Gifts

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Date: 12/25/1997 6:13 PM Central Standard Time
From: Goldglo

Today was Christmas...a Terran holiday celebrating the birth of Christ, a major religious figure. Traditionally, Christmas also was a time for giving; gifts had become an important part of tradition. He smiled, for who was he to break with tradition? He knew that not all of his friends celebrated Christmas or even knew the holiday existed, but that didn't matter. Most of his friends had lockers in the back, or at least an area where they
normally stored their things. These were the places where he placed their gifts.
He smiled to himself as he set the packages down...he had had a hard time picking things out for some of them and he hoped he had chosen well. Others, well, it had been kinda easy.
Tisman would receive a scaled down size of the Outback to display in his Deli, so that those eating there might ask about and become interested in the Duel of Fists. For Goon, a dictionary and a book of grammar, so he might never be at a loss for words. His tag team partner, Dorae...he didn't know what to get her. Quiet and reserved, she hadn't yet opened up to anyone, so he got her an empty jewel box. Not that she seemed one for jewelry, but
it seemed appropriate. Nate and Kyt...what else? Sheep repellant. Bobby...a collar and leash with the word "Buttercup" engraved in silver to place over his loving ewe. Coy would receive a jester's hat, just because, and for his friend Maeve, whom he hadn't seen in quite some time, a very old quill pen that he had found in a quaint shop just outside of town. Kelli and Stof got things for their newborn child along with a redeemable certificate for
dinner at a restaurant he liked; they needed time to themselves, too. Rask and Rand, what else? Little black books...just in case they ever filled up their own...assuming they had their own...he snickered as he laid their gifts down. Izzit…a roll of paper towels to clean up after himself. Shanni. She had been another one hard to choose for. With all she had gone through lately, and with all she had done for him, he felt indebted to her. A
steel rose is what she was, what people knew her to be. So, for her, he had chosen a real rose, yellow, in the hopes that she would someday shed the steel and let the world see the person behind the wall, something he himself had only witnessed on rare occasions, and something he wished would happen more often. Janella...she hadn't been easy, either. More like impossible, actually. But he had come up with something...fitting. Never a woman of
mirth, Janella always seemed ready for a fight...even moreso, he had yet to see a time when she wasn't ready and able to provide one. Aggressive, contentious, and sometimes downright hostile, Janella wasn't one to make friends easily and her enemies, well, they usually didn't live too long. What in the world were you supposed to get someone like that? He hadn't quite decided yet, so he had held off, planning on giving her gift to her himself. To
Destre, he gave a bottle of wyne from the Inn...he knew she'd understand. Arthur was another of the quiet ones, and not much was known about him, either. He would find a collection of old stories--legends really, in his locker. He seemed the type that would appreciate them.
He knew he had forgotten people, and he planned on giving certain people things face to face. But he didn't know when he would see everyone, and this had been the easiest way to ensure that most of his friends would get their things. He smiled as he left, knowing he wasn't exactly a jolly fat guy wearing a red suit, but he figured he'd do in a pinch. Smiling, he departed.

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Date: 12/25/1997 6:35 PM Central Standard Time
From: SpifyMcBng


Goon pounded down the Outback steps Christmas day, not paying much attention to the fact that people were celebrating something. He had no idea what Christmas was- the big lug thought everyone was just having a good day. Maybe all the people out had won a big fight the night before.

Looking around the room with his hazy vision, Goon spotted a pile of boxes in the corner, by a decorated tree. Curious as ever, Goon wandered on over and started looking at the wrapped goodies. As he picked each up, one by one, and examined them carefully, he got bored quickly and dropped them. After repeating the process with three or four gifts, he noticed one with a tag that read, "Goon".

Surprised and grinning, Goon took the box. He flipped up around, shook it, squinted at it, and generally examined it fully. Now convinced he had been gifted with a pretty box, the large one thumped is way back up the stairs and lumbered off to the forest. Tomorrow was fight night, he would figure out what it was for then.

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Date: 12/26/1997 3:39 AM Central Standard Time
From: SpifyMcBng

((::reads Matt's post more carefully:: ::grimaces:: Umm..can we just say someone snuck a decorated tree in and that seemed like a good place to put gifts for people without lockers? Please?))

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Date: 12/26/1997 9:38 PM Central Standard Time
From: DoraeRasta

It was most curious and a bit befuddling to this quiet, cold hearted woman. She knows about this holiday that a vast majority pay homage to every year, but never was curious about it and avoided areas the majority seemed to gather to celebrate. But here she was with a gift in her hand from Matt. That in itself was curious... that Matt would leave a gift for her and that the gift was ajewelry box. The box was beautiful and though she has hardly any jewelry... and what she did have never left her body... she would find a use for it. A small shrug and then she sets the box on her kitchen table, thinking later she will find a use for it or put it elsewhere, now she needed to finish a painting.


Dorae "The Dangerous" Rasta