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[hexappeal]

WHO: Sort of open. This is for of Themyscira-Zatara Family & friends.
WHERE: Diana and Zee's place and elsewhere.
WHEN: Throughout December.
WARNINGS: Enough of them.
SUMMARY: Cute winter holiday stuff. Please specify in the subject line if your threads are open or closed (and if they are closed, to which people).
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like.


[Come December first, Zatanna's already done a number on the house. Mostly in that she has finally relinquished her death-grip on the spooky Halloween mansion that it had been for Halloween (that had morphed into Thankschilling Day).

By the eighth, she has given up on normalcy and forced snow upon the house itself and the front and backyards; it is natural and cold and wet to the touch. More importantly, it's clean. It doesn't melt much or get sloshy and muddy. The forest she'd created for Halloween remains, though not overgrown. The air is sweet with the smell of pine, but not thickly so. She's cleared it out a little, made it easier to navigate. There is now plenty of room for building snow people and snow forts, in addition to the occasional snowball fight.

The inside of the house no longer (quite as) spooky. The fireplace in the living room seems to permanently be full of logs and remains lit even when no one is home. Halfway through the month, a pine tree also appears, growing through some dimensional wormhole so it remains real without having to cut one down. The dining room has a warm glow from candles and wall sconces and the kitchen seems to always have some wonderful smell wafting from it.

There is a fat orange Persian walking around, dressed as a reindeer. It doesn't seem perturbed by its costume and appears quite content, although trying to curl up and sleep almost anywhere in between desired pettings. Hermes has become more mellowed out since Halloween (and much larger, too) and only wears antlers on his head. Teekl and Gabranth declined to join the festivities.

This holiday season is going to be good. Or, hopefully at least much better than last year's.]



► OPEN: COOKIES FOR ME, COOKIES FOR FREE (ZATANNA).
► CLOSED: VESPER & ZATANNA.
► OPEN: ROASTING MARSHMALLOWS (APRIL).
► OPEN: AWKWARD SOCIALIZATION (GIL).
► OPEN: EXTREME MANLINESS CHALLENGE (JAMES)!!!
► OPEN: S'NO PROBLEM (TEREZI).
► OPEN: CUTE CHRISTMAS SWEATER PART II: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO (MOLLY).
► OPEN: HOW DO I SECRET IDENTITY? LOL (WALLY).
► OPEN: PRETTY MUCH JUST A FUN-HATER (MITCH).
► OPEN: SNEAKY SANTA (HAN).
► OPEN: A LOT LESS OF A FUN-HATER, APPARENTLY (BRADBURY).
► OPEN: THERE'S ALWAYS ROOM FOR PIE (NED).

Comments

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[doubleoohbaby]

[Bond has an axe!

Thankfully it's not to murder the family with (yet), but to chop wood for the fire. He gives absolutely no shits that it's a magical fire that seems to keep itself replenished no matter what, sometimes he just needs to be outdoors doing manly things like he was created to do. So, there he is, out of the house and just at the outskirts of the wood with a pile of logs, quite contently splitting them one by one. He likes the snow, he likes the cold and he likes the pine, and he really looks the part in his wax jacket and scarf, giving the occasional manly grunt as he swings the axe downwards again and again.]

[hexappeal]

Hey! [She calls before approaching him, just in case something unforeseen may occur. She's wearing a fitted cream-colored peacoat, accompanied by a festive green scarf and a pair of matching cream earmuffs.

She raises one of her leather-clad hands in greeting as she makes her way through the snow to him. Her nose and cheeks are already turning a dusky, rosy shade of pink, but she still beams when she stops before him. Her breath is a little heavy, though it wasn't much of a workout. She's just getting used to the cold.] I'd say that's about enough, wouldn't you? [It becomes apparent that in her second hand is a thermos, filled with still hot coffee. Strong and freshly made. She holds it out toward him.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[He finishes off a hefty swing and slice as she calls out, before hefting the axe onto his shoulder and peering over curiously. Naturally he knows the voice a mile off, but he never quite knows what's in store when Zee is around... :|

But he spots coffee so he's soon smiling, huffing out a grateful sigh as he approaches a few steps and chest heaving from all that totally manly exertion, reaching out for the thermos.]

I hope there's alcohol in this, darling.

[hexappeal]

[What a ruggedly handsome macho man! Why, she should be swooning right now!! But she isn't. She does look happier than usual, at the very least, so that's something.]

I'm offended that you think I wouldn't slip a little something in there.

[doubleoohbaby]

That's my girl. [He's so proud of you bb. But he actually really could do with that extra tot of alcohol to warm him up. Only drink better than alcohol is alcohol and caffeine.]

