Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Friday [12/10].

[special_rabbit]

The deeper they got into December, Amaya knew the more likely it was for that blasted mistletoe to show up and make her life that much more difficult (could she even recall a year where it didn't go and muck up something for her? No. No, she absolutely could not), so she'd gotten in the habit, once she had her coffee and made her way downstairs to get to work, to immediately glance up at the ceiling and give it a good squint to check for potential issues before nodding with satisfaction that all seemed to be clear, then going to stoke the forge and get to work.

That morning was no different, really.

But what Amaya absolutely failed to take into consideration was the fact that the mistletoe was a bit more wily than she gave it credit for, and she had all these nice rafters on the ceiling that made wonderful little pockets of shadow for mistletoe to disappear into completely, until her back was turned and her attention was preoccupied with getting set up for the day, so that they could find their way around the shop to attend to certain precautions she'd set up and ensure that certain flame-throwers and materia-enhanced daggers were either out of reach or out of commission.

What? It was only trying to help you, Amaya! They were just doing their part to spread all that holiday cheer and romantic spirit!

Surely, you'd be thanking it later!

The Forge is OPEN!

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Since she was usually the only one in here, at least till Anakin arrived, Rey was kind of trying to leave the mistletoe alone. There was no one to be aggressive about, so maybe she could just work in peace for a while, pretending that she wasn't expecting it to yell at her, or dive bomb her head or anything.

She was doing drills, though, specifically because she felt the lightsaber was a warning.


[Open!]

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (12/10)

[notarockharpist]

Yasha had gone on one of her walkabouts again, which only by complete and total coincidence happened to have lasted about as long as Steph's spur of the moment musical road trip, and gotten back just in time for the eggnog the other day -- which she wasn't complaining about, for the record. She'd spent a lot of time in the bathroom with a mug that day.

Today, so far, the plants hovering about overhead seemed fairly innocuous. So far. But if anyone showed up and the mistletoe tried to make her do anything, there might be some rage happening.

[OOC: Open, usual SP disclaimer applies.]

Fix & Clean- Friday Afternoon

[alwaysonguard]

So. There was mistletoe. That much had been made perfectly clear to Dwight already. So he was naturally going to the sensible and logical and perfectly non-panicked thing of hiding out in the shop for the rest of the day.

Nope, perfectly normal plans here. Working on some projects and being productive. He had of course already checked all around the ceiling of the shop and not seen any mistletoe anywhere. So he was probably safe. He had already fallen victim to the mistletoe once. It would probably leave him alone. Maybe. Right?


(Post and poor clueless noob are definitely open!)

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

"How many more times do I have to tell you, I don't need any help in that department?" Lucifer asked the mistletoe as it stalked him across the bar. "Let alone with Tiny."

Who had, thankfully, escaped to the back room sometime in the past fifteen minutes.

Lucifer settled pissily behind the piano and batted incoming mistletoe away with his hand. "No," he said flatly. "A shrub is a guy who thinks he's fine, also known as a buster. No, I don't want your number--"

Yes, he was absolutely going to play turn of the century bangers until it left him alone, thank you.

[[ open! one day I'll be able to look at Lucifer gifs again and do ocd. ]]

Fandom Fire Station, Friday

[designateddadfriend]

Travis was stocking up on bottled water.

Stocking way up.

He had, in fact, placed an order for a giant water tank to be placed on the roof of the building, which could fill up a matching not-as-giant-as-he-wanted-it-to-be tanker truck, just in case he had to bring his own water to an emergency.

During all of this, a little sprig of mistletoe followed him around the station, quivering faintly in what Travis could only conclude was anticipation.

"I hate this month," he told it.

It quivered harder.

FANDOM FIRE STATION
Why in GOD'S NAME would you fill FIRE HYDRANTS with ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES??????????????

Well, at least now he knew why the box of plastic letters for the fire house sign had so many questions marks in it.

[open!]

The Perk - Friday Morning

[notagoose]

Goose had been completely oblivious to any mistletoe so far this morning and had been for his usual morning run and then decided to stop by the Perk for a coffee and had immediately started being followed by mistletoe.

The plus side was he seemed to have finally gotten rid of all that glitter as he stood awkwardly in front of the barista while the mistletoe hung in front of them.

Goose knew enough about what was supposed to happen with mistletoe but well he was still a socially awkward Supertrooper when it came to it and was staring at the Barista with a very much a deer in the headlights expression.

Sorry to anyone who wanted coffee right now, it was going to take Goose a while.

[so very open!]