Dec. 22nd, 2006

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After having received dynamite as a sorting bribe, Tyrion had gone to the Hogwarts library, looked up how this was supposed to work, then headed outside, sorting bribe in hand.

He'd done enough good deeds lately, and he decided now it was time to relieve a little stress. Watching things explode seemed like the quickest way toward that end, and so he sought a secluded part of the grounds where he could set the dynamite off without actually hurting anything.
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(( RP for Nessarose and Elphaba starts here in the comments! ))



Fiyero had intended to wait a few days longer to tell Nessarose and Galinda of his discovery, both to give Elphaba time after the bodyswitching incident and to make the good news something of a holiday gift. While it is not a holiday he celebrates at home, though there is something similar in Oz, he has effectively gotten into the Christmas spirit and even added to the surprise with actual gifts. However, his and his mun's impatience won out over intent and the following notes and packages go out now rather than two days from now on Christmas Eve.

ExpandOwl to Nessarose Thropp )

ExpandOwl to Galinda Upland )

ExpandHouse-elf to Sarah Williams )

ExpandANONYMOUS Owl to Elphaba Thropp )
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((Cleared with the other SG-1 muns =o) ))

Sam paused upon entering the Sorting Room. Where in the galaxy was this? The MALP had shown a fairly typical world, green, trees, apparently unoccupied... not a big... room? Much less one that looked straight out of one of Daniel's various archaeology books. Frowning, she looked around cautiously, tightening her grip on the P90. For that matter, where was the rest of her team? Cautiously she calls out softly, "Cameron? Daniel? Teal'c?"

Nothing. Not good. So either they were elsewhere on this planet or... the Stargate had spat her out somewhere completely different. She had a bad feeling it was the latter. On the upside, it didn't appear to be Antarctica. Spotting what appeared to be a table with stacks of paper, she edged closer, glancing down at the top sheet. What on Earth was this? It looked almost like... an application... but for what she couldn't tell. How very odd. With another wary glance around she begins to read, careful not to touch anything and hoping that merely reading it wouldn't activate whatever-it-was. After all, just because it didn't seem to be attached to anything didn't mean much.

ExpandWe have a plan B?? )

((Good grief, I'm so sorry about the huge delay guys. I didn't expect the family to eat up so much time over the holidays.))

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