Booker DeWitt (
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lucetilogs2013-12-24 10:05 pm
Christmas tiiiime
Who: Bioshock Family House! (and friends)
What: ITS CHRISTMAS! And they're going to be civil to each other dagnabbit
When: Christmas?
Where: The Bioshocker House!
Summary: Everyone is happy! Food! Presents! Puppies? Proposals! WAIT WAHT?!
Rating: P for words starting with P.
Tree? Check. It's pathetic and almost half the pine-needles are missing from getting dragged into the house.
Ornaments? Check.
Christmas dinner? Well...there's food, at least! Robert and Booker might have raided the supermarket for all the microwaveable and appropriate foods to have for Christmas. There's microwaved chicken, microwaved mashed potatoes, microwaved green beans that are really soggy and smell funny, microwaved rolls, and microwaved ham. Because there should be variety, damnit. There's also a pie sitting in the microwave, waiting. And vanilla ice cream.
Booker wouldn't call it a feast or anything but it's not like there's absolutely nothing to be seen.
They haven't gone all out or anything for the first Christmas they're spending together, nobody here really has the Christmas spirit to do it. Either the Luteces don't remember how to do Christmas or they just don't care - the latter is more likely and Booker hasn't done Christmas in decades so it feels off to even find a tree. Booker doesn't know if Elizabeth ever got to celebrate the holiday in her tower but as far as he's concerned this should be good enough.
What: ITS CHRISTMAS! And they're going to be civil to each other dagnabbit
When: Christmas?
Where: The Bioshocker House!
Summary: Everyone is happy! Food! Presents! Puppies? Proposals! WAIT WAHT?!
Rating: P for words starting with P.
Tree? Check. It's pathetic and almost half the pine-needles are missing from getting dragged into the house.
Ornaments? Check.
Christmas dinner? Well...there's food, at least! Robert and Booker might have raided the supermarket for all the microwaveable and appropriate foods to have for Christmas. There's microwaved chicken, microwaved mashed potatoes, microwaved green beans that are really soggy and smell funny, microwaved rolls, and microwaved ham. Because there should be variety, damnit. There's also a pie sitting in the microwave, waiting. And vanilla ice cream.
Booker wouldn't call it a feast or anything but it's not like there's absolutely nothing to be seen.
They haven't gone all out or anything for the first Christmas they're spending together, nobody here really has the Christmas spirit to do it. Either the Luteces don't remember how to do Christmas or they just don't care - the latter is more likely and Booker hasn't done Christmas in decades so it feels off to even find a tree. Booker doesn't know if Elizabeth ever got to celebrate the holiday in her tower but as far as he's concerned this should be good enough.

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"Alright," She grinned and swept over to the collection of coats on the wall by the door. "But only for a few minutes--it looks freezing out there!"
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For now, he'll just follow her over to the coats and pick out his own from amongst the selection on the hooks. It's just a walk. Just a stroll in the snow, Gai, keep telling youself that...
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"I don't blame you, if it wasn't so cold I couldn't get enough of it!"
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He'd spent most of the day trying to hide his dislike of the holiday and what it represented for him, but when Elizabeth smiled like that, suddenly it became that much easier for his own smile to be genuine. In truth, that was part of why he'd chosen this particular day: to give himself some good memories in the hopes of overwriting the bad ones. The snow was just the icing on the cake; he couldn't have imagined a more perfect evening for this.
If it made her happy, he could put aside all of his unease about the date and just enjoy the moment.
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Elizabeth ran out into the snow, then started off for the other side of the house--so she could see the tree from outside.
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It was far from the most beautiful Christmas tree Gai had ever seen, yet in his eyes it made even the most elegant and elaborate trees in Tokyo pale in comparison due to what the tree represented. It was their tree. Their imperfect, slightly lopsided, heartfelt tree.
And, he had to admit, when you looked at it from the outside, it didn't look half-bad.
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Although they could always just pick up some more from the store...
