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☠ 061 ; christmas morning
[At the crack of... breakfast time (it's around 8am), Molotov sends out her gifts with ghosts, who are instructed to simply knock and leave them at the door. All the gifts are elaborately and beautifully wrapped, in colors and decorations that she thinks will appeal to the giftee.]
Lucrezia
[An elegant box is delivered to the door of the mansion, with Lucrezia's gifts wrapped individually inside. Her card contains a note about the bears missing her, and an offer to go for lunch one day.]
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Sterling Archer
[The box dropped at his door is on the small side, and wrapped in black paper with gold and silver ribbons. Inside, there's a plain, elegant picture frame, holding a picture that was clearly taken in Stepford. How Molotov managed to smuggle it back is a mystery, but in the black-and-white photo, she and baby Sterling are curled together, reading next to the Christmas tree.
The card just wishes him Merry Christmas, and says that she thought maybe he'd like to remember.]
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Ezio
[Ezio's giftbox is wrapped the most elaborately, in his favored reds, golds and whites. It holds the entire, fancy-ass Acqua di Parma Collezione Barbiere collection.
His card (the ~adult one~) says that Molotov likes him with a beard. Maybe take care of it.]
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Connor
[Connor's gift is the only one not wrapped, though it is adorned with enough ribbons and bows and bells to make up for that. The card attached simply says Merry Christmas.
It is, accidentally, one of her grown-up cards, because apparently the castle thought that would be funny.]
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Room 509
[Molotov has managed, while Brock is showering, to pull a baby goat in from outside. She may have had a little house out on the balcony. Goat!]
Lucrezia
[An elegant box is delivered to the door of the mansion, with Lucrezia's gifts wrapped individually inside. Her card contains a note about the bears missing her, and an offer to go for lunch one day.]
--
Sterling Archer
[The box dropped at his door is on the small side, and wrapped in black paper with gold and silver ribbons. Inside, there's a plain, elegant picture frame, holding a picture that was clearly taken in Stepford. How Molotov managed to smuggle it back is a mystery, but in the black-and-white photo, she and baby Sterling are curled together, reading next to the Christmas tree.
The card just wishes him Merry Christmas, and says that she thought maybe he'd like to remember.]
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Ezio
[Ezio's giftbox is wrapped the most elaborately, in his favored reds, golds and whites. It holds the entire, fancy-ass Acqua di Parma Collezione Barbiere collection.
His card (the ~adult one~) says that Molotov likes him with a beard. Maybe take care of it.]
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Connor
[Connor's gift is the only one not wrapped, though it is adorned with enough ribbons and bows and bells to make up for that. The card attached simply says Merry Christmas.
It is, accidentally, one of her grown-up cards, because apparently the castle thought that would be funny.]
--
Room 509
[Molotov has managed, while Brock is showering, to pull a baby goat in from outside. She may have had a little house out on the balcony. Goat!]
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[Something about the fact that she kind of still feels a little bit like mom stops him from making a raunchy comment, amazingly enough.]
Pirates sounds... kind of cool, though. I've only been here for a while, but [He chuckles, sounding overly proud of himself] I did become the king of the pirates that tried to kidnap me last year. Set up a lacrosse league and everything.
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Anyway, why did pirates kidnap you? Not exactly a common occurrence.
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Plane crashed in the south pacific. We had a raft, but when your rescue party is pirates... I mean, there you go, right?
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Doing anything interesting in the south pacific? Lovely views, terrible food-borne illnesses.
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Mostly just taking a break from life. That was a pretty... rough time for me. I felt like going off the grid for a while. Careful what you wish for, right?
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Oh well, not exactly his first rodeo.]
No shit. I don't suppose you've ever heard of ISIS?
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