down the chimney

[totes-spoiled.livejournal.com]

[In one room, there's a a decorated tree with gifts underneath, right next to a warm, crackling fire. Not so weird, huh?

... no, what's weird is that red sack that's trashing around. Santa seems to have forgotten something.

Wanna open it?]

[ooc: Can has open post. If you can figure out who they are. Don't refer too much to my wiki, it's out dated.]

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[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

[BUT THIS IS SO AWKWARD D:

WHAT DO YOU SAY TO SOMEONE YOU LIKE BUT THEN YOU FIND OUT SLEPT WITH MR. SIDEBURNS :|]

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

[SHE WAS SPELLED, SHE DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE :| at least she didn't blurt out anything else--]

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

... so...

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

[Freezes, turning to face him and tilting her head.]

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry.

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

... for what?

[Hood's staying up for now.]

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

For how I acted before.

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

...no, it was my fault.

[Curls one hand over her heart.]

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

How would it be your fault?

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

I should have known better than to go into that room.

[...or tried to portal away after she did. She did sort of panic, though.]

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

You didn't know, alright?

[But he's still sort of irritated at the thought of her being with someone.]

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

Still...

[...so it's a good thing he doesn't know about her world's Xemnas, huh--]

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

It's not your fault. You were just at the wrong place and time.

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

... you aren't mad?

["You don't hate me?" Fiddles with the edge of her hood.]

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

No. I'm sorry.

["Never."]

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

[.......

...runs to him, her hood falling down, to throw her arms around him and bury her face in his chest. SHE JUST. REALLY NEEDS A HUG RIGHT NOW, OKAY.]

why would you backdate this after months dsfsd :| things I do for you

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

[And a hug is what he gives her, bringing up a hand to stroke her hair gently.]

I LOVE THEM OKAY /goes to. change the email on this account, fuck ;;

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

[Sort of just. clings a little, looking up at him after a minute.]

I LOVE THEM TOO ): /tags from phone in a library

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

I'm still sorry.

;A; WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE /...do you have work to do ):

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

It's... okay.

[She's just happy he doesn't hate her ;;]

BECAUSE ;; /fuck my schedule forever

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a friendly kiss on the forehead as an apology, making sure she feels better before releasing her from the hug.]

;o; /sobs, clings to

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

[... why only friendly-- I mean

Smiles up at him.]

How long were you in that bag?

/attaches;o;

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

About a few minutes. If it lasted more than that, I would have gone mad.

... well, more than I currently am now but.

[Gestures to Derpy. LOCKED IN A BAG WITH THAT THING.]

/unites with--

[clepsydras.livejournal.com]

[waves a little at Derpy c:]

So no harm done, then?

/merged ):

[restoredlight.livejournal.com]

[HI AQUA :D flaiiiiiiil.]

Apart from the accidental claw scratches, yeah. Thanks for those.

[Healing them, he means.]