[ Likewise, Maria is almost entirely bluster when she's been caught off her guard. But the observation comes easily enough, her sudden companion (and perhaps fellow captive?) sprightly enough in demeanor to not set her off. A short breath leaves her, and Maria's gaze flicks up in time with the gesture. ]
I see it. I'm afraid it's not a hallucination or anything of the sort, unless we're both stuck in the same dream.
[ Gaze lowering and squaring on the other woman, maybe Maria doesn't mind the implication. ]
Perhaps someone's love of decorating got the better of them, hm?
[Ah Christmas. The time of year for friendship, togetherness, and division Christmas parties that force angry, sentient marshmallows to be social. S.O.N.G. had never been the kind of place to avoid standing on celebration, as evidenced by the "welcome" parties for new members, and Christmas was no exception. And of course a high tech submarine is the perfect place to hold something like that, right?
Right.
Nevertheless, Chris was being the ultimate wallflower. Not because of the usual issues with friendship and togetherness... Chris was already comfortable with these people. No, it was because someone had put mistletoe up everywhere and the usual suspects (read Hibiki, Miku, Shirabe, and Kirika) were being their usual selves about it.
But it was a bit different this time. Seeing how comfortable they all were with each other, Chris couldn't help but sigh in a manner that almost seemed wistful. Not to mention, the corner she'd parked herself in was adorned with mistletoe all the same. It's almost as if she wanted a bit of attention herself because Yukine Chris can't do anything without being absolutely tsundere about it.]
Heh! Nobody expects a Draconid, y'know. [ They just tend to show up. Unannounced. Possibly by way of breaking and entering. But that's not really important. ] But yup, it's little old me, back home!
[ Rolling forward with a stretch and swing of her legs, she hops up with a soft hup noise, pausing to pat at her knees. ]
And my darling girl, of course. [ Behind her, a Whismurr hangs by the legs of the chair. A smile tips the corners of her mouth. ] Aster, dear!
[ Swiveling, her smile quirks and she strides forward, the heavy scales on her mantle clinking. It seems she has a bit of an upper hand just by existing, lucky her. Going to trap the former Champ in the doorway seems like a productive waste of time, with no better target in sight. ]
A-a-a-nyway. No one really talks about what happens after all that happily-ever-after stuff. So, here I am!
I FEEL YOU FRIEND i just came back from the University Midterm Swamp
[ her and that whismur... steven has a distaste for them both. he's a little more inclined to be forgiving towards the pokemon, but it's still difficult to regard either of them without a scowl.
...and she's moving closer, without him having any kind of escape route planned. this is the worst possible outcome. help. ]
[ You might be missing a few capitals there, kiddo. She'd be offended if she knew she was only afforded the one. Not that it wasn't obvious, probably, with her hanging out close to a bunch of mistletoe. She likes danger, what can she say. ]
Whoa, there! What's this? Lookin' a little lost there, aren't you?
[It's a shame that he usually runs away from danger.... But hey he isn't running away from her, yet. So that's good news hopefully. Also, everyone but his brother only gets one. But seriously, he bits his lip, feeling like he's standing out a bit too much all of a sudden.
Seriously, bad news bear right here.]
Er, heh...is it that obvious?
[EVASIVE MANUVERS, QUICKLY ALL HANDS ON DECK A CUTE GIRL IS TALKING BACK TO HIM.]
[Old Earth traditions are a strange thing on their own, but once they're adopted and adapted by varying cultures and worlds across the galaxy, it can become hard to tell where one ends and another begins. Holidays only make it more confusing. That, coupled with a sketchy history of similar antics, makes the Elysion's crew as skeptical as ever once Captain Johnson announces the entire ship will be host to a winter holiday party complete with all the 'authentic' Earth staples.
Since it falls under the category of unofficial event, the members of Walküre have a reprieve from themed outfits being required. However, this doesn’t stop a few of them from having a little bit of fun. In Kaname’s case that means a headband with reindeer antlers and ears, covered in twinkling lights. Currently in the mess hall, she holds a cup of cider while she swaps stories with one of the mechanics, laughter often cutting off their conversation.
And despite the event being unofficial for the idols, crew members are required to attend— Captain’s orders. This is how Kaname catches sight of Messer, towards a corner of the room, once she bids farewell to the mechanic. There’s no question of whether or not she goes over to him with a commandeered drink for his sake.]
