Carter Christmas | Dust & Gold

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POSTED ON Dec 28, 2013 12:03:34 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2013 12:03:34 GMT -8

The only thing Logan Carter did not care about Christmas was the extremely crazy people who thought it was an okay for them to do some shopping. Unfortunately he had become one of those people. It wasn't like he had meant to do it, he had been busy helping the Centurions train the campers, which had ate a lot of his time. Before he knew it, Christmas Eve had snuck up on him.

As he walked around the 'real word', Logan let out a sigh. Ti be honest he wasn't really sure what to get his younger brother Lucas. Maybe a new sword or something? Stepping inside another shopping mall, he watched as people tries to murder each other for the biggest deal on silly things. Then an idea hit him like a ton of bricks. Why buy something when he could simply use his charisma skills and get one for free?

Within a matter of about fifteen minutes, Logan had managed to get about two presents for his little brother. Sure he had no idea what they were because they were wrapped up, but it was the thought that counted. His mother, he would have to buy something for. Or just ask a sales lady at a jewelry store. Which of course he had gone for the latter, by simply asking for a lovely white gold neck with her birthstone on it. With his presents in his hands, Logan smiled at he made his way back to New Rome.

Waling inside his home, Logan paused and looked around. It seemed empty. "Hello?" he called out, stepping inside. "Anybody home?"

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NOTES: Ignore the horrible title, it was all I could think of!

Lucas Carter

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Carter Christmas

POSTED ON Oct 21, 2014 18:55:18 GMT -8

Post by Lucas Carter on Oct 21, 2014 18:55:18 GMT -8

Lucas had never known his father so Christmas had always been between him, his brother, and their mother. He had the same father as Logan, but the one time he'd asked their mother, she'd snapped at him that she didn't want to talk about it. She kept his picture on the fireplace so he guessed he'd died in service to the Twelfth Legion even after he retired. He didn't hate Christmas, but it had become a sort of task or job. He could no longer get away with hand-made gifts unless he wanted to attempt to make a sword, which wouldn't have gone well at all. But he wasn't about to spend money on gifts - even if he managed to snatch some wallets from unsuspecting mortals.

He'd gone to a store and stolen a pretty dress for his mom - he had a talent for thievery so he was going to take advantage of it. He'd also snatched a shirt he thought would look hilarious on Logan - a bright blue Hawaiian shirt. He'd then grabbed some shoes that would go decently with his mom's new dress from a Pay-less. He had some sense of fashion, he was just usually too lazy to care. As he walked around the mall, slipping cash out of a few mortals' wallets and back pockets, he'd searched for something else to get his brother - two gifts should have been fine for his mom and Logan, he thought. Eventually he grabbed a soft pretzel to munch on and stared at store windows. He grabbed an expensive looking watch and settled on that as his second gift.

Later that day, he was at his mom's house, in his old room, clumsily wrapping his presents. He'd never been good at this and always ended up with tape all over his fingers. By the time Logan showed up, he'd placed his presents under the tree and was plucking tape off his fingers and into the garbage. He looked up at his older brother and grinned when he saw the gifts, already dying to open them up. He'd always gotten in trouble with their mom for opening up at least one gift early while everyone was sleeping.

"Hey," he said, plucking the last piece of tape and flicking it into the garbage. "Mom ran out to get some food from the markets, though she should be back... some time, I didn't really ask." He leaned against the wall, folding his arms and grinning at his brother - or rather the presents he had. "So which one's for me? And can I open it now?" Patience was certainly something he didn't have.

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Carter Christmas

POSTED ON Oct 23, 2014 0:07:16 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2014 0:07:16 GMT -8

While the older Carter son had stolen already wrapped and bought Christmas presents, Logan did manage to steal a few things that weren't wrapped up already. He had managed to get his hands on a dress inside a dress box for their mother. But for Lucas he had managed to get a hold of some small knives, great for hand to hand combat or an easy escape depending on the situation.

Logan nodded his head, their mother was to try and 'fatten them up' as Logan liked to think of. He loved his mother to death, just not when she got crazy around the holidays. Smirking, Logan shook his head to Lucas' question. "None of them" he lied as he placed the presents under the tree & next to some others that he assumed were from Lucas. He had no idea what his little brother had planned for him and was a little terrified to find out. "If you open any of those, mom will get mad like she always does" he informed his younger brother. It was entertaining to see Lucas get scolded every year because he opened a present early.

"You will have to open those tomorrow. The ones with the girly looking wrapping paper are for mom, unless if you want a gold necklace with her birthstone or a pretty dress" Logan teased. He had no idea what his little brother was into and he wasn't going to judge him one bit.

"But" Logan said and began to dig through the pockets of his clothing. It wasn't in the pockets of his pants, that would painful. It wasn't in the pocket of his shirt, that was too small for a box to hold knives. Digging through his jacket, he finally found the small box. "You can open this one" he said with a smile on his face.

Tossing the box to his younger brother, Logan smiled. He knew the knives wouldn't fall out of the box, it was taped up. "Hurry and open it before mom comes back. She'll yell at me too" Logan encouraged Lucas, waiting to see the look on his brother's face when he opened it up.

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NOTES:; Enjoy~!