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			<title><![CDATA[ Saturday 4/9 afternoon -- being parental, egg-baby style ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="font-size:xx-small;">[Continued from somewhere in Bayville with Amara, or maybe Xi'an's room. We shall seeee~ Also, massive crap here. And holler if you need edits, Mike. Yes, some day I will succeed in making a longer OOC note than actual IC post.]</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br>The day had been remarkably calm so far compared to Friday, but she suspected any day without killer robots would be a calm day from now on. Considering she'd already had... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2005 11:48:25 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Description ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ The rec room is a large, rectangular room on the west side of the mansion. It has doors centered in the east and south walls and a bank of windows flanking a pair of french doors along the west wall. (The doors lead out to a small terrace over-looking the English and herb gardens that will be included in the garden descriptions.) The windows have heavy, burgundy velvet drapes over cream sheers. The walls here are walnut wainscotting with cream and gold embossed wallpaper above. Lighting is... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 17:17:30 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Monday Afternoon/Evening - Before Dinner ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Tabitha sat sprawled out on the couch in the rec room, staring gloomily at the television. The television that was currently showing afternoon cartoons, and Not the Mortal Kombat game she had wanted to be playing. <br><br>She hadn't had a chance to check out the room since Wanda's nightmare spaz the week before, and now that she had, she was rather upset to discover that her poor, poor video game had not survived the catastrophe. Which meant she had to buy another copy (Not likely), steal... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 15:26:12 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Continuing the search for fun. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ As soon as Remy had stepped into the room the doorbell back in the foyer had rung. He was greeted by the delivery guy. He took the two bags, he always ordered enough for two, just in case there was an unexpected rendezvous. Paying the man he then closed the door slipping back into the Rec Room.<br><br>Quietly he began to set out the small to go containers. They never were that pretty to look at but the food was good. He had ordered plain pasta with 3 or 4 different portions of sauces. He... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 12:47:36 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Late Saturday Morning, some R&amp;R in the rec room ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;font-size:xx-small;">[Continued from Amara's room after a quick shower]</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br>Feeling clean and refreshed Amara entered the rec room and took a peak inside. No one was there, which disappointed Amara a bit, she was looking for some company. Being locked up in her room with a stupid cold for a few days was just hell for her.<br><br>She crept in the room and made her way immediately to the couch. She was starting to... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 04:18:12 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Saturday morning, We're hunting Wabbits...err, demons ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ (Continued from the Dining Room)<br><br>Illyana peeked into the Rec Room and looked around.<br><br>&quot;No one in here,&quot; she said, turning back to grin at Jamie, then entered the room.<br><br>Plopping down on the couch, she set down her napkin-wrapped muffins and grabbed the remote off the table, then turned to look at her friend.<br><br>&quot;Do you think we should make a list?&quot; she asked as she turned on the tv. Jamie'd told her that some of the best cartoons were on on Saturday... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 14:51:11 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Thursday Afternoon: Jubey Time ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Bobby heard a rumor that the Rec Room was going to be at least mostly done with all the repairs by this afternoon. Enough to watch a little television on the big screen, anyway. <br><br>Heading around the corner, Bobby tried not to reflect too much on the time he had just spent with Alex. He'd think about it later. The guy for the most part seemed like he was trying to be cool with him...but something about the whole thing had felt forced at the same time.<br><br>Like, maybe it was the way... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 05:19:07 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Wed Morning 8/25 The Wreck Room, Warning: NC-17 Adult Cont. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:lime;font-size:xx-small;">[cont from Wed 8/25 Breakfast Dining Hall]</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Mutant party trick...</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br>Kurt touched her arm and the dining room winked out and someplace else winked in -- in less then a thought.<br><br>A noise. Purple smoke. Brimstone. Gut wrenching nausea, Stacy reeled and her power lashed out reflexively, flooding herself with a quick shot of... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 2004 21:55:02 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Tuesday 11/24 night ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ (Continued from the Staff Kitchen, with an unrecorded stop at Tabby and Wanda's room for pills and book)<br><br>Wanda entered the recroom, glancing around suspiciously for any signs of interdimensional daughters, X-Geeks, or any other strange phenomenon. None obviously present, for which she was extremely grateful. <br><br>Plopping down on the couch, she set down the unfinished Mountain Dew she'd brought with her from dinner, peering at the label on the pill bottle before popping it open and... