[Hubb's room now contains a crib, sitting next to a double bed. Both are covered in a thick layer of dust. While the bed looks to have been well used before being abandoned, the crib, while now old, probably never was. The toy inside likewise look like they were never truly touched by a child. On a desk in the room sits a hand mirror, a brush, and several other feminine articles, including a long veil and head-scarf.
The other side of the room contains a well worn army cot, which may be the only thing that was used in recent history.]
I already know, you don't have to say anymore.
No, you don't. You're running. All you've done is run.
What was I supposed to do?
Live. But, you didn't have the courage for that. You're a suicide. You refused to live, and you still refuse.
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2ndhandlion- March 8th, 2011
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- 2ndhandlion
- February 20th, 2011
[Hubb starts off in English, he repeats this in French, German, Arabic, and Linga Franca (Sounds Italian)]
Seems that people are having problems with the translators. All the more reason to sit quietly and not be annoying. No one understands you, so talking louder will not help.
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- 2ndhandlion
- February 12th, 2011
[Hubb is half - what else? - sea lion, and appears to be stretched out irritably in the kitchen.]
Somehow, this is more pointless than events usually are. How exactly am I talking in all of this?
[He grumbles and goes back to trying to eat when his food can float away.]
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- 2ndhandlion
- January 24th, 2011
[Hubb can be seen exiting his room. He slams the door shut behind him and wedges a chair under the door.]
Hubb? Hubb? Why are you leaving?
The mansion's going too damn far this time. [He turns his face away] I don't need a fake.
[There's screaming inside as the enraged doll begins furiously attacking the door at the fake comment].
[Hubb turns away and continues down the hall.]
As if being here wasn't bad enough. Maybe it's best that the kid was able to go home.
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- 2ndhandlion
- January 15th, 2011
Hibari, how was your alien count?
I got 217.
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- 2ndhandlion
- January 11th, 2011
[Hubb is in the observation deck, watching the planet below.]
Now, this is something I ain't seen before.
[His voice is almost hushed. Then he turns to watch the battle playing out against the black of space.]
And yet, it's basically the same.
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- 2ndhandlion
- December 26th, 2010
[Hubb has examined his stocking. Last year, he got a picture of Jasmine. This time, it was a small battered case, holding a pocket knife. 'Brother' is carved on the handle, and 'Garth McCann' is scratched into the case cover.]
Merry Christmas Brother. [He says under his breath]
Presents:
Ritsuka: An antique camera and a wooden sled.
Hibari: Scorpion pistol with a laser sight.
Seimei: A book on the Oedipus Complex.
[OOC: If I missed anyone, just tag me]
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- 2ndhandlion
- December 20th, 2010
[There is a chaotic jumble of snow as the feed shows someone running. The sound of hoofbeats can be heard distantly, but coming closer.
A gun fires.
And then there are the steps to the mansion and the sound of a door slamming.]
Shit...
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- 2ndhandlion
- December 13th, 2010
[A small child who looks like he's from the tail end of the 19th century is running through the snow playing.]
Hey, what's all this white stuff? Is this snow? I didn't know it could get so deep!
[He wraps his arms around himself.]
Brr. It's cold.
Oh, there's fuzzy deer over there! HEY DEER!!
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- 2ndhandlion
- December 10th, 2010
[Hubb is sitting outside by the fields. He throws a ball and the golden retriever puppy by his feet tears after it; bringing it back, tail wagging furiously.
Hubb looks down at the young animal and throws the ball again.
This just continues while Hubb sits and drinks his lemonade.
Damn event.]
