[33 Apocalype Ave, early Sunday afternoon to evening]

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Logan surveyed the boxes of decorations and ornaments that the deliverymen had brought earlier. The tree was in the living room, eight feet tall and filling the house with the scent of pine. There were cookies on the coffee table and cider and eggnog in the fridge for anyone who got hungry, and Logan was hoping there'd be people to eat enough that he'd not be stuck with leftovers for weeks.

He set up his computer to play randomly from a flash drive devoted completely to storing Christmas and holiday music and opened the first box. Oooh, garlands!

[OOC: Post is open all day! Anyone's welcome, but if you're not a housemate, please ping in outside first. If you think you would've been invited, feel free to handwave. Same as what kind of decorations are in the boxes.]

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Outside

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The house is not yet decorated, but there's a couple of boxes of lights and various decorations on the porch, waiting to be put up.

Inside

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All kinds of decorations in open boxes, cookies and cider, and music!

The Tree

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A naked tree that doesn't quite reach the ceiling - it's practically begging for some tinsel.

Re: The Tree

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Logan handed Thursday part of a length of garland as he unwound it from its package. "It's really been years since I've had the chance to do this," he said. "It's nice to have the leisure time available."

Re: The Tree

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"I'll toast to that," Thursday replied and dutifully held the garland up so it could be unravelled. A lovely jazz brass arrangement of O Holy Night was playing in the background. "It's certainly a change of pace."

Re: The Tree

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He nodded as several loops of garland came undone and slithered to the ground, immediately becoming an impromptu dodo nest as Pickwick scurried around Logan's leg and sat in the middle of them. "I was thinking of doing the early Christmas dinner next Friday," he said, poking gently at Pickwick to try and get her to move. She looked up at Logan, plocking innocently, and he gave Thursday an amused glance. "With gifts after we eat, maybe."

Re: The Tree

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"Before you go home?" She let the garland hang around her neck as she scooped Pickwick up and set her aside out of the way. Friday had other plans. He was at the base of the tree wrestling with it.

The tree was winning.

Re: The Tree

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"Exactly," Logan said, giving Pickwick an apologetic look as he pulled the garland off the floor. "I'll probably be back just after the new year, so I can make sure to have my syllabus written up." He stood up with his end of the garland and began with as close as he could reach to the top, stringing it along the branches carefully. "Do you know when Landen's arriving yet?"

Re: The Tree

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"I haven't heard, no," she said. The disappointment in her voice was evident even though she tried not to sound like it. She shrugged and put a hopeful spin on it. "Maybe tomorrow. My father has an odd sense of timing."

Re: The Tree

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Logan smiled sympathetically. "Holiday travel does tend to be kind of rushed and a pain to plan," he said, looping more of the garland among the branches. "Do you think ornaments next, or tinsel?"

Re: Inside

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"You hungry?" John asked Zoe as they both came downstairs from his room.

Re: Inside

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"Quite a bit, yeah," Zoe replied. "What about you?"

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"I could eat," John replied with a faint smile. "I can cook us up something..."

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Zoe grinned at John in return. "Mmmm, I like the sound of that."

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"Says a woman who hasn't had to eat much of my cooking," John teased, going into the kitchen.

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"I could tell you about some of the food Mal cooked for us over the years, but I think that would ruin both of our appetites."

Re: Inside

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"I'll keep that in mind if he ever invites me to dinner when I meet him." John opened the fridge. "Burgers okay?"

Re: Inside

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Thursday returned from a walk with Friday and Pickwick. She took Pickwick off her leash and set Friday down in the living room. "Hello!" she called to the house to announce her presence. Her roommates weren't exactly the type that were good with being surprised by someone's presence.

Re: Inside

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"Hi," John called out from the kitchen. "We're making lunch, would you like some?"

Re: Inside

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Thursday headed towards the kitchen. "I'd like that. We just got back from a walk."

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"I'll put on a couple more burgers then," John said, smiling at her as she came into the kitchen.

Re: Inside

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"Thank you. How are things going?"

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"Pretty good," John said, glancing over at Zoe and smiling.

Re: Inside

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"Glad to hear it," Thursday said, getting herself a glass of water. "I always remember my teachers being frantic before finals week, but I'm not feeling the urge to run around madly."

OOC

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Like the star on the tree, no post is complete without one!