Out with the old....

[sundead]

Who: Everyone
What: New Year's.
When: Dec. 31st, New Year's Eve, to Jan 1st, New Year's Day.
Where: Everywhere
Summary: It's New Year's, and the people of Luceti have a lot to reflect upon, and to look forward to. And on a more meta level, new journal names.
Rating: We'll see...

New Year's brings images of crowds, and songs, and fireworks; staying up til midnight and watching balls or bells being rung. But Luceti is a different time and place. Whether you're partying with friends or watching the sunrise, what are you doing today?

Comments

Keep rugged dress code, always in this stress mode

[rollypolyclover]

[FGDKJSJ?! P-PUTS IT IN?!]

He's really big, and he's really blue, but he doesn't look sad. He looks... [Linefacey.] Okay! Hello, I'm Yotsuba.

[Taking a wary step closer, and then another. Hello there Swampert, she comes in peace.]

I knew what you meant at least <3

[so_shik]

It felt good having another girl around that understood the important things in life, she had to admit. Shiki spent way too much time around boys, or around Haruhi. She needed more people like Caroline in her vicinity.

"I guess not, but come on. What kind of designer am I if there are still people that aren't wearing my clothes?"

[rollypolyclover]

This way, this way!

[During the entire walk over to her community building, Yotsuba sang some song about bed time and stories and other related things. It made no sense. At all.

So hey! Outside CH5!]

We have arrived! Everybody off.

GASP! Eeeeee~SDGKSAFJGDK ilu jac

[rollypolyclover]

[We can have adorable after that too. And forever. Someone just needs to discipline the brattiness out of her.]

Nope. It's better than good. It's a bullseye!

[rollypolyclover]

...Maybe.

[Someone told her a grandad came back from heaven once! So maybe it is!]

[rollypolyclover]

[Pfft one wouldn't even care, seeing as Naoi wants her out/dead--]

Yotsuba has eated lots and lots tonight, nut there's always room for more! Oooi!! Cheers!

[rollypolyclover]

[Oh good lord that sounds scary. Flipping her head back up and wrapping her arms around Usagi's head. SHE WOULD LIKE TO KEEP HER HEAD THANK YOU VERY MUCH.]

Yotsuba wants to keep this head though, it's used to talk and eat stuff! Help!!

[ever_deceptive]

[Somehow, he was expecting that answer.] How about a drink? A lot of the cocktails here are nice.

[Those being what he's been downing pretty much all night, between here and Good Spirits.]

[lostinmyway]

That sounds like a nice drink. Thank you very much!

[How obvious is it she has no idea what's involved in a cocktail?]

[shamelessness]

I think we can find it if we know what kind of tree it is.

[shamelessness]

I don't think it's any flip.

[ever_deceptive]

[SO OBVIOUS. And for a brief moment Yeager's tempted to troll and get her something really strong just to see how she reacts. But he decides to be nice and simply gets her a very fruity piña colada instead.]

Here you go. [He'll be watching her face all the same, sipping the fuzzy navel he picked up for himself.]

[i_am_not_cute]

[Pao-Lin leans over the edge of the roof a bit to yell something at Luca.]

All the food-related stuff is in the middle bedroom! Just check around in the shelves there and you should be able to find the teabags. Or the hot chocolate, if you'd rather have that.

[i_am_not_cute]

Hmm, that does sound easy. What's your favorite recipe for something like that?

[immamartillo]

[ He shifts uncomfortably and opens his mouth to protest that it wouldn't be alright if he got them killed by being too loud. But Yeager said change the subject... Firo fidgets with his glass as he tries to think of something not suspicious to say. Just by chance, he remembers something. ]

Hey, I've been meanin' to ask, you any good at cards?

FABULOUS. This girl is on her way to a Pulitzer.

[i_am_not_cute]

[At the end of Yotsuba's story, Pao-Lin smiles and claps.]

That's a pretty interesting story there! [Even if it got...kinda dark near the end.] You like telling stories?

[i_am_not_cute]

[Honestly? That sounds like Pao-Lin most of the time, too.]

Yep! Sometimes they don't taste too good, but they'll let you keep going. Anyway, I gotta get back to work, but I'll bring you your other dishes as soon as they get finished!

***

[Ling can catch Pao-Lin again for whatever reason as she's scurrying around Seventh Heaven, or he can just busy himself with his food and wait until she brings the next part of his order.]

[ledbythewind]

[Someday Richard will teach you the finer arts of trolling, Isamu. ... or maybe not, because he rather likes his track record so far.

His only response will be to smile and move to catch up with Isamu, linking his arm with his friend's. He'll switch the ring back if Isamu really wants him to, but for now... it's kind of nice.]

It's just so -- dare I say it? -- SEXYFINE.

[i_am_not_cute]

Yep! [And out comes the notepad and a pen!] What do you want?

[i_am_not_cute]

[She glances up as Grune begins picking up dirty utensils.]

Oh, just leave that to me, okay? I'll bring them to the kitchen and then you can wipe the table.

/pitchforks at the ready (yea)

[inkdrops]

Mm... [She takes a long sip of her tea, swirling it around in her mug as she thinks.] Well, I'd like for people to at least be aware that I plan to make it a shrine, a-and if I do end up making a torii, I'll need help actually building it. I'm not a carpenter.

[shadedsunlight]

I like marinating chicken in teriyaki or barbecue sauce, grilling it, then serving it alongside a salad. Good on noodles too. Ramen, mix in some vegetables and egg, chicken on top, it's great.

[encryptedpages]

[He nods. Taken home like he was a stray puppy. Yep.]

Apparently he just keeps attracting loners.

What he said.

[encryptedpages]

... That'll work.

[Because no one wants to upset the derp. Very bad things happen when you upset the derp.]

[encryptedpages]

[Oh my, someone read past the almost-monotone to see the teasing glint to it! Whatever will he do?

-> Smirk and continue teasing.
-> Ignore it and continue in discussion.
-> Tactical retreat.]

I might have been.