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heteroduplexing2014-12-03 02:03 pm
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Entry tags:
- don't get drunk k,
- durarara!!: kasuka heiwajima,
- durarara!!: masaomi kida,
- free for all,
- holiday,
- kingdom hearts: aqua,
- kingdom hearts: ventus,
- mistletoe tho!!,
- old kingdom trilogy: mogget,
- tales of legendia: chloe valens,
- tales of symphonia: zelos wilder,
- tales of the abyss: ion,
- tales of the abyss: luke fon fabre,
- tales of the abyss: sync,
- tales of xillia: milla maxwell
[Free for all] Christmastiiiiime is heeeere

CHRISTMASTIME
- comment with your character(s). leave blank or write starters or whatever floats your friggin' boat
- respond to others
- CHRISTMAS. CHEER. SNOW. MISTLETOE. JESUS IS THE REASON FOR THE SEASON etc
- or winter solstice/whatever exists in your character's world but do technicalities really matter I thought not
- CATCH (because there has to be one): no Scrooges!! no matter how grumpy you might normally be at this (or any other) time of year, you suddenly find yourself in the Christmas spirit and partaking in Christmas things. That doesn't mean you're necessarily going to enjoy it, but you can't quite stop, either...
- BE LOVELY, FRIENDS
YOU GET A TAG, YOU GET A TAG...
There was only one problem with that. Or rather, one person.
Being close to Slytherin territory meant that Ion would be within sight of his brother, Sync. And the latter was never one to miss an opportunity to take advantage of that fact. As much as she was loathed, sometimes, to admit it, the brothers' torturous and tumultuous relationship had an effect on her. One the young Prefect was not yet ready to confront.
Weighing her options carefully, eyes trailing behind the line of students still filing out of the Great Hall to watch the ball drop and count down to another year, it was not much longer of a wait before she was able to make her choice.
Wand in hand, the young student eased her arms into a casual fold, very subtly tapping the object against her bicep. Through past experience, she trusted that Ion would be observant enough to see that the more narrow end was pointed upward, indicating Miho's final choice and making her decision clear to him.
IT LIIIIIIIIVES...
Beaming at her, Ion started to turn to make his way towards the nearest staircase--then turned back around twice as fast, the light of a sudden realization flooding his face.
"...Oh...! Actually, I suppose there's one more option--we could always borrow one of the boats they use for the first-years' travel across the lake! That way, we could really have a front-row seat...and it wouldn't be hard to summon some blankets and cushions, so it would be warm and comfortable as well, not to mention uncrowded."
this level of necromancy is amazing
It was not a matter of having the best seat to watch the ball drop or to welcome in the new year. Miho hardly put any stock in the concept of new beginnings or fresh starts marked by a simple day on the calendar, even if it was the first of a new cycle of sorts. She never held herself to such restraints. And she certainly would not risk drowning or the wrath of selkies for it.
That settled, the young witch finally turned and resumed her course towards the Tower with little fanfare, trusting that Ion would not be far behind. Besides, if she was to be forced in joining the festivities as the Head Girl of Slytherin House, Miho could at least find some use in having the bird's eye view the tower would provide her.