vatheon | Monthly Mingle Log

Is it that time of the month already?

...No, today is not the start of shark week.

The Station Master's taken precautions to make this month's mingle party nice and laid back, after that rather magnetic week. Today, locals are all over the Plaza starting to put up the decorations for this strange holiday known as "Christmas", and they're more than happy to cheerfully rope any foreigner who doesn't look too busy into helping them.

The food tables are back, albeit with more drink than food. Hot chocolate, ~~gluhwein~~ mulled wine, a huge bowl of fruit punch, you name it, it's there. Foodwise, there's snowflake shaped crackers with cheese and meats, shrimp cocktails, cups filled with green or red jelly, and plenty of cookies to go around.

Near the food tables are the two usual booths, one belonging to the Welcoming Committee, armed with all the information a newbie would want to know, and the other belonging to the Host Club, manned by all the male eyecandy you could ever need. Have they done something special for their booths this festive season? Better sashay their way and find out!

Walking around all the tables and booths is what looks to be a giant lobster(???) in a Santa suit handing out candy to anyone and everyone nearby. It seems the locals don't understand that it's "Santa Claus", not "Sandy Claws."

Finally, it looks like there's been a new addition to the plaza. Was that ice skating rink over there last night?? It certainly fits the theme, and the locals don't seem to be surprised. They'll even help you lace up those skates and take them for a spin. Bundle up and try not to fall too much!

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[You have a companion, Rinoa! And he's staring at that ice with even more trepidation than yourself.

He pokes tentatively at the edge of the slippery surface, then backs up about two good feet.]

[Rinoa catches sight of him from the corner of her eye. She smiles and stomps on her skates over to him, bending down next to him.]

Never been on the ice before?

Woo... [He and ice are... acquainted, but...

He rolls back against the snow, imitates doggy-paddling, then sits back up and shakes his head. He can't swim! And there's no way he's risking slipping through the cracks of this pond here just for the chance to skid lamely on some ice. No matter how fun it looks.

(Yeah, he hasn't realized that there's no water under this rink.)]

You afraid of falling through the ice?

[That's what she's getting from it, really.]

This isn't a proper lake. More than likely this is ice installed here by people, so there isn't any water underneath. It's just sheer ice.

...Roo? [Really? Like, really really, that's a thing people do? He moves to the edge of the ice, eyes wide with wonder, and slowly taps it again.

You're absolutely sure about that? You're sure, right? Positive?]

Come on, I'll show you.

[With a half step and a shaky slide, she's out onto the ice. Now, it's been awhile for her, but she doesn't want to discourage him, so she bends down so she's crouching. Easier to maintain her balance and it keeps her level with him. Win!]

See? No harm.

[He stares intently at the ice a few (likely agonizing) seconds longer, then slowly nods. Maybe, just maybe it'll be okay?

He plants his paw down a bit more firmly this time and carefully follows with the second. So far, so good. He moves to get a third paw out onto the rink--]

Wuff! [And he slips! His forepaws give out from under him and he falls flat on his stomach, sliding a few inches forward.]

[Even while flopping onto the ice unceremoniously, Rinoa can't help but find it adorable. She giggles as she scoot-slides across the ice over towards him.]

I guess paws don't provide the best traction, huh. You okay?

[Yes, he is totally fine! He's only bruised his ego... He attempts to stand up again, this time with gusto!!!

Which of course sends shooting across the ice, any attempt at steering lost as he scrambles just to remain standing.]

Awooooo...!

No, don't-

[Too late. He's flying across the ice.

Rinoa forgets about her own hesitation with the ice as she kicks off and hurries after him. She's almost close to him when she feels her skates begin to give out. No point in fighting in, so she slides down to the ice, skittering across the surface the rest of the way until she finally is within arms' reach. Without warning she goes to scoop Chibi up to get him off the ice.]

[He lets out a great huff of breath once he's been caught, limbs sagging, and he's more than a little disappointed in himself. He looked totally uncool there, you know? It's a bad impression to make on a pretty girl.]

Don't look so down. You just gotta practice.

[Gonna set him down on the ice veeeeery carefully, although she's going to keep her grip on him.]

Easy. Get your balance first.

[He scrambles a few seconds more once his paws hit the ice, but after a moment he seems to gain some semblance of balance? His muscles are stiff from the effort of staying up.]

W-wuff! [Not the most confident sounding, but he's ready to give it a shot!]

[Rinoa is going to let go, slowly, although her hands will hover near him in case she needs to catch him again.]

Just take it slow and keep your weight even on all your legs.

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