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"At least there's no shortage of pinecones around here. You could decorate an entire forest worth of Christmas trees if you really wanted. It's just the bells that might be a bit harder to come by."
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Still, something told him that he'd just created a monster who might very well try to decorate a large swath of the forest if given the opportunity.
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She turned once she was fairly certain they were out of range of most of the windows. "I remember that Christmas isn't the best time for you. Because of what happened on the 'Lost Christmas' when you were younger. I have no doubts that, like most wars, the days that mark the most loss of life tend to be remembered over and over again, and that you probably can't think of much else today because of that tendency," she said, running her gloved thumb over Gai's fingers. "I hope you don't think I'm being too silly, or that I forgot."
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What she says to him draws him up short for the most fleeting second - he's almost surprised she remembered it, and yet he's not, given how clever and perceptive she is - before he smiles and lifts his other hand to rest it over hers. "It was more than a decade ago... as terrible as it was, it's in the past. I'm not the same person now as I was then, and I'm not about to let it have any sway over my future. Not anymore." His voice is soft, grateful that she's thinking about him and his feelings on this day that should be about celebrations and being happy.
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"I'm happy it didn't prevent you from coming tonight. It wouldn't have been nearly as wonderful if you hadn't been here--being cheerful for my sake." Because she knew that's what it was, obviously. "I know. We can call this 'First Christmas'," she said, grinning up at him and stepping a little closer to him. "It's my first Christmas with family and friends, and it's our first together. You can look back on this next year, and instead of the Lost Christmas you can think of First Christmas. That makes sense, doesn't it?"
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But no, he had a very specific image in mind, and as wonderful as this moment was, he wanted everything to be just right. Still, her words served to bolster his confidence as to the timing of all of this; with a returned squeeze, he tugged her a little closer, but didn't wrap his arms around her just yet, even though he wanted to.
"The cheerfulness isn't all fake," he said with a slight smirk. "Most of it is real this time. This is the first Christmas I've gotten to spend with people I care about, even if some of them still look at me like I'm going to commit some atrocity while they're not paying attention." Referring, of course, to Booker, whom he'd seeing eying him all afternoon. "You might want to break that 'First Christmas' idea to him gently before he thinks I'm responsible for that too." But his tone was teasing, showing he harbored no actual ill will towards the man.
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She smiled seemingly satisfied and started to pull Gai around the house for more walking. "I know Booker looks like he wants to shoot at you on sight, but I like seeing you both get along, even if it's strained. I love you both, I never want to have to pick."
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"You won't have to pick." It was a promise of sorts, though she would have no idea just what the real meaning behind it was yet. "I think we've come to a sort of truce for the moment. Chalk it up to the spirit of the season."
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But he'd eat it anyway, because it was the thought that counted most, and he wanted to make her happy. Not that she seemed to be lacking in happiness at the moment, not with that sparkle in her eyes and the pink flush on her cheeks from the chill of the air. This entire evening had been perfect so far... with any luck, things would continue that way.
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When Elizabeth ran up that snow drift, he only hesitated for a moment before climbing up after her, curious as to what she wanted to do up there. It wasn't hard to see when he got to the top, however: they had a nice view of the plaza and the surrounding houses, many of which had been decorated for the holiday with lights or assorted other decorations.
A quaint scene, if Gai did say so himself. Very fitting for Christmas. And though Christmas lights still brought back unpleasant memories, even he had to admit that they provided a beautiful contrast to the white blanket of snow.
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"It's a nice view. The snow and the extra lights makes it better than it usually is."
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He turned to look down at her and slipped one arm around her waist to help balance her as she leaned on him. The view was nice, yes, but this wasn't exactly the most stable place for them to be standing. The last thing he wanted was for them both to end up in a heap at the base of the snow drift because one or both of them lost their footing.
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Living in Columbia, above the cloudlevel, Elizabeth had realized that she didn't get cold as quickly as most people, but the heat nearly killed her. Not that she wasn't getting cold out in the snow, but she figured Gai would be cold soon and they would want to go back inside to the fire.
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