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

[of_the_lake]

Best to relax until it's found itself, then. [Unsure whether or not the young man, as per his perception, was embarrassed purely over their landing or over general distraction, Berserker simply helped Naoto up. He was used to Naoto's sort of cover-up, trying to be polite to avoid asking why this perceived young man was putting such a strong emphasis on his own tenor.

It might have really just been the fall.]

Otherwise, I noticed your posture, earlier. Your legs seemed wobbly before you fell. Are you feeling alright?

[detectiveprincess]

I suppose you're right.

[She looked down slightly. She knew she was still trying to get used to being in this place, even after having found a spot here. She was just going through the motions, looking around and figuring things out. Needless to say, she was embarrassed by both the destraction and the fall.

She looked up as he asked the question, still trying to keep her voice in the more male range.]

It's just been a little while since I've been ice skating. That and I've only just learned when I last went a few months ago.

[Not so much a few as... six to eight months.]

[of_the_lake]

I see.

[Not that he'd taken the time to have fun in years, but he did still remember a lot of the nuances of it. Trying to have fun while completely distracted was often-times absolutely antithetic to the activity itself.

One thing Lancelot remembered in abundance was his ability to distribute orders with a firm countenance.]

Try again, then. With better focus. All that distracts you must become secondary when you're enjoying yourself, right?