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kingdomdressing2011-12-24 01:44 pm
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snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be ☆
[ Things are a little different this Christmas Eve. It's the first holiday season in years that many residents will be able to spend outdoors, and whatever drives the place has gone all out to make things festive. There are white lights and ruby garland strung up around lamp posts, red bows and wreathes adorning buildings. Even the trams are decorated, lit up on the outside and warm and cozy inside. There's a chill in the air, but for the most part it isn't too uncomfortable. Trees stripped bare of leaves by the change in seasons have had their leaves replaced by lights, and the occasional tree in the park bears large, shining baubles.
The ball this year is held in a new building, something that's popped up on the outskirts of the residential area overnight. (Of course, no one will be able to get inside until much later in the evening.) The park's a little smaller and crowded as a result, but not by much. It, like much of the outdoors, is covered in white. A light snow has been falling since early afternoon, resulting in a glistening bed of frost over the ground, the trees, and every rooftop. Much of it stretches out past the area, giving a wintery cover to most worlds. The fountains in Radiant Garden have frozen over into chaotic ice sculptures, and enough snow for a snowman (or snowmouse) can be found in Traverse Town, while the sound of carols comes from nowhere in particular in Disney Town. Hopefully no one tries to take the tram to Halloween Town for purposes of sneaking into Christmas Town. That world is barred off from entry no matter how hard anyone tries.
Somewhere around six in the evening, the doors to the ballroom open and remain so. Large wreathes decorated with red ribbon and crystal clear baubles hang on the doors. The building itself is decorated simply and tastefully, with red ribbons and streamers, dimmed lights and soft, instrumental music, perfect for the pristine dance floor. The ceiling, a true highlight of the room, is made of framed glass and gives a perfect, pristine view of the stars and snowfall outside. The tree this year is decorated with red, pale green, white, and more clear glass ornaments. Strangely enough, each is marked with a small tag. Just a simple old strip of paper, blank until someone gets close enough to see their name appear on one special ornament, in swirling red script. There are birds, hearts, stars... all kinds of simple, precious ornaments there to take. Maybe they mean something.
Like any good party in the DR, there's plenty of food. In the back room, separated from the ballroom by frosted glass walls, there are tables with glass tops and sheer white tablecloths, the largest of which is rectangular and has a placement of ham, roast birds, casseroles and vegetables, with nuts, popcorn, pretzels and cheeses further down. There are two smaller, round tables, one with drinks (non-alcoholic eggnog, ciders, and hot cocoa), and one with sweets like pudding, cookies, fudge, and sugared fruits. A group of much smaller, more cozy and personal tables are scattered in the corner near the food, with delicate placements decorated with classic red poinsettias. ]
{ ooc: LiveJournal mirror here. Happy Holidays, everyone! }
The ball this year is held in a new building, something that's popped up on the outskirts of the residential area overnight. (Of course, no one will be able to get inside until much later in the evening.) The park's a little smaller and crowded as a result, but not by much. It, like much of the outdoors, is covered in white. A light snow has been falling since early afternoon, resulting in a glistening bed of frost over the ground, the trees, and every rooftop. Much of it stretches out past the area, giving a wintery cover to most worlds. The fountains in Radiant Garden have frozen over into chaotic ice sculptures, and enough snow for a snowman (or snowmouse) can be found in Traverse Town, while the sound of carols comes from nowhere in particular in Disney Town. Hopefully no one tries to take the tram to Halloween Town for purposes of sneaking into Christmas Town. That world is barred off from entry no matter how hard anyone tries.
Somewhere around six in the evening, the doors to the ballroom open and remain so. Large wreathes decorated with red ribbon and crystal clear baubles hang on the doors. The building itself is decorated simply and tastefully, with red ribbons and streamers, dimmed lights and soft, instrumental music, perfect for the pristine dance floor. The ceiling, a true highlight of the room, is made of framed glass and gives a perfect, pristine view of the stars and snowfall outside. The tree this year is decorated with red, pale green, white, and more clear glass ornaments. Strangely enough, each is marked with a small tag. Just a simple old strip of paper, blank until someone gets close enough to see their name appear on one special ornament, in swirling red script. There are birds, hearts, stars... all kinds of simple, precious ornaments there to take. Maybe they mean something.
Like any good party in the DR, there's plenty of food. In the back room, separated from the ballroom by frosted glass walls, there are tables with glass tops and sheer white tablecloths, the largest of which is rectangular and has a placement of ham, roast birds, casseroles and vegetables, with nuts, popcorn, pretzels and cheeses further down. There are two smaller, round tables, one with drinks (non-alcoholic eggnog, ciders, and hot cocoa), and one with sweets like pudding, cookies, fudge, and sugared fruits. A group of much smaller, more cozy and personal tables are scattered in the corner near the food, with delicate placements decorated with classic red poinsettias. ]
{ ooc: LiveJournal mirror here. Happy Holidays, everyone! }

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[She's smirking, too, which would make it obvious that she was teasing even if it wasn't in her tone.]
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[no, he knows. <3]
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[They could bond over ham forever.]
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[hambonding is the best. \o/ also weh she looks so pretty and feminine, he wants to pick her up and twirl her. ;o; ]
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[She's being completely serious when she says that. Delicious ham omnomnom. Also she would possibly flail at twirling.
Red probably wouldn't appreciate it either.]no subject
[ P: sounds like a good reason for twirling if there ever was one.
two good reasons, actually.]no subject
[She gives him a look for that, as if asking what exactly he thinks he'd be interrupting. Whatever it is, he's probably right.
Those are not good reasons!]no subject
they are totally good reasons, making Riku flail is good for her, and making Red grumpy is practically required of him since they've both slept with Riku. /um]Anyway, I've got a present for you.
[he sticks a hand into his pants pocket and withdraws a small, square box with a red ribbon tied around it. (wrapping with paper is beyond him, it would just look like shit.)]
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You do?
[Presents are never high on Riku's list at Christmas. She was planning on a repeat of last year where there were basically none given (in her circle, anyway). She has her own plans for things to do with her friends, but they're not for Christmas day, and they aren't exactly... Christmassy.]
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what, is she planning on sex for EVERYONE she knows?no i'm kidding ilu. he holds the box out to her, only a tiny bit pink across his nose.]Yeah, I found one for everyone I know, and then made some alterations myself after a little research.
[read: this isn't just some crap he picked up somewhere and thought she'd like. research means library, and he doesn't go there for just any old thing. :Db]
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f uShe takes it, looking a little startled and unsure of what to say herself.]... Thanks, Axel.
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[he's beaming now, lit up like the big tree nearby, and bouncing on his heels a tiny bit. inside the box, when she opens it, will be a pendant on a black leather cord. on the back of the pendant is the kanji for fire, with some microscopic other symbols around the edges of it. there's a card in the box that explains the symbolism of the animal on the front.]
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[now he's blushing full-force, and ducking his head.]
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No... This is perfect. How are they linked?
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[which he very well might be, even though Axel included a note explaining himself. :|;;]
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You got Red something.
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[he likes hugs, especially hugs from people who don't just hand them out like candy (like he does).]
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If you want. I have something else in mind I want to give you, but it's not a Christmas present.
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[well in that case, he's going to spin them once, just for lulz.]
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[It's shrieking, apparently, because that's what Riku does when he spins them.]
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