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projectroxas2010-12-22 07:28 pm
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[ shivers a little underneath the covers when a chill disturbs his slumber, tucking himself a bit closer to caleb to leech off of his warmth. after a moment or two he cracks an eye open, shifting his gaze on over to the window when he feels like something is amiss. blinks once, twice, then slowly sits up in the bed as he gets a closer look at the outside world.
when he sees the snow that had piled up over the night and continued to litter the ground he can't help but get on his knees, smooshing his face and hands up against the glass as if he were an overexcited child. pries himself away after the tiniest of bounces on the bed to instead direct his attention to his sleeping companion. places a hand on his shoulder and lightly shakes. ]
Caleb. Caleb!
when he sees the snow that had piled up over the night and continued to litter the ground he can't help but get on his knees, smooshing his face and hands up against the glass as if he were an overexcited child. pries himself away after the tiniest of bounces on the bed to instead direct his attention to his sleeping companion. places a hand on his shoulder and lightly shakes. ]
Caleb. Caleb!

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I think Hilda might've sent something like that home with you... lemme check.
[ & then he gets up and wanders off to begin his search. ]
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Nathan is very smart! Know everything.
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Really?
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Ja! Really!
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Oh my. Can he tell me who my true love is?
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Erm. I do not know. Can ask?
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That's okay, I don't need to know.
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My awesome senses tell me that your hand will be your true love forever.
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Nice one. Got the markers?
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Yep. [ takes a seat on the floor, opening it up to spill the contents on the ground. ] Alright, who wants what color?
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[ just hands him the orange marker without another word. ]
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Danke!
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Alright, everyone ready?
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Alright. One... two...
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[ pops the top off the marker & starts scribbling. ]
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Caleb-san, may I place mine on first?
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Who next?
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Guess I will.
[ wanders on over to the tree, fiddling with his on the way over. decides it doesn't matter where he puts it, just tagging it onto the first branch he sees. also looks at it for a moment before he shakes his head and returns to his seat on the floor. ]
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I decline this tradition.
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