine…tastes like crap, but I can’t get enough of it” said the black clad teen as he sat on a comfy chair. The seat was such a comfort to sit on and Zeke felt so relaxed. Another sip of the wine and the teen was glad he wasn’t drunk. According to the others it seemed he had an amazing tolerance to anything alcoholic.

“Say you’ve got a wondrous place here. What’s your opinion on this wine? You’ve been awfully quiet since I arrived, how very rude” Zeke said as he glanced down at the tied up man on the place with a soft smile. “well then why don’t you say something” Zeke said twirling the bloody knife in his hand. And so the tied man tried to say something but all that came out was the sound of a sickening gurgling sound.

Placing the wine glass on the table while grabbing the jar that was on said table, Zeke crouched down and glanced face to face with the tied person. “What’s wrong? You’ve always been a talkative person…well too talkative be precise. All that pointless gabber was so annoying….funny how when I want you to talk you can’t any more” Zeke said as his eyes narrowed and a sadistic smile crept across his face. “You thought to abuse the privileges I gave you during my absence now you face the consequences” Zeke said as he held the bottle in front of the man’s face. “That silver tongue of your has always been your strong point….well I made sure to remedy that” Zeke said as he placed the bottle that consisted of a tongue in front of the man’s face.

Hearing the futile cries of anguish, Zeke merely stood back up and walked away “I wish you a Bloody Christmas, I wish you a Bloody Christmas, I wish you a Bloody Christmas and a Gory New Year” Zeke sang as he headed into bed and descended into a nice slumber.

 

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{OOC: Christmas <3 ✄ Wearing!! ✄ Day 26.1 Tuesday December 25th}​

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[/url]Heidi woke up the following morning with a shiver. The cold night air got to her having slept on top of the bed. She sneezed and wiped the sleep away from her eyes. Adjusting to the morning light, Heidi looked around the room a bit confused before remembering they went home last night. It felt strange referring to someone else's house a home, but this was probably the closest thing she had to one. It was nice knowing there was people that wanted her. The nagging feeling of how long rested at the back of her mind, but she pushed it away. She sat up smiling. The room had a soft glow to it in the morning that made everything seem bright and cheery. She stepped off the bed and onto the thin beige rug, slipping her feet into the slippers hiding just out of sight under the bed. Heidi took in a deep breath of air before heading over to the dresser and scooping up the large shopping bag full of gifts. There still weren't many people to buy for, but she took advantage of the money given to her to get nice things. It was too much money in her opinion.

She got the old man a gift to thank him for everything. He did too much for her, but she appreciated it none the less. Heidi exited the bedroom and made her way out into the hall, creeping quietly down the stairs. From the staircase, she could see down into the living and her eyes lit up. She missed just how beautiful everything was last night. She had been too tired to pay any attention. Now, she wished that she had been a little more lively upon arrival. The room would have been spectacular at night, not that it didn't look great now. Altair's grandpa clearly goes all out. She had never seen a room so decorated for Christmas before. Heidi took the last few steps a little quicker and moved over to the tree. She took the packages out of the bag and sat them by the others, looking at them a little more disappointed now. Last night, she had felt fairly accomplished in her newspaper present wrapping skills, now they looked crummy and under done next to the finely wrapped gifts from the old man. The fire crackled beside her, radiating warmth on her back as each present took their own rightful spot under the tree.

There was a wrapped up box of hair dye for Casey, accompanied by a bag filled with chocolate covered potato chips (she hoped he would like them-- the sales clerk at the candy shop highly recommended). The old man got a t-shirt that read #1 Butt Kicker, it seemed fitting given his relationship with Altair-- she just hoped it would fit him once on. Heidi left Anthony's present inside the bag with Zoey's, figuring that could be something she and Harley do together. She had sent him a message on tumblr during the drive home and almost started crying again while doing so. If only he could see his gifts... Finally, she set one last present down under the tree; it was the one destined for Altair. She had taken just as long finding his present as she did finding Harley's. They had to be perfect, because she cared about the two of them the most. That idea terrified her. She wouldn't be like this forever, probably for not much longer, and something bad was bound to happen. She didn't want to hurt either of them, or see them leave because she was scary.

She blinked back a wave of tears as she pushed the present deep under the tree. She hoped he would like them. She hoped Harley would like his too. At first, Altair was always wearing that same red bandana. She got him a bunch more, so that he would have options to choose from and the stethoscope seemed fitting since he liked playing doctor so much. For the most part, Harley seemed to stick with classical music. Heidi didn't know anything about classical music, but hoped the collection CD's would make up for her lack of knowledge.

She shifted on the floor, sitting cross-legged and staring into the lapping flames of the fire. They danced and glowed in her brown eyes. Tangled bed-head hair hung at her shoulders. She brushed the bangs out of her face, sighing solemnly. Christmas never seemed like a fun time to her, not as long as she lived with Aunt Stacey. Even before that, it wasn't great-- just okay. A content smile rested on her lips as she let the warmth from the hearth envelope her in the quiet winter morning. The snow continued to flurry outside the window. She hoped no one would have issues traveling today. It was going to be a good day, a fun day.