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

[overbiterestart]

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.

[shippingmath]

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.]

[overbiterestart]

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.]

[shippingmath]

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

[overbiterestart]

If it would have prevented you from getting one!

[Problem?!]

[shippingmath]

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.

[overbiterestart]

I'm sorry.

[Just let her hold the glove under your nose and hug you, okay. She hasn't hugged you enough yet. She feels bad that you got hurt.]

[shippingmath]

Make me some hot chocolate once the bleeding's done and we're even.

[Oh, they're doing hugs? Okay.]

[overbiterestart]

That sounds about fair.

[Except there is a lot of hugging going on right now.]

[shippingmath]

[Hugging is a cool thing. But he's still wearing these skates and they're kind of weird to walk in when not on ice, so eventually Dirk is going to start slowly edging them toward somewhere they can sit.]