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tampered2009-12-22 09:00 pm
O Come, all Ye Faithful... or the hungry, Anna's not particular.
When; Christmas Day
Rating; Fun for all, except Priestly curses up a storm, so...
Characters; Anna
backseatangel and any of her friends, the door's open.
Summary; Anna's hosting Christmas shenanigans, food for all and cup of good cheer.
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Anna was trying not to miss her family too much. It was her first Christmas with out them and it hurt, but she was covering it well. The season had a certain irony to it, too. The memories of her former life tossing up images that would have no doubt surprised the kind Priest who'd run the midnight mass she'd attended.
She'd been making food all day, Priestly helped and had been awesome. The trees were decorated, Anna's in a traditional style, white lights, colored decorations and a star at the top. Priestly's... was trimmed with a painted mohawk.
Everything was ready. The stockings were hung, the guns were all hidden, and hopefully no visions were dancing in anyone's head - there wasn't that much alcohol in the 'nog.
[ooc: Christmas with an Angel? Tag away!]
Rating; Fun for all, except Priestly curses up a storm, so...
Characters; Anna
Summary; Anna's hosting Christmas shenanigans, food for all and cup of good cheer.
Log;
Anna was trying not to miss her family too much. It was her first Christmas with out them and it hurt, but she was covering it well. The season had a certain irony to it, too. The memories of her former life tossing up images that would have no doubt surprised the kind Priest who'd run the midnight mass she'd attended.
She'd been making food all day, Priestly helped and had been awesome. The trees were decorated, Anna's in a traditional style, white lights, colored decorations and a star at the top. Priestly's... was trimmed with a painted mohawk.
Everything was ready. The stockings were hung, the guns were all hidden, and hopefully no visions were dancing in anyone's head - there wasn't that much alcohol in the 'nog.
[ooc: Christmas with an Angel? Tag away!]

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So now she was doing the best she could, trying to be cheerful with her friends until she was reunited with her siblings. Her puppy - not quite a puppy anymore by now - rushing around her heels as always, but thankfully her tightrope walker's balance kept her from being tripped up. She was just wandering around and admiring the decorations for now, waiting to see if maybe she'd meet any old friends, or make some new ones.
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"Is this Tiger? It is Tiger, right?"
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Anna led Doll and Tiger over to the bedroom she had shut off and opened the door, ushering both inside to meet the fully-grown Rottweiler inside.
"This is Bobby, he's a softie, but a great watch-dog when I need him to be."
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"Bobby, this is Doll, she's a friend." Anna emphasized the word as she'd trained him to recognize it.
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"'ey, you!" She laughed and rubbed his back, but Tiger was already dashing back to Bobby to try and get him to play again.