[ There's a tap on dear Gaelio's shoulder, and when he turns there's no one there. Then a tap on his opposite shoulder, and this time Euphie is standing there, laughter in her eyes and a warm, playful smile on her face. She's holding an enormous stuffed bear nearly half her own size, so it's no small wonder that she moved fast enough to avoid his gaze long enough to tap on his shoulder a second time. ]
Gallie... Are you standing here on purpose? Did you know I was looking for you?
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maria
→ leo
I believe its origins are found in European folklore. [ She recovers the moment quickly, with an almost sinuous ease. ] Much like an olive branch.
[ If she were a bit closer, that upswing in his heartbeat might as well be palpable... ]
It seems we regard it a little more frivolously now, doesn't it?
no subject
Some do. I don't.
[ he's... pure and innocent and has never kissed anybody before. ]
no subject
That's a shame.
no subject
Why is it a shame?
→ soleil
I see it. I'm afraid it's not a hallucination or anything of the sort, unless we're both stuck in the same dream.
[ Gaze lowering and squaring on the other woman, maybe Maria doesn't mind the implication. ]
Perhaps someone's love of decorating got the better of them, hm?
no subject
( The comment is mostly under her breath and to herself. She isn't sure if this lady would appreciate something that corny. )
Whatever the reason, we can't...just ignore it, right? It would be awful to ignore tradition.
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Right.
Nevertheless, Chris was being the ultimate wallflower. Not because of the usual issues with friendship and togetherness... Chris was already comfortable with these people. No, it was because someone had put mistletoe up everywhere and the usual suspects (read Hibiki, Miku, Shirabe, and Kirika) were being their usual selves about it.
But it was a bit different this time. Seeing how comfortable they all were with each other, Chris couldn't help but sigh in a manner that almost seemed wistful. Not to mention, the corner she'd parked herself in was adorned with mistletoe all the same. It's almost as if she wanted a bit of attention herself
because Yukine Chris can't do anything without being absolutely tsundere about it.]zinnia
→ steven
[ Rolling forward with a stretch and swing of her legs, she hops up with a soft hup noise, pausing to pat at her knees. ]
And my darling girl, of course. [ Behind her, a Whismurr hangs by the legs of the chair. A smile tips the corners of her mouth. ] Aster, dear!
[ Swiveling, her smile quirks and she strides forward, the heavy scales on her mantle clinking. It seems she has a bit of an upper hand just by existing, lucky her. Going to trap the former Champ in the doorway seems like a productive waste of time, with no better target in sight. ]
A-a-a-nyway. No one really talks about what happens after all that happily-ever-after stuff. So, here I am!
I FEEL YOU FRIEND i just came back from the University Midterm Swamp
[ her and that whismur... steven has a distaste for them both. he's a little more inclined to be forgiving towards the pokemon, but it's still difficult to regard either of them without a scowl.
...and she's moving closer, without him having any kind of escape route planned. this is the worst possible outcome. help. ]
I didn't think we had a need for an epilogue.
→ wirt
Whoa, there! What's this? Lookin' a little lost there, aren't you?
[ SHARPEDO IN THE WATER ]
no subject
Seriously, bad news bear right here.]
Er, heh...is it that obvious?
[EVASIVE MANUVERS, QUICKLY ALL HANDS ON DECK A CUTE GIRL IS TALKING BACK TO HIM.]
messer
messer-kyun~
Since it falls under the category of unofficial event, the members of Walküre have a reprieve from themed outfits being required. However, this doesn’t stop a few of them from having a little bit of fun. In Kaname’s case that means a headband with reindeer antlers and ears, covered in twinkling lights. Currently in the mess hall, she holds a cup of cider while she swaps stories with one of the mechanics, laughter often cutting off their conversation.
And despite the event being unofficial for the idols, crew members are required to attend— Captain’s orders. This is how Kaname catches sight of Messer, towards a corner of the room, once she bids farewell to the mechanic. There’s no question of whether or not she goes over to him with a commandeered drink for his sake.]
Messer-kun! I’m glad I found you.
bananarama
galigali
no subject
Gallie... Are you standing here on purpose? Did you know I was looking for you?