Miracle on Luceti Street.

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody! (Mostly.)
What: IT'S CHRISTMAS OR SOMETHING.
When: The 19th through the 25th. Feel free to backdate and forwarddate and everydate as you please.
Where: All over the village!
Summary: It's a wintertime jamboree. Go ice skating. Hand out gifts to those you love. (Or want to prank, as the case may be.) Deal with meddling, creepy elves. Kiss a lot of people. It'll be good. Except for the parts where it'll be awkward. But that's what we're here for, isn't it?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R, I imagine. If you need to play out sexytimes, please either fade to black and take it elsewhere or CLEARLY mark the thread in the subject line. (The former is preferable, but not strictly necessary.)


This is your event catch-all log! Sorry it's a bit late in going up. All you really need to do is mention in your subject line what date(s) it is, so folks know if they're dealing with mistletoe or not. Feel free to set up multiple scenarios, of course. Also, as always, tag your characters!

Here is your event info, and feel free to continue asking questions there if necessary. Now go and make merry!

Comments

ANY DAY but seriously don't reply in rhyme this was painful enough.

[distressedude]

[Twas the week before Christmas, and all through Luceti,
Ion was about and making merriment already!
Whether enjoying the atmosphere or giving gifts to a friend,
It seemed as though good mood would simply never end!
From Wednesday into Sunday, he wanders out and abound,
With a smile on his face every time he turns around.

But on the day before Christmas, all those who cross his path,
May notice a certain something that might just make them laugh.
For here was Ion with a smile, walking by himself,
Whom had completed the task, given thus, by his elf:
On the eve of the day that we've all been waiting for,
Drink two cartons of eggnog. No less and no more.

And with that done the elf retired, leaving Ion in the snow,
Setting the stage for merriment, shenanigans, and mistletoe.]

24th

[failguardian]

[Anise had been taking a walk through the village, still in awe of all the decorations around her even though they had been up for a few days. Still, after awhile, she does begin to feel cold and wet, so she turns her feet back towards home.]

[Which is when she bumps into Ion.]

Hey! [She runs forward the last few steps to stand beside him.] It's so pretty out here!

[distressedude]

[It's a good thing Ion had just been standing in place, because aside from his face being rather flushed, he might not seem outwardly all that different.]

[You know, until he talks. Though not quite slurring his words, he does sound rather tired. The smile on his face brightens all the more at the sight of Anise.]

And it looks like it just got that much prettier. [Smile, smile.] Hello, Anise.

i'm sorry gmail failed me )':

[failguardian]

[...That slur.]

[And his words...]

Ion, are you feeling okay?

/PUNTS GMAIL

[distressedude]

Oh, yes, I feel-- [Wait.]

[He can't let Anise know he's drunk. That would be just terrible! He turns to the side just a little too quickly (almost enough to make him lose his balance, but he catches himself) and clears his throat, trying very hard!! to sound more normal.]

Ah, I'm all right! There's nothing to worry about.

[failguardian]

[ / s q u i n t s ]

Are you hiding something? [She tries to peer over Ion's shoulder. Why'd you turn like that?]

[distressedude]

...no. [Tuuurning again to avoid her peeking. The only thing he could be hiding would be his red face from drinking. Though it could just as easily be mistaken for a fever, given the way he's acting.]

What would I be hiding? I don't hide anything from you, Anise!

[...he's not a very good liar right now either.]

[failguardian]

[She stands back, hands on her hips.]

Ion, look at me!

[That slur is making her really worried.]

[distressedude]

...I don't want to.

[Mature.]

[failguardian]

[......................]

We're going home right now!

[distressedude]

W-What? Why?

[Oh, hey, he's looking at you now Anise!]

[failguardian]

[Whoa.]

Ion, your face is all red! [Before he can protest, she shakes off her glove to place a hand against his forehead.] You feel pretty warm too.

24TH OBVIOUSLY.

[metalbends]

[Toph had no idea what mistletoe was. She couldn't see it, and it hadn't stopped her yet...until she headed to the bakery to get some delicious sweets and gets stuck in the doorway. It's rather frustrating, considering she has absolutely no idea what is holding her in place. But she can't move from the doorway, so she just...stands there. Not asking for help, of course. But obviously annoyed, considering the grimace on her face.]

