Monthly Mingle Log

[thalassino]

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!

Comments

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel feels a large gust of wind, out of nowhere push his thin body across the ice. After screaming and sliding he finds himself near the edge of the rink. Where he slams his body onto the ice and crawls the rest of the way and starts crying happily. Friction under his feet once again!] Strange where did that gust of wind come from? FAIRIES! [Odd habits die hard, slightly spazzing and then notices Chibi] YOU! Come here!

[sonlight]

Arf! [He plods over, happy to see that Crocker is looking (mostly) alright. He'll still give him a good sniffing to make sure, though.]

[crackpotcrocker]

Hello there. Long time no see. [Creepy smile. Denzel bends over and offers a hand to pet] And how have you been? And do you know where that odd gust of magical wind came from? [Because really to have weather down here is strange. Chibi may sense someone is bruised on his upper body]

[sonlight]

[He accepts the petting with no qualms, more than used to Crocker's creepiness by now. When he inquires as to where the wind came from, Chibi stands proud, happily accepting the credit for it.]

Woof!

[crackpotcrocker]

Oh? So that was you. Ow! [Rubs his chest] I should probably go home and put ice on this.... or something...

[sonlight]

Wuff! [He huffs, looking indignant. He was just trying to help! You were totally screaming and careening and everything.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Scratches behind the ears] It's not you. I'm glad for what you did. Just ran into a few people along the way.