[Mini Event/Mingle] Whale Comb To New Tick!

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Whale Comb To New Tick!

It starts at dawn, like many things seem to in Temba. The night before was speckled by another winter snow, leaving the ground covered in an inch of the powdery flakes. Perhaps the He Rows are lucky, because this snow is almost the perfect sort of snow, both light and easily moved through or shoveled aside, but at the same time not so light that a wind blows everything into huge mounds. That was last night though, and like we said, it starts at dawn. What starts you ask? The change in the snow. What were once pure white flakes that are absolutely what one might expect of frozen water falling from the sky comes down instead as a very, very pale pink. So pale that someone out when the snow first starts to change might not believe what they're seeing. No, it takes a full half an hour of the pale pale pink flakes before they build up on the already fallen snow to truly reinforce that this snow is different. The fact that it also packs in the perfect way to build a snow sculpture or fort is nice too. Oh, and the truly brave who dares to sample the snow might find it tastes just a tiny bit sweet.

Over the hours after dawn the snow will continue to fall, just a little bit at a time, sprinkling the whole of Temba in its soft pink embrace. Truly it is a sight to be seen, one that has not been seen here on Agra 10 before, at least not by He Rows. No other snow before this has ever fallen in this color, or been so perfect for winter fun. Yet there was something else too. Just before noon a message will be broadcast to every communication device. It's definitely an Agrii speaking, probably female, but the voice is not Ga Re's at all.

He Rows Greet they I am. Am name An Nu. I make Agrii New Tick Parting this turn. Plan many moon pass for good parting. As I get all New Tick gifts and Memberings find much things of He Rows. Think much and then know!

We no tell they of New Tick turn before! All think He Rows no know New Tick, but see He Rows yes know. But no know when Agra 10 New Tick come! And no know how do Agrii New Tick. So pass time to make He Row New Tick Parting!

There is the sound of clapping then, like the Agrii is applauding herself for her wonderful idea. Clearly she is pleased with telling the He Rows about this thing she has done for them. Or perhaps that the Agrii as a people have done for them.

New Tick mark Agra 10 move circle of sun. And mark day when time turn over in ship. For New Tick Agrii group with fams and fronds and all. Tell of all pass in last turning and turning before and turning before. Tell of life and happy and sad and all things. Do Memberings of what make we in to we. Give gifts of what come before. Give gifts to make good come for after.

When in Temba, before storms, Agrii play in sweet cold. Make many shapes and have games. See day has sweet cold! Is good sign, much luck come with sweet cold. He Rows play in sweet cold then come Whale Comb Sent Her when much cold they. We give they gifts of Membering. Give food for tellings. When dark will give light sparks for New Tick wish time! Only burn sticks when it dark. They hold from body, sparks make burn pain. Give He Rows heal cream too, for burn pain.

Have much fun He Rows. We thank they for all. For show holly-days, for give hope, for help we. He Rows fam to we. We fam to He Rows. So share New Tick and be joy.

The message ends there, and no response to the message will be given. But it seems this An Nu is inviting the He Rows to a celebration of what seems to be the equivalent of their New Year. The celebration seems to involve playing in this new pale pink 'sweet cold' snow, gathering to share gifts, and especially the sharing of memories of the past. Not that He Rows need to do any of that, but anyone going to the Whale Comb Sent Her will indeed find the space 'decorated' for an occasion, often with tons of hanging star ornaments. There are tables filled with food, much of which are echoes of what He Rows who were with the Agrii ship would recognize (which means that yes, no matter what the sandwiches in those stacks look like, they will all taste like peanut butter). There will also be hearty stews, warm drinks, warm 'roasts' that seem to be made of vegetables, and a lot of foods returning from the first Whale Comb. This includes more meats, fruits, root vegetables, and even what might be a sweet dessert made of a teal fruit and cream that absolutely tastes like rainbow sherbet. There are even some other returns that were known for their interesting affects:

-Roasted striped meat that will make people drowsy.

-A bowl of weeds that have small, daisy-like flowers all along the stalks that tastes like chicken and gives the eater a sudden burst of energy that will have them running around the room like they’re being chased.

-And a blue drink that tastes like an especially dark beer. People drinking this will find themselves incapable of lying for a half hour.

But most importantly, near the far side of the room there is a mound of items wrapped very skillfully in metallic paper in various shades of pink and purple, and wrapped with silver and gold bows. Agrii truly are lucky, with those four hands it's very easy for them to do complex wrapping projects and even the oddest shaped gifts are wrapped to their very form. Each package has a little name tag on them with what is clearly an Agrii's attempt to write a He Row's name. Everyone will be able to find a package with their name on it, and upon opening it, they will find a gift that often seems almost perfectly selected for them, or even something very familiar. Even if someone doesn't show up on New Tick day, their present will remain and wait for them until it is collected.

When night comes a new stack of boxes will arrive like magic in the Whale Comb Sent Her. The boxes are long and thin, and inside of them are long thin sticks that smell faintly of sulfur. There will be enough boxes for each He Row to take one package, and with a bit of fire (or appropriate powers) the tips can be lit. Immediately there will be a smokeless smoldering followed by a shower of quick, bright, and rapidly fading sparks. These are the light sparks An Nu referred to. Next to the stack of boxes there will also be a few jars of cream that, if used on an accidental or deliberate burn from the light sparks will lead to a soothing of pain and improved healing of the burn.

No doubt with all of these gifts and delights, He Rows will be able to celebrate the best New Year New Tick possible.


FAQ
Is the Pink Snow safe to eat?

Yep. It's just show that tastes faintly sweet. Anyone who could study it on a molecular level will find that it has a very small amount of a sweet compound in it, but it will not leave your hands, or the city, sticky when it passes.


I didn't ask for something on the Season of Gifting page, or I joined the game after the cut off date. What does that mean for my character(s)?

Any character that didn't have a request posted will receive one (1) full outfit from home that previously belonged to them. The rules here is that the outfit cannot have a power/ability/armor associated with it. These are just casual clothes. The outfit can either be complete or a single piece of clothing, but will include no more than: a hat, some garment for the upper body like a shirt/sweater/tank-top, some over coverage like a coat/jacket/cape/cloak, a garment for the lower body such as shorts/pants/skirts/leggings, a garment for cushioning shoes such as stockings/socks/pantihose, appropriate undergarments, some form of footwear, gloves/mittens, and possibly a scarf or tie. A dress/robe/other one piece clothing can be used to substitue for upper/lower body pieces. No jewelry/accessories will come through.

You do not have to run this outfit by the mods for approval, we ask you to just respect that the outfit does not have powers/abilities/armor aspects. We want people comfortable, but not gaining an advantage with these clothes. For instance if someone were playing Master Chief from Halo, his 'outfit' could not be a set of power armor. If your character doesn't have clothes this would normally be true of back home, they will receive a casual outfit identical to an outfit you want them to have that doesn't have special properties to them. If you have questions ask them in the first comment below


What happens if I try and open someone else's gift?

Any He Row attempting to open someone else's gift will receive a light shock from the package which will cause them to drop it. No matter how many times they try, they will not be able to open a gift that is not for them. Nor will they be able to destroy it. No amount of dropping will break the presents while they remain in their packaging.


Does this mean the wrapping paper/boxes/etc is indestructible?

Only until they are opened. Then the paper and boxes and other things can be destroyed through any conventional (and numerous unconventional) ways. Characters may take these to reuse them, but anything discarded packaging/wrapping that remains in the Whale Comb Sent Her overnight will disappear the first moment no one is looking at it.


Okay, are the Light Sparks just sparklers?

Yep! Just sparklers. The come in any variety you might normally find as a normal stick sparkler. Enjoy your little fireworks! Any unused sparklers will disappear at the next dawn. The burn cream will remain.


Do I have to tell everyone what gift I got?

Nope. Just like with a gift you open when no one is looking, He Rows don't have to share what they get with each other. This is true IC and OOC. You can be as open or as secret as you wish to be.


Can I use this as a Mingle Log?

Yep. Just put your top levels below. You're also welcome to make your own Log or Network Posts if you want. Any Top-Level started on this page will be valid for January AC. So don't be afraid to do what makes you happiest! Happy New Year to all!

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Kavinsky | OTA

[burnyoudown]

i. Pink Snow

[Kavinsky wasn't a morning person. The announcement on his comm device roused him, but either he was still too sleepy to understand or it just didn't make a lot of sense because he was very confused afterward. Still, he heaved himself out of bed, got dressed, and took his dog, Jack, with him as he stepped outside of the theater, surveying the definitely pink snow.

Crouching down--and putting himself right at the perfect height for dog kisses, which he tried desperately to turn his face away from--he prodded at the snow, then scooped up a tiny handful.]

What [He said, equal parts confused and amused.] the actual fuck?

[Jack was likely to notice anyone approaching before Kavinsky, and would start barking at anyone who approached.]

ii. Snowball Fight

[He wasn't interested in building forts or snowmen or making snow angels or any of that kind of thing. No, what Kavinsky was interested in was pelting the ever-loving shit out of anyone he saw with snowballs. He had a whole stack of them already made, in front of him on the bench he was currently taking cover behind. Anyone, no matter who they were, who happened to pass within throwing range would be smacked with a snowball (or it would land next to them, it was a bit iffy when he was throwing left-handed--and wasn't actually left-handed) and Kavinsky cackled like a hyena.]

iii. Welcome Center

[He'd already found and opened his gift--one of his favorite old t-shirts from home, sweatpants, and sneakers--and was lingering around the food tables, blue drink in hand. It was sort of a party, he guessed, but not remotely like anything he would have done back home. That didn't mean it was bad... alright, so it was kind of boring. Festive and pretty but boring.

Glancing up when he noticed someone else nearby, he said-]

Some celebration, huh?

[His tone wasn't even sarcastic, just deadpan.]

iv. Sparklers

[This was more Kavinsky's style. Not quite fireworks but probably the closest he was going to get in this place. He was content enough with his sparkler until it inevitably sparked on his pants. He didn't notice at first, not until he glanced down to see the bottom of his pants literally smoking.]

Fuck!

[Dropping his sparkler onto the ground, he stooped down and patted furiously at his pant leg until the tiny flame had gone out. It wasn't his first time catching part of his clothes on fire, and he doubted it would be the last.]

v. Wildcard!

[Come at me with something else! I'll also match prose :3]

II

[kree_soldieress]

Lauri was just minding her business, making a trip from where she had first discovered the snow to the Whale Comb Sent Her, only to catch sight of something out of the corner of her eye. Her training said react first, and so she turned, hammer coming up in her defense...

Which was needless as the missile ended up landing several feet to her right. Lauri paused and looked to where the snow had fallen, then at the source.

"What was that?"

III

[ziedrich_bearer]

[Kavinsky wasn't the only one who had gotten clothes. But Gladio? Well, he was a bit too interested in his. The man's box of clothes, with a lot of leather in it, was on the ground in front of him, and Gladio had absolutely shed his uniform coat and was pulling his undershirt over his head when the kid spoke. Talk about timing. Gladio finished hauling that off and, like with his coat, folded it carefully to set aside as he answered.]

Yeah, a bit low key. But can't shake a stick at there being free food and that shit. plus, you know, clothes.

snowball fight!

[noch]

[ That snowball smacks right into Merrin's shoulder, spraying snow into her face, and she whips around to face the owner of that cackling laugh, her eyes narrowing. Fun fact about her homeworld, Dathomir: it doesn't snow there. Too swampy and miserable. In fact, the first time she ever saw snow for herself was shortly before she arrived here, and then only briefly. There hadn't been any time for detours.

So, honestly... she has no idea what he's trying to do right now. It kind of shows. ]

What are you doing?

i. pink snow

[theirondragon]

[The Bull's been up for a while, keeping busy by shoveling snow off of walkways for others to make an easier path around. Besides, it was good for the body to keep active, and good for his mind to have something to do with his hands.

The seven foot, heavily horned man who really should probably be wearing a shirt in this weather looks over to the man when he notices the pink snow and grins.]

I know, right? Try it. It's sweet.

[yes, he does actually mean to eat it. That's normal, right?]

Lark | OTA

[stitch_witch]

A. A Gift Of Warmth
If there was one thing that should be done when there was cold and snow to play with, it was to make sure people would stay toasty warm. So the moment she received the message from the Agrii, Lark gathered up a collection of her balls of replicated wool yarn, some knitting needles, and headed right for the Whale Comb Sent Her. Yes, there was something disturbing about the fact that there was such unnaturally colored snow, but she tried to accept this as normal thanks to this An Nu's word, and held her head high to try and not consider the strangeness of the snow.

Once she arrived in the center she moved right to a heater in the corner and smiled as she settled down in a chair and took out her wool. It was time to make scarves. Anyone approaching will get Lark looking up and smiling at them.

"Here," she says as she offers out the latest creation, knit of a rich brown wool, "for warmth. If you want gloves, let me have your hands for a moment."

B. Cream Goes On Burns
Play with fire, and you'll possibly get burned. Lark, who had never seen a thing lika a sparkler before made the mistake of mishandling one of them, and she had immediately shoved her hands into the snow to cool them. Now she sat back inside cross legged by the boxes of sparklers and the tins of cream. At the moment Lark was working the cream into the burn on the back of her hand.

"It seems those little light sparks are as dangerous as An Nu suggested."

C. Wildcard

[Feel free to throw something at me, I'll happily match any format of tagging.]

Gift of warmth

[hashtagparkerluck]

"Oh wow, