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Aug. 2nd, 2011 09:56 pm
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[Action at 456 Stone st]

[If you happen to live on Stone st, or just pass by, you'll find Hungary muddied to the knees, garden gloves on and shovel hard at work. There is a pile of dirt on one side, and unplanted bulbs waiting their turn.]

Stupid jerk got himself droned for good. [She gives the shovel a swift, hard dig as she mutters] sticking me with a small zoo in the house the stupid drone won't even take care of.

[Perhaps this would put an end to the perpetual and continuous destruction of her flower garden for good...]

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Jul. 13th, 2011 04:05 pm
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[Phone: Filtered to Cuba]

I believe you've witnessed the announcement on television a while ago. We haven't been safe before, but the town's been neglecting us mildly, for what we are.

The rest of our comrades are coming forward with their ideology. I would have expected that stupidity from Russia, but everyone is being so careless right now.

We might be hunted soon, even without having to blurt it out. Be careful.

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Jun. 8th, 2011 09:56 pm
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June 8 195x

.:456 Stone st :.

[After such a drastic event, the house at this address is immaculately clean, for a change. There is none of the usual rubble that normally befalls it, and even the stairs are intact for once. In fact, flowers line the living room on every stable surface. The largest vase is in the kitchen, though, where Hungary is doing the last touches to the icing on her cake. Ella Fitzgerald play on the phonograph.

It's someone's wedding anniversary. If you're nearby and can smell the flowers or the food, come pay a visit for free cake.]

.: Make-out Point:.

[Hungary is wasting what precious ammunition she has shooting targets, over and over again until nothing remains of them but tufts. The trees are next.]

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May. 30th, 2011 09:20 pm
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[She's holed herself inside plenty of times in the past months spent in this town. Now, when the time is ideal to stay put and quiet, it is when Hungary finds herself most restless, especially inside.

Someone out there surely must want her dead, prompted by need or desperation. But she has the gun of her fake husband on her, and grim determination to survive on her mind. Eventually, she finds herself outside the bakery, but she's not paying attention to the display.]

[Backdated to the 29th]
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