Hn, I like all this. [Decided as he glances around their own personal little winter wonderland.]

[hexappeal]

[He's been outside for a while, but he seemed to be so focused that she didn't want to bother him. Zatanna figured he was working off some frustration and stress or maybe just trying to avoid running into the kids for a little while...]

Hm? The drink or getting to chop something up with an axe? [She knows what he means -- or, she hopes that she does.]

[rhombus]

[Finn was just arriving!! Though for some reason he was toddling out of the woods, all bundled up in a poofy coat and scarf, instead of coming in through the front like a normal person. He paused for a moment when he noticed a dude with an axe, which sometimes wasn't a good thing, but then he recognized the guy after a moment.]

Hey!!

[doubleoohbaby]

[It might not bed the best idea to emerge from the woodland shouting at James while he's got an axe, but thankfully he looks before he swings. With a jerk of his head towards the newcomer, he quickly takes note of the whole... being a small kid type person. One he recognises.]

Oh, it's you. [Another heft up and swing down of the axe.]

[rhombus]

[Finn waved at him, nonplussed about the axe thing. He stands near him, but not too near because he is a safety smart boy sometimes, and watches him chop while smiling good-naturedly.]

What're you doing here? Some weird lady that talks to me sometimes invited me. I thought maybe there was too much stranger danger to come but, I don't know, she promised cookies, so . . .

[doubleoohbaby]

I know the weird lady. [Heh. Weird lady. Totally accurate.]

I think you should be fine with her when it comes to stranger danger. Careful though- [Another chop, and then hoisting the axe onto his shoulder like a burly woodsman, grrrgh.] -I hear she's a witch.

[rhombus]

[Finn seems pretty unimpressed by the wood cutting. As in, he's not amazed, he isn't being contemptuous of it. Sorry, Bond. He's more amazed by her being a witch.]

Oooo! Really? [lowly, secretly:] Sometimes witches are bad.

[carbonite]

(look, he had just come over to give him a present but really you're very masculine james. han just tries to slide over his gift really quietly, as gentleman do. there's absolutely no reason for james to make this weird at all. correct?)

[doubleoohbaby]

[Han. Han, would it be better if Bond got topless so you could look at his manly muscles while he chops wood? He knows you're just here to eye him up.] Hello, Captain. Zee force you over here for a bit of Christmas cheer?

[carbonite]

(oh no james, he would never be so bold as to brazenly look upon zee's husband boyfriend.)

One, you can't make me buy this "Christmas" crap and two, no. (yes)

Why, did she banish you all the way out here?

[doubleoohbaby]

I'm astounded that you don't believe a fat old man in a red suit delivers presents to the whole world in one night. [So disgusted in you, Han.]

And no, she didn't banish me. I banished myself.

[carbonite]

And the fact that he watches every move you make and passes judgment on you.

(he sticks his hand in his pockets, standing with his back to everyone else.)

You feeling better?

[onetouch]

Do you need some help? [Ned calls from the front yard, hands cupped around his mouth in hopes that James can hear him.]

[doubleoohbaby]

No. [Called back before another swing and chop. Being alone is pretty awesome. Still, this is the season to be jolly, so he hears, so maybe being sociable won't kill him...] Could do with some pie though.

[onetouch]

I only brought two kinds... no chocolate. [he frowns, which is probably more audible than visible from this far away.] Lemon meringue? Or cookies?

[doubleoohbaby]

Lemon meringue will do. [Go get, slave.]

[onetouch]

You got it.

[He only grinned, disappearing into the house. Ten minutes later he's walking up to James with a plate and a fork with one generous slice of meringue jiggling from it.] I should've thought to bring you some milk... or tea.

[bumbumbum]

[Yay axes and yay manual labor! Klarion walks up to Bond, happy to get away from the house of ridiculous cheer and holiday festivities. After watching him for a few moments, he lifts a hand and levitates some of the split wood into a neat little pile.]

I assume that this is for the fire?

[doubleoohbaby]

[Well, that's one way to neaten to pile up... Bond still isn't a big fan of magic, doesn't trust the stuff, no matter who his girlfriend might be.] Mm. I'm sure it'll get used up eventually, magic supplies or not.

[bumbumbum]

I know it will get used up eventually, in between myself, Larsa, Zatanna and Diana. Thank you for this.

[doubleoohbaby]

Hn. It's nothing. Gets me out of the house for a bit. [Being thanked? Gross, that's like acknowledging he's not always a dick. And Klarion's the last person he expects thanks from.]

Want a go?