DEPLOYMENT 12: Seasonal Holiday Observance

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[ACTION (847 Goldberg Street, Morning, CLOSED TO HOUSEMATES)]

[It's officially Christmas Day, now, and the horrors of the month for the most part appear to be over. Virginia no longer looks or feels like a vile replacement, and neither does any of the "erased." It's all been the town rewiring people's heads. Bakin should be happy that it's over,

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[Caesar eventually wakes up, but when he does he passes right by the living room, unerring from his usual routine of grabbing something from the kitchen after dragging himself out of bed. What do you mean there's a bunch of gifts under a gaudy tree? He doesn't particularly care, even if he did notice it.]

[walking_nuke]

[Hearing Caesar's footsteps, Balin looks up from that one big present. From where he's standing, it looks more like his head is poking out from the top side.]

Yo, Caesar, you seein'is?

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[He's in the middle of yet again checking the cupboards in the slim hope of finding tea when Balin asks that. He'll stop the search long enough to answer.]

No. I'm in a different room. Is it going to kill us?

[This is always a valid question.]

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[Ooh, good question. Balin's now finding himself unsure.]

... Yanno, I really hope not.

[A beat, then he calls back.]

There's like six presents here addressed from Santa. Does'a town normally do'is?

[Balin never actually learned when it was Caesar came to Mayfield ...]