lucetilogs | Miracle on Luceti Street.

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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Yeah...he's not exactly around anymore either. [Norma's eyes cast back down to the little bushel of white flowers, and for a second or two the walls she put up come crashing down, before they rebuild themselves and she smiles again.] He actually did a lot for me, and I never woulda turned out to be the way I am now if I didn't meet and listen to him! I mean, the least I can do is talk to him sometimes, y'know?

Oh, and he also got me this [She indicates the puffy pompom hair accessory she always wears.] too! Back when I was a whole lot smaller.

I know! That's always good. Because the people who're gone - they're never really gone. Since they put their love in your heart, that means they'll always be there! That's because love is a form of energy and it can't be destroyed.

[He points at the pompom with a smile.] He did? Wow, that looks really nice!

[Love is a form of energy and it can't be destroyed. Ah, that's...wow. Really cheesy. So much that Norma actually snorts and begins to laugh quietly to herself, but the smile on her face after is large and honest. As cheesy as that was, it really is the truth, isn't it? That idiot...he definitely left his mark. Norma'd definitely not be the way she is if it weren't for Sven.]

Thanks, Cueball. I actually hated the thing when he first gave it to me - it was way too babyish, I thought. Now, it's kinda like...his keepsake, y'know?

Yeah... I think I do. I know how important keepsakes can be. [He remembers how dejected Katara was when she lost her mother's necklace - and that joy when she got it back.] And I guess I have one now, too.

Really? What's that?

[Honestly, she's curious. This kid seems to get it - or at least he seems to have shared the same kind of experience as she did. Not quite to the extent and sadness that Norma felt, and still feels, but it's close enough.]

This. [There's an odd smile as he withdraws from a fold of his robes a flute.] I just got it for Christmas! I recognized it immediately. This was his flute.

[A blink and a cant of a head is what follows the introduction of the smallish instrument, and Norma's about to open her mouth to say something, but stops herself. His flute? Who is "he", she wonders?]

His?

Y-yeah.... Someone I lost. The man who raised me. His name was Monk Gyatso. I'm sure this was his flute! It's got to be.

[Someone I lost. Jeez, and this guy's just a kid, too, poor thing. Hah...haha, ugh. This has got to be some kind of cruel twist of fate or something.]

Then, there you have it! If you think it's his, then it's his, right? No point is getting all negative thinking too hard about it. [She pauses, giving the flute a short look.] But you better keep that thing under lock and key, if it's his. Treasures like that gotta be kept super duper safe.

[He nods gleefully, too.]

You're right... superty duperty safe! I've seen how bad it is for others to lose stuff like that. [The time Katara lost her necklace... and here in Luceti, there was the time Shikamaru lost his lighter.] But... I wanna make sure it's near, too. Whenever I might need it.

[To lose something valuable like that...yeah, she kind of understands. Useless trinkets to other people, but worth more than anything in the world to others. Norma has those kinds of things. Quite a few, actually.]

I get that. Something you can't afford to lose, right? I've got a couple of those. [The Everlight fragment, her notebook with Sven's Relares notes and transcriptions inside, and her hairband. And now, she's gotten more of them, in Luceti.] They just...kinda keep piling up, too. I'm gonna end up being a total packrat pretty soon!

Is that like an elephant rat? I wonder if I'll get more, too! It'd be nice to have mementoes of all my friends.