Saturday, December 1st, 2018

1000yearstoolate: (slightly upwards)
[personal profile] 1000yearstoolate
Seivarden was swearing as she flounced into the shop covered in tinsel. She kept swearing as she tried to brush it off, and as she made tea, but then she found a tiny kitten among the poinsettas and forgot about it.

Maybe Issa would forgive her for cooing over the the tiny thing, trying not to think about a fight over it a few weeks earlier.

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justice_undone: (bw thoughtful)
[personal profile] justice_undone
Being covered in tinsel wasn't something she really enjoyed, but Breq faced it with stoic patience. As the Silence had some strands of it stuck in its fur, she felt a little smug, and even if its presence meant she couldn't hear any music she tried to play, it made things just a little better.

It probably meant the creature occasionally ventured outside, which was interesting to know. Breq made tea, and kept humming inaudibly, and tried to make use of the tinsel for decoration.

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myownface: (Serious)
[personal profile] myownface
Well... the island was up to its old festive shit again. Sparkle wrinkled his nose as he sat himself at a table at the Perk, a gingerbread latte with far too much whipped cream (almost enough whipped cream) in his hand as he squinted out the window to watch the tinsel coming down. It was kind of pretty, sure, but Sparkle knew damn well that 'kind of pretty' would just keep on into 'aggressively festive,' or else something horrible would hit the island and try to kill them all, or... shit, he'd be invited to someone's holiday meal or something.

He sighed, took a sip of his latte, and shook his head.

"Should've stayed at the resort world," he muttered. "Humbug."

At least once he got his phone plugged in at a spare outlet - not so much with the AC powerpoints in Atton's reality - he got a text with a photo of Krogan babies in it. Awwww.

[OOC: Open! Sparkle returneth!]
what_the_shock: (coffee)
[personal profile] what_the_shock
By the time Miguel made it to work today, he was covered in tinsel. The damn stuff was more tenacious than webbing, and that was saying a lot.

The cook smirked at him, and he held up a finger. "Don't. I mean it. Say one thing before I've had my coffee, and I won't be responsible."

Miguel headed for the coffee pot and the cook headed for the kitchen, directing the busboy to the specials board.

Today's Specials
Glitter turkey
Glitter doughnuts
Glittering cookie sandwiches


"Very funny."

Luke's was open!

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