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[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy hasn't got a lot of time before preparing for a very busy couple of days, but he drops off a collection of little packages at the tree. (Except for Gavroche who got his yesterday.) With each one comes a card the kids helped make and then copied.


( Enzo, Hannibal, Zhaan, Thirteen, Malcolm, Charles Xavier, Doc, Knox, any other medics/heroes/reducers of damage )

( Atton, Kate Barlow, Michaelangelo, Raphael, Sherlock, Will Scarlett, Gene Hunt, Ben Grimm, Javert, Teja, Amanda, Mia, Ginny, any other cops/heroes/fighters )

He also carefully deposits some presents Fry has been making from salt dough.
Some of them may take a little deciphering.

( Enzo, Hannibal, Charles Xavier, Atton, Kate Barlow, Mikey, Raph, Sherlock, Teja, Gene )

He hangs around a few minutes to check if anything is going on before heading back to the excited small people at home.

[ooc: Guppy and I have been kicking around for nearly nine years, we've talked to a lot of people - if you feel your pup is missing off this list please add yourself to the appropriate category, or if you have an overlap, pick one :)]

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[never_shall_yield]

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the...stable? There was...not much of anything going on, really. Javert has been sleeping out here for the last couple of weeks, and tonight will be no different. Cheval has been nosing around for his next bottle, so he fetches it from Bar, trying not to yawn too obviously where anyone can see. He also considers another blanket, but it seems indulgent, so does not. 

Bar also produces a gift, which he stares at for a moment. This again? But then, he supposes it is the season. He asks the bar to keep them for now, and walks back through the snow to the foal. It may be Christmas night, but it the same as any other to him and he is sure it will stay that way.

Valjean, watching this exchange, follows him out.



[OOC: Merry Christmas, everyone! This post open through New Year. If you want to chuck random animals etc in, go ahead. The more cracktastic the better, say I. If not, no worries - he's taggable at the bar too. Also, I will be tagging up everything I owe as soon as I've wrapped the last few presents over here. <3333 you all!

ETA: I completely forgot to set this up the way I planned. Ah well. Valjean, when I tag him in, is also entirely taggable by anyone. And will probably be in a far more festive mood, lets be honest. Also, feel free to tag each other if you want to be all 'wtf I'm in a stable' to someone else! I'm allgood with that. <3]

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[fluffiest_archadian]

[OOM: The arrival of His Excellency Vayne Solidor is - eventful, to say the least.

Warnings for violence. Dialogue in Vayne's speech is from the game's cutscenes.]

Sherral looks absolutely exhausted when he enters the bar, dressed in the clothes that usually form the bottom layer of his armour - a long sleeved shirt of some kind of grey, vaguely metallic fibre that looks like high-tech chain mail, and woollen trousers reinforced at the shins and thighs with the same - with a rather nasty looking red gash, sealed shut at the moment and surrounded with bruises, on the side of his head. He has his sword with him, sheathed and held loosely in one hand.

In the span of a day and a night, he has gained a consul, lost plenty of men, and a fellow captain has been revealed to be traitorous and executed. He isn't sure whether the appearance of the bar is a blessing or a curse right now.

Gruffly, to the Bar: "I would have water to drink from you, Lady Bar, if you insist on bringing me here."

The water is provided, along with a bowl of chicken soup. Sherral sighs but doesn't protest, sitting at the bar and digging in.

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[road_to_calvary]

 Valjean did not enter the bar with much money, which is unfortunate given his propensity towards giving the stuff away. Still, he comes to the bar tonight after leaving the stable, and engages in a lengthy, and very quiet, conversation with Bar.

He leaves satisfied. And hopefully some other people will be too. The next time William Evans comes to the bar, he will receive another anonymous donation of the same amount - fifty dollars - as last time. Gavroche and Eponine also receive this amount each, to be exchanged into the currency they use, with no name attached.

And every child of sixteen years or younger will receive one gold louis d'or, to the worth of 20 French francs, circa. 1832. In modern money - or even in the future - who knows what that is worth? Bar is under strict instruction not to reveal the source.

He has some other gifts to deliver, but will do that in person. The money for the children is more important, in any case.

That done, he disappears. Christmas is a time to thank God for His gift to the world, but there is also a need to spend the time with people. He will do some of both, tonight.




[OOC: Not for tagging, though reactions to gifts are fine. <3]