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[natureinblood]

Who: Moonybase and YOU
When: 23 December 2009. 8am - 10pm
Where: Moonybase.
Summary: An open invitation to a party never looked so good. Check your weapons and powers at the door.
Warnings: Probably everything. Please see this post for details.
Format: Whatever works. Don't forget to add your tag.
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Remus had been to enough Christmas parties in his lifetime to know when one would end disastrously, including those that had been specifically dated to avoided interfering with other Christmas plans that the guests might have. This was one of them. But his tolerance had kept him quiet, the happy act of cleaning and decorating taken to as easily as any other task he did.

The twins had also been enlisted to help, given the important task of stringing a length of bright red ribbon and pine up the staircase to the second floor. The soft white lights that followed were magic. In fact, none of the lights, save for whatever lamps or overhead lights that Miles insisted upon, were run by electricity, and many were candles, kept only from setting anything ablaze by a flame-freezing charm.

By the time the morning of the party rolled around, the house looked as if it had been pulled straight out of a Christmas card, Remus borrowing from what he remembered of Christmases as Hogwarts and the Burrow, including a single bit of mistletoe in the entry. The snow helped, piling nicely (if in an oddly organized fashion) outside thanks to a little help from Miles, adding to the image; if nothing else, Remus was happy with it, the certainty that he would wind up having to transfigure another person into some sort of object nagging at the back of his mind.

Tin whistles, toy rocking horses, and sprigs of mistletoe were likely going to be very common later in the evening, he mused, tapping his wand rhythmically against the palm of his hand in thought as he checked everything over once more, walking through the sitting and dining rooms and out into the backyard where the tree house had been built out of ice and wood into the tree there. The floating green structures that Kyle Rayner had promised to provide were still missing, but they would be there soon enough.

He pocketed his wand and walked back into the house, shaking free the snow from his boots, and glancing at the clock. People who had offered their assistance had been asked to come early, which meant that the kitchen was soon going to turn into a madhouse, the extra stove only offering so much help. It also meant he had best make tea before he was banned from the room.

ooc; alkdsjfa you guys are amazing <3 For your convenience, links to the separate comment sections. To keep the death to your bandwidth down a little.

EARLY ARRIVALS: VARIOUS PREPARATIONS
TIMELY ARRIVALS: CHECK YOUR MOTIVES AT THE DOOR
SOCIALIZING FOR FUN AND PROFIT
GO AHEAD! TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL!
I'M GOING TO PISTOL-WHIP THE NEXT GUY WHO SAYS 'SHENANIGANS'
THIS IS WHY MANKIND INVENTED THE 'GUEST BEDROOM'
AND THEN EVERYTHING ELSE HAPPENED HERE
TAKING YOUR TOYS AND GOING HOME

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[soldieringblue]

Blue spends most of his time seated on a sofa in the living room, where much of the rest of the party can be observed as well as listened to. More often than not, there is a cup of tea resting on his lap and a mild smile on his face for those that pass into view. It is difficult to sort out the mess of sounds and thoughts, but it blends together to a hum of overall good nature. He is grateful to be witness, and even a part of it.


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[shiromadoushi]

Bakura nearly misses him the first time going by the room, but pauses, backing up to peek in with a smile. "Blue-san, hello! I have a present for you, hold on a moment, I'll go get it!" he grins with high energy before vanishing from sight again. He returns a short while later with a decent sized present in his hands, wrapped in brightly coloured paper. "Merry Christmas!"

[soldieringblue]

Blue can barely offer a word of greeting before Bakura has darted away. He would laugh; it was good to see his friend in such high spirits. Another reason to be grateful to Miles for this event. Upon returning, Blue can do not much but blink at the offering and sentiment.

"There was hardly a need for this, Bakura," he said. "I had not managed to find something in exchange."

[shiromadoushi]

"I saw it and though you'd like it, you don't need to worry about getting me anything in return, really!" Bakura smiled. He hadn't gotten presents for others with any exceptions of getting anything in return, after all.

[soldieringblue]

Such a giving person. "You are very considerate," Blue smiled, despite himself, being handed the gift and setting his tea aside to make room for it on his lap. To the empty spot next to him, he gestured with a hand. "Do you have a moment to sit?"

[shiromadoushi]

"Un! I do!" Bakura said with a nod, sitting down next to his friend happily. Getting to sit a moment would probably be a good idea, after all, with how much he had been on his feet already! and it might be a good idea to calm him a little

[soldieringblue]

Only when Bakura had finally sat down did Blue return his attention to the brightly-colored gift in hand. He turned it over to where the paper overlapped and his thumb could slide under and slowly remove it, taking more care than was really needed to get the job done. To be honest, he felt a little silly; these things, as he understood, were more directed towards children, and as it was, it was a child (well, comparatively) doing the giving. Regardless, he was curious, and did try to avoid any mental cues that Bakura may have been inadvertantly giving in the gift's regard.

When the paper had been removed and set aside, Blue stared down at the book(right? or dvd)'s title and cover, considering it before looking over at Bakura with the warmest of smiles.

"This is a wonderful gift, my friend. Thank you."

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

Lyra waves at Blue before making her way towards him.

"This is nice, en't it? I've never been to a party like this before I came to the city."

[soldieringblue]

Despite this being a first meeting of sorts, Blue can almost instantaneously recognize the sound and tone of Lyra. He offers a warm smile and a nod.

"Nor I. It is very different, but very pleasant." A pause, and he rises slowly, offering a bit of a bow. "It is good to meet you face to face, Lyra."

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

Pantalaimon tilts his head, and Lyra nods.

"It's nice to meet you in person too, Blue."

[soldieringblue]

At Pantalaimon, Blue does a bit of a double-take, uncertain what to make of it. Curiosity gets the better of him and he asks: "If I may ask...who is this that accompanies you, here?"

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

"I'm Pantalaimon. I'm part of Lyra... or rather, we're part of each other," Pantalaimon said, Lyra felt a flicker of apprehension. She wasn't sure whether it came from herself or Pantalaimon, and in the end, there wasn't much difference. Pantalaimon speaking was unusual- most of the time, he only spoke with her, since there were no other daemons in the city.

[soldieringblue]

It was a curious and fascinating thing, watching it--them?--speak. His head tilted that his seeing eye could observe more clearly, glancing at Lyra when the mood shifted slightly. Had he done something wrong in questioning?

Looking back at the daemon, Blue respectfully nodded his head. "It is an honor to meet you as well, Pantalaimon," he said, straightening and smiling down at the both of them.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

"Blue?" Liadrin asked, slipping through the crowd as best as she can to meet him on the couch.

[soldieringblue]

At the sound of his name, Blue's head turns and his focus shifts to the speaker. Regardless of the emotion and familiarity he could sense from her, he could recognize her as a face from that small-screened device. He smiled, and rose slowly to greet her properly.

"Hello, Liadrin."

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

"Happy Winter Veil to you." She bowed slightly to him before extending a parcel wrapped in brilliant blue foil.

[soldieringblue]

It was not unexpected, given the kind and giving impression that she had presented, but Blue still managed to blink in surprise. To be thought of to this extent, even as just a few brief meetings over a device--

He could argue it unnecessary, but he had already thought of this. He accepted the parcel with a grateful smile. "Thank you; this is very kind of you. I do have something for you, but I must go upstairs to get it."

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

"Well, my gift can wait." She was nearly fidgeting, excitement clearly displayed in her eyes while she watched him. Liadrin wanted him to open it right away.

She bit into her lip."Go on then-- if you want."

[soldieringblue]

Blue's smile was warm and apologetic, nodding. "Excuse me; it will only be a moment." Unfortunate that 'a moment' always meant 'at least four minutes, give or take' in Bluespeak. Get through the busy room, slowly ascend the stairs, retrieve the item, slowly descent the stairs, get through the busy room...

Three minutes, then. He didn't want her to get too impatient with him. His own gift, the box of gold leaf stationery, was not wrapped--a mishap he only noticed an hour or so ago when Bakura had surprised him.

"I apologize for not asking...what you wanted, prior," he said, holding it out.

[hackeralastair]

Alastair offered Blue a wave hello as he passed by, hunting the elusive coffee.

[soldieringblue]

Blue was a little slow on the uptake, having started to drift into a quiet stare at nothing before the suggestion of being noticed. He turned his head and followed Alastair's movement, lifting his hand in reply and smiling.

[hackeralastair]

He came back after finally scoring his coffee - heavy on the milk and sugar, and with a candy cane stuck into it for extra flavor. "Hey. How're you doing?"

[soldieringblue]

Having returned to attention, Blue followed Alastair with his eye and smiled all the broader upon his return. "Hello, Alastair," he replied, with a polite nod of his head. "I am well, thank you. Now that you have what you are looking for," in regards to the coffee, "how are you?" He made a vague gesture to the open spot next to him, if his friend so wished.

[hackeralastair]

Alastair definitely took the seat, he always felt awkward looming over people. "A bit better," he confessed. "Long day at work. And tomorrow I gotta spend my whole day wrapping up the toy drive and getting the stuff to the center. So...this is my one chance to chill."

[soldieringblue]

"Still?" he inquired, tilting his head to get a better view of him. "I did not think to wonder just how much was given, but..."