THIS WILL END TERRIBLY I love it

[distressedude]

[Meanwhile Ion is still feeling pretty good from the eggnog earlier. He's more-or-less begun to realize something is a little off with his behavior, but he's not quite at the point where he has the ability to give a damn. And so, he'll just continue on his merry way, walking with an uneasy gait.]

[Until he notices Master Toph standing in the doorway of the bakery! ...but why isn't she just going inside? Clearly this requires investigation!!!]

[And his words are so totally not slurred, that's just her imagination.

Oh, Master Toph! Hello!

INDEED IT SHALL

[metalbends]

[Oh, no. Of all her rotten luck. Of course Ion has to find her when she's inexplicably stuck in a door way...

Huh. The way he said that sounded kind of funny, didn't it?]

Uh...hey, Greenbeard.

[distressedude]

[He's just gonna saunter on over here, thankfully still keeping his distance so he's not going to get stuck with her... yet.]

[His walking should feel pretty unsteady, too, for that matter.]

Are you just coming from the bakery? Or were you headed there?

[metalbends]

[It does feel unsteady, and she absolutely notices it. What the heck was up with him?]

Just headed in. Uh, are you okay?

[distressedude]

Oh, yes, I'm all right! I just had a little too much eggnog. It tasted really good, but I think it made my head feel a little fuzzy...

[More than a little, that's for sure. He takes a step closer, but only so he can lean an arm on the doorway to keep his balance.]

[metalbends]

[Eggnog, huh...sure, Ion, sure. Ugh, she really wishes she were anywhere else right now.]

You sure that's all it was? 'Cause you're acting pretty weird.

[distressedude]

Well, I didn't know it had alcohol in it until after I drank it...

[Heheheh... heh... well, at least he's honest. Hi Toph, meet drunk greenbeard!]

But I don't think it was that much, so I'll be all right!

I think.

[metalbends]

[Yeah, great. Just great. He's drunk, she's stuck in a doorway, and urgh, why can't she just move?]

You should probably go home, don't you think? [He is just cruisin' for a bruisin' going around like this.]

[distressedude]

Oh, I can't do that! Nephry would probably be upset if she saw me like this. Or worried. And that would be even worse.

[LOOK AT HOW TROUBLED HE LOOKS he doesn't wanna disappoint his mama okay!!]

24th

[inkdrops]

[Miyabi's out and about delivering her presents, bounding through the snow with grace and practiced ease. She's so much more comfortable in the snow and lighter spring-like climates then anything else. The cold she can handle. Excessive heat? Not so much. Plus, the brisk, icy air is refreshing, and she kicks up some snow on her romp around just to see it dance in the wind. Ah, so beautiful... this really is one of her very favorite seasons.

She barely sees Ion until she's just within a few feet of him, and smiles as she waves and calls out to the young boy she knows somewhat. She does have a gift for him, of course, though it's not quite as extravagant as some of the others she's already gifted other people. But hopefully the simplicity of the gift will be appreciated by the polite and darling young man. He does seem far more refined than others around his age, she's seen.]

Hello there! Uhm...I-Ion!

24th

[distressedude]

[R-Refined... oh, poor Miyabi. That view of him will probably end up becoming a bit skewed after this. Though at the very least, he's a bit more sobered up than he was before after a run in with a certain God-general.]

[He turn when he hears his name called and glances around, not quite seeing anyone... and then he looks down. His face is pretty red, both from the alcohol and from all of today's embarrassing scenarios, but it could just as likely be from the cold as well.]

Oh, hello Miya!

24th

[inkdrops]

[Huh, he does seem a bit more...colorful today than most days, though Miyabi's not too worried about it. The poor thing's so pale most of the time that a bit of color in his cheeks might be a good thing, right? Of course! Anyway, the little poncle bounces her way over towards him, her glittering aura becoming brighter as she gets closer - showcasing her delight to see him.]

You're looking well. Do you have a minute to spare, maybe? I have something for you! For Christmas! It's not much, I-I'm sorry for that, but I hope you'll accept it... [As she speaks, Miyabi unfastens her sword from its holster at her side, and points the brush downward.]