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2004 23:21:31 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Peace, quiet and Animaniacs, during and after dinner, 8/24 ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Kurt curled up in the corner of the couch after Jean and Scott left, pulling the throw over him as he did so. It wasn't cold and he didnt' really need it, but the scent of the three of them lingered comfortingly in it. He was grateful for Scott's offer to bring him a tray after he and Jean finished dinner, he just...couldn't face being around that many people. Not yet, anyway. Even here, alone, he was being assaulted by too many scents to process and in the crowded atmosphere of the dining... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 15 Nov 2004 15:06:34 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Tuesday, 8/24, late afternoon - before dinner ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Weekday afternoon TV decidedly sucked, Jean mused to herself as she mindless flipped channels, waiting for Scott to join her. <br><br>Considering the day had started off so badly, it hadn't turned out to be as terrible as she'd expected. She'd made nice with Bobby, Ray had been great company throughout the day, and after meeting up with Scott at the mall, her bad mood had slipped away almost entirely. Now she was looking forward to curling up with the boy who had been her favorite cuddle... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Thu, 11 Nov 2004 22:57:34 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Tuesday, 8/24 Afternoon ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ (Continued from Tabby and Wanda's Room)<br><br>Wanda wandered into the recroom, book in hand, and looked around. The room looked the same as the last time she'd been there, up to and including...she grinned as she saw the painting on the wall and went over to admire it. Really, it wasn't a bad dragon, at all. And clone-boy's 8-man war wasn't half bad, either.<br><br>The ice castle to the side, however, she completely ignored. <br><br>Resolutely turning her back, she walked over to the couch... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2004 21:11:32 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Monday 23/8 Late Afternoon/Early Evening ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="font-size:xx-small;">[Sorta-kinda-but-not-really continued from <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://p072.ezboard.com/fprojectbayvillefrm41.showMessage?topicID=16.topic" target="top">Xavier's Office</a><!--EZCODE LINK END-->]</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br><br>Fred had come to the decision that the Institute was all right, as long as the X-Geeks left him <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>the hell alone</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->. So far, that had been... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2004 10:27:27 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Monday Morning Violence - After Breakfast ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>((Continued from the Foyer - Crossroads ))</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br>Tabitha hobbled into the room and paused, shifting herself on her crutches. How was she going to do this...<br><br>She'd picked up a copy of a Mortal Combat game out of the bargain bin the other day and was itching to test its promise if violence, scantily-claddedness and gore. But she'd gotten side tracked by a variety of things, none of which really counted, and hadn't tried the game... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (Pretty in Punk)</author>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2004 22:10:37 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Sat Evening-Alarms-11 pm ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ It was a nice dream. Home for Christmas, Jubilee there with him. Just...home, everywhere he turned. Relaxing and peaceful. <br><br>*RrrrrrrrRrrrrrrrRrrr*<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Damn it.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> <br><br>Sam was up with a start instantly recognising the mansion's alarms going off. Someone was attacking the Mansion again. He blinked looking around the room he was in. Clearly he wasn't in his bedroom, but in the rec room with Jubilee, who looked a bit freaked... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2004 18:05:50 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Saturday Evening - During/After dinner ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Jamie, the real Jamie, wandered into the rec room with a large bag of sour cream and onion potato chips clenched in his arms. He had given up finding people, because he wasn't willing to go into the dining room...half-afraid Dr. McCoy would be there and force him to sit there and eat again.<br><br>So, chips it was.<br><br>He'd shown Wanda to Bobby's room, an action which prompted the nagging thought in the back of his mind that he shouldn't have shown any brotherhood member around the house,... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2004 15:21:23 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Saturday Afternoon ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Jamie1 came tearing into the rec room, clenching a roll of paper at least half a foot thick and three feet wide to his chest. It had started to unroll, several yards worth dragging along behind him, but he was too rushed to care...<br><br>Except the other two Jamie's weren't there yet.<br><br>&quot;Huh...&quot; He set the roll of paper down and tore off the section that had been on the floor, setting it aside. It was hospital bed paper, the kind the doctor stretches out on the bed before a... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 00:05:40 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Friday Evening, Five o'clock News and thereafter ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ (continued from...Limbo...but he's been around, really he has)<br><br>Logan strode into the rec room, his boot heels clicking lightly on the highly polished mahogany floor. It was almost five, still plenty light, and he didn't bother to turn on the on the chandelier as he entered. Instead, he headed straight for the television, scooping the remote up from the coffee table and replacing it with his bottle of Molsen before settling down in the exact center of the huge sofa in front of it and... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2004 19:58:46 GMT</pubDate>
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