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starlogs2016-12-16 08:12 pm
// HOLIDAY PARTY
WHO: EVERYONE!
WHERE: The Atrium
WHEN: December 24th
WHAT: Holiday party!
WARNINGS: None (but please mark if there is questionable content!)
WHERE: The Atrium
WHEN: December 24th
WHAT: Holiday party!
WARNINGS: None (but please mark if there is questionable content!)
// Jingle Mingle_ ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ➣ Sparkles and Spirits Late the night before, visitors will be asked to leave as the atrium is going to be closed for a few hours. It's completely blocked off from sight. In the morning, it will be open once again and the entire space is covered in a soft padding of snow. With more still falling! It's not entirely clear just where it's coming from or how they rigged it up to not even melt, but it's here. Throughout the day, the snow will keep falling though won't get any higher than one foot. Except for a designated area on the western side of the atrium. There characters will find copious amounts of snow to build forts or snowmen or wage an all out guerilla warfare snowball fight. Stationed throughout the atrium in various places out of the way are buffets and bars to provide everyone with delicious delectables and delightful drinks. These stations are constantly manned and refreshed so that nothing is ever empty or anyone is left wanting. Don't see a food you're dying to have? Ask and one of the workers will be happy to seek it out for you! Late morning to mid afternoon, there will be a gingerbread house contest. Everyone is encouraged to participate and show off their creative skill! All items needed will be provided to create your masterpiece. Various awards will be given out, including Best Use of Gumdrops. Once the magic hour begins, all the lights in the atrium will begin to flicker on. Twinkling lights in the trees and candied garden lights will mark the path appropriately called Candy Cane Lane, which is little more than a means to encourage a more romantic atmosphere with a walk around the atrium itself. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ➣ Flannel and Frost Once night falls, the party is still going strong. More food is brought out and the drinks just don't stop flowing. Because what's a party without booze? On the east side of the atrium a large canopy is stationed with a dance floor beneath it just waiting for everyone to cut loose. A DJ will be playing all night with pulsing, hypnotic beats that not one booty can say no to. Invite someone to cut that rug or dance by yourself like no one's watching. It's time to cut loose! While walking through the atrium, be careful! There's enchanted mistletoe that will spring up anywhere at anytime and will trap anyone without restraint. (Did you think we wouldn't have this?) It hovers in the air with a soft green glow, encasing two passersby within an arm's length radius. Get those lips to puckering to get yourselves free! (A kiss anywhere counts, so don't fret!) Tucked away on the north side of the atrium is a large maze. It boasts to be the best activity for the holiday party, but those in charge could be a little biased. It's a mystery as to what goes on beyond the entrance and the only way anyone can find out is to just march right in. The rules of the maze are: 1.) No one goes in alone (max. 2 at a time) and 2.) If you feel too trapped or lost, take off the visor and the experience will be over. Upon entering, everyone will be given a visor and set loose inside. Each group will experience something different should they choose to go into the maze, so please go HERE for a customized maze trip! Everyone is free to stay as long as they wish, but around 3:00 in the morning, workers will begin dismantling things and ushering people out so they can clean. Once everyone is nestled all snug in their beds, they'll be visited by someone to get their holiday gifts! Happy Holidays! |












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Because Wash knows exactly what it means. Sigma didn't ruin everything. He didn't burn away their past. And that's all Wash really needs to know.
Maine picks him up and he absolutely does not want to be let go. Immediately, he wraps his legs around Maine's waist, tightening them around him like a vise, and slips his arms around his neck. It isn't necessary to make it easier to carry him like this, Maine's far from a weak man, but Wash does it anyway. And he doesn't let go when his back hits that tree, just hangs on tighter in a silent challenge against the possibility.
Letting his head drop back and opening up his neck to Maine's ministrations, Wash closes his eyes and allows himself the luxury of a few seconds doing nothing save feeling the reality of Maine's warm mouth against his skin. Real. Present. Alive. He's lost count of how many dreams he's had like this, but when he opens his eyes, Maine's still there, a hot, solid weight against his body. ]
We—Quarters. [ His fingers flex against the back of Maine's shoulders, almost kneading, before they dig in. He's breathing too hard to speak in complete sentences and opts to use as few words as possible. ] Mine. Yours. Whichever's closer.
[ Because they're not done. They're far from done. And unless they want to do this right here in front of everyone, they're going to have to leave because Wash is damned well prepared to do it. ]