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've got more practice than I do.

[Give him a moment, he's lacing these up as tightly as he can. And stand and balance without falling over.]

Not by much.

[She pushes herself off the edge a little so Dirk can step on the ice when he is ready.] You might fall a few times, but that is the fun part!

[He makes sure to get a solid grip on the edge before he does, but even so his step onto the rink is a bit wobbly. He glances up to give her a look, though. He does not believe that falling is the fun part.]

[Which is why she is still offering her hand. They can make this adventure together. Plus she doesn't want him falling too hard.]

You're doing good already!

[After a moment to be more certain of his balance, he takes Jane's hand and carefully moves away from the wall. He's still not particularly good, but he's managing for now.]

Say that when I can actually move faster than a crawl, Crocker.

[She holds his hand, inching closer to his side to keep both of them stable. She grins.]

We'll get there. For now you need to get used to your feet being on the ice.

I'm just making the point that standing is not a particularly good accomplishment worthy of celebration. Don't bake a congratulatory cake or anything.

[As he talks, he's watching the other skaters, and starting to try moving forward. It goes well for a little while, until one skate hits a rough patch while his other foot is off the ice, and he stumbles.]

Shit-

Oh, I won't do that. But I will cook a congratulatory dinner for you actually trying something new. Standing on ice is hard, it's probably worth celebrating.

[She still has a firm hold of his hand and braces for when he stumbles.]

One foot at a time.

[It takes Dirk a moment to regain his balance, during which he keeps a pretty tight hold on Jane's hand. As soon as he can manage again, he loosens his grip.]

If you're going to do that, you owe me a backlog of cakes about a mile long.

[She is prepared to catch him whenever he falls, so she skates next to him. Now dirk is just being a sarcastic little butt.]

Gracious, I'll be in the kitchen all day. [Whoops, she stumbles.]

[Rarely is he not being a sarcastic little butt. Or an ironic little butt.

Dirk is at a particularly unsteady part of his skating right now, so he isn't prepared to catch Jane as she stumbles. Unless she manages to catch herself, they're both going down.]

[Dammit. This isn't good. Down they both go. At least they were right near each other so maybe that will lessen their impact.]

Sorry about that. I kind of just knocked both of us down. Are you okay?

[Dirk takes off his shades for a moment to examine them for scratches. He doesn't seem to have noticed the blood dripping from his nose, though...]

Fine.

Dirk. You're not so okay.

[She takes off her gloves and presses it gently under his nose.] Your nose is bleeding, I think you hit it on something.

[Dirk rubs a hand to his nose, stares at the blood on it, then starts carefully prodding at it.]

Hit it on the ice. Didn't think it would start bleeding. Don't think it's broken.

[She scoots forward on the ice and places her long ago taken off gloves under his nose to catch the blood. Oh goodness, oh goodness. He's bleeding pretty heavy though.]

Are you going to be alright? We can get off the ice after you stop bleeding.

I'll be fine. [He prods it again, and hisses.] It'll probably bruise, but that's all.

Let's just go now. No sense freezing our choice asses off while I drip blood over everything.

I'm so sorry Dirk. Oh I shouldn't have forced you to come skating with me.

[She is going to help him the whole way. Ffff. She feels so bad.]

Calm your tits, Jane. It was an accident. [Time to get up and make their way over to the side of the rink. Ironically, Dirk's better about getting back than he was before the fall, mostly because he's concentrating carefully on not falling again.]

But it wouldn't have happened if I wouldn't have taken you out here. Oh gracious I really am sorry.

[She skates kind of slowly. Dragging him along so he can focus on holding his nose. When they get back to the edge she steps off and puts a hand under Dirk's elbow to steady him.]

Watch your step.

Jane, I've gotten worse than this practicing with my sword back home. It's just a little blood.

[He still lets her drag him and help him off, though. Nosebleeds are way too messy, in his opinion.]

I know but I feel bad. I could have busted my nose instead and you wouldn't have gotten hurt.

[They're messy and her gloves are probably destroyed. But that is okay. She is okay with that.]

Are you wishing that you'd gotten a bloody nose? Is that what I'm hearing here, Crocker?

If it would have prevented you from getting one!

[Problem?!]

Jane, I've done worse than this on my own. Seriously, I can deal. You're making a big deal out of a small thing.

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