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Entry tags:
- ! open,
- akiha tohno | ritsu_kouyou,
- claire bennett | persical,
- gal cecil | hopelessdreamer,
- haruhi suzumiya | chiefs,
- homura akemi | heartovertime,
- jolyne kujo | soapscent,
- kris loop | ported,
- larry vincent | gun_cata,
- laura ambrose | almost_adopted,
- mami tomoe | headedforhope,
- marceline | just_your_problem,
- marisa kirisame | mastersparks,
- prussia | unadorned,
- raven | variabledge,
- reimu hakurei | nekomikoreimu,
- ryoko asakura | lastwaltz,
- sakurako amamiya | gentlecuteside,
- sanae kochiya | is_a_good_girl,
- sephiroth | nohometown,
- sette frummagem | swarmoflies,
- sora | namedforthesky,
- subaru nakajima | of_the_highest_caliber,
- tsukasa aoi | queen_of_bel,
- utena tenjou | revolutionized,
- vivio takamachi | uberlikehermama,
- xion | mnementomori,
- yuki nagato | snowboundheart,
- † battler ushiromiya | repeatinred,
- † canada | welljustwatchme,
- † england | britainsbiscuits,
- † haine otomiya | waltzhagen,
- † madoka kaname | puellamagi,
- † nepeta leijon | doublecatsmile,
- † vitalia ruiz asención | made_of_scienc
Well, the weather outside is frightful
Characters: Everyone!
Date: Midnight the 16th of December
Summary: The inhabitants of the Garden get their reward for making out beneath the mistletoe, in the form of a lights show in the sky.
Warnings: N/A
In the dead of night, the Garden is dead silent. Without the sound of the city or urban life, only the noises of nature pervade the air. Crickets. Rustling leaves. The occasional footsteps of an animal.
However, tonight, at midnight, the silence is broken by a loud pealing of bells, rousing the people of the garden from their sleep. The bells continue ringing for nearly half a minute before falling silent. For a moment, the peacefulness of night returns to the Gardens.
Then the enormous mistletoe plant begins glowing, with a brilliant white light bright enough to be seen from all corners of the Garden. It fizzes, shooting off heatless sparks, and then bursts, shooting up into the sky and breaking into pieces of glowing light, forming various shapes. Above the Orchard, a series of hearts form, burst like fireworks, and reform. Over the Necessities, nymphs made of sparkling light kiss and dance through the sky, winking down at the people below. Over the ruins, flowers of multicolored light pop into existence and disperse. And above the Viridian Pavilion, fiery red phoenixes swoop through the air, burn out dramatically, and are reborn in a new cascade of light.
The show will continue until morning. Fortunately, now that the mistletoe's light has dispersed, it's not so bright that it should keep people awake.
Date: Midnight the 16th of December
Summary: The inhabitants of the Garden get their reward for making out beneath the mistletoe, in the form of a lights show in the sky.
Warnings: N/A
In the dead of night, the Garden is dead silent. Without the sound of the city or urban life, only the noises of nature pervade the air. Crickets. Rustling leaves. The occasional footsteps of an animal.
However, tonight, at midnight, the silence is broken by a loud pealing of bells, rousing the people of the garden from their sleep. The bells continue ringing for nearly half a minute before falling silent. For a moment, the peacefulness of night returns to the Gardens.
Then the enormous mistletoe plant begins glowing, with a brilliant white light bright enough to be seen from all corners of the Garden. It fizzes, shooting off heatless sparks, and then bursts, shooting up into the sky and breaking into pieces of glowing light, forming various shapes. Above the Orchard, a series of hearts form, burst like fireworks, and reform. Over the Necessities, nymphs made of sparkling light kiss and dance through the sky, winking down at the people below. Over the ruins, flowers of multicolored light pop into existence and disperse. And above the Viridian Pavilion, fiery red phoenixes swoop through the air, burn out dramatically, and are reborn in a new cascade of light.
The show will continue until morning. Fortunately, now that the mistletoe's light has dispersed, it's not so bright that it should keep people awake.
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That statement is more playful than anything--her loyalty to Akiha certainly isn't absolute, or anywhere close to what she feels for another young woman behind on her world. But that doesn't mean she dislikes the young woman--quite the opposite. She reminds Gal of Asch in some ways--stubborn, closed off, but somehow endearing anyway.
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Akiha set the mug down so she could wrap the blanket about her shoulders, pulling it tight to help ward off the chill, and took the hot drink back up. She shivered once, but the combination of the two warmed her up quite a bit. Gal was quite the find for a servant; Akiha was grateful for Hisui finding her.
"How long do you think this will last?"
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She sipped from her own mug, letting out a little sigh.
"It could be worse."
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"And don't say that. Worse may decide to show up."
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"You're probably right--I'll be more careful from now on."
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"Do you have Christmas where you're from?"
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"I can't say we do. What is it?"
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Akiha almost left it at that, but decided to continue. "In Japan, where I'm from, Christmas isn't a holiday so much for family and friends, but for lovers."
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"One of...so the world you're from has more than one religion? How does that work?"
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She laughed a bit awkwardly then, shrugging her shoulders. "Wait, I guess you answered that with the 'politics' statement." She sobered then, a curious expression crossing her face.
"Was that a hard decision to make? Not following any of those paths?"
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wat are tenses hrhdgfhdf
"You're lucky, I think."
*pat pat*
"And why is that?"
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"Where I'm from, everything was predicted for you. People relied on those predictions so heavily, they were too afraid to make choices for themselves. I guess because they felt safe with some higher power taking care of things for them.
"But when things got off track, no one knew what to do. That was chaos."
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