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

[socryptidshescryptic]

[ Sarah is silent for a moment, as she assesses first that she's fine -- maybe a bruise where she hit the ground, but nothing worse -- then that he is. She'd consider that lucky -- math might be more her thing, but she knows enough physics to know how dangerous momentum can be. ]

Are you alright?

[ It's a redundant question, but polite. ]

[crackpotcrocker]

I've been better. But I think I'm fine. [The social awkwardness] You? [Not that he really cares much. Now, how to get up....]

[socryptidshescryptic]

I meant, with regards to the crash. But right.

[He kind of needs to get up before she can.]

[crackpotcrocker]

My apologies. [And slowly rolls off. It's not like he weights much]

[socryptidshescryptic]

[She shifts, to try to get back to her feet now.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel tries to return to his feet as well but is having a harder time without skates] Would you mind? [Oh man he almost did the splits getting up]

Maybe we could help each other up?

[socryptidshescryptic]

I don't know if I'm stable enough, but I suppose it's worth a try.

Holiday crazy sorry @@

[crackpotcrocker]

Well, if we do this right.... That is finding equilibrium between our weights. [Denzel rolls to his knees. What was going though his mind was a mathematical picture of the two of them holding hands, and their bodies’ opposite like a seesaw.]

In theory that should work... [Blink blink] I didn't tell you did I? No I don't think I did.

[socryptidshescryptic]

No, you didn't.

[Sarah's more concerned about momentum herself, but of course he can't see her head, can't see the concern that they'll simply both go crashing into something or a third person. They don't really have control in his image, as far as she can understand.]

I'm half tempted to just crawl over to the edge to take off the skates.

[crackpotcrocker]

Well, we'd grab each other by the hands and create a seesaw and -

[Denzel wide eyes. Why hadn't he thought of crawling over to the edge? Hello lack of common sense]

Not having skates is why I couldn't control myself on this frictionless plane.

[socryptidshescryptic]

You don't get more friction with skates.

[Sarah looks at her own glumly.]

Just a smaller surface area.

[crackpotcrocker]

Well, actually considering you get a grip with them more so on the ice with the blade, I'd have to say - YOU DO! [At that twitch he smacks into the ice with this face at least he had been in a table top postion] Ow. It's a matter of figuring out how to balance the weight of your body proportionate to the ice.

[socryptidshescryptic]

Maybe you should get off the ice before you hurt yourself any further.

[A worried frown.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Line face] What do you think I've been trying to do?