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[ You saw this coming. You know you did.

It's December 1st, dressing room residents! Just like every year, scattered throughout the dressing room, sprigs of mistletoe line the doorways. Some hold just small pieces, some large, ornate balls, but all are tied with ribbons of red, white, and brown, gold, mint greens and icy blues.

Kiss under the white and you'll find yourself sprouting a small pair of angel's wings, but kiss under the brown and you'll get antlers. (If you're really unlucky, your nose may start to glow.) The red, well, some see Christmas as a holiday for love and lovers. The blues bring snow and frost, but the greens have no effect at all. As for the gold, well... That could be anything. ]

{ ooc: some of you wanted spells. use your imagination for the gold, do what you want. the effects last as long as you like. }

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[It makes Sora laugh, and he's gonna go fetch his beach ball before she can swat him.]

They're cute.

... Well. Glad you think so.

[She says, as she walks over and taps one of his.]

[He jumps at the touch, and both wings flare out in response. He looks like a puppy almost, trying to turn enough to get a good look over his shoulder. There's so much down feather at the base, it's hard to see where they sprout from his back.]

Wha? Awesome!

[His seem smaller than hers, but she can't really judge when she can't see her own very well. She looks amused by his reaction. That's better than some spells, for sure.]

I don't think you can fly with those.

Aw... Do you think I can still swim?

[He seems to be getting the hang of them. He's twisted around to try to watch as he focuses on moving them one at a time. Much of his ability seems to be subconscious, as they react very easily to his emotions.]

It might not be as easy, but I don't see why not.

[It's cute.]

You never told me if it was even warm in there or not. Is it safe to go in?

[She shakes her head, peeking back into the room.]

It's fine. It's cold at night, but it's not that bad yet.

You've probably had enough if you're leaving though, huh?

[He looks a little disappointed, but it's not something he'll let bother him for too long. It's hard to when he's so close to something almost like home.]

Who said I was leaving?

[The way she says that doesn't give it away in either case.]

Oh. I thought you were leaving as I was going in?

[He's confused now.]

[She shakes her head, a little amused.]

I was, I wanted to know how you knew.

I'm just good at guessing like that.

Something like that, sure.

[Sorry, she's obligated to pick on Soras.]

[His feathers puff up a little bit, but it doesn't seem to have bothered him.]

You're just jealous of my awesome intuition.

[She shrugs, amused.]

If that makes you feel better, sure.

Actually, what would really make me feel better is if these feathers would stop tickling my back. How come yours aren't so fluffy?

Beats me. Maybe it has something to do with personality.

[A pause.]

Or maybe I'm just more mature than you.

Hmm.. It probably does have something to do with getting old.

[What a cheeky grin. Sora's scooting past Riku with his beach ball quickly, his little wings flapping enthusiastically as if they could help him move quicker.]

[If there were snow already she'd push him in it.]

Don't make me come back in there!

[Indeed, the only reason she's not pursuing is because she knows they'll probably just get stuck again.]

[She can make a point of it later, when there is snow. Sora just laughs, running in over the sand gleefully. She should be able to hear his yell about cold water from the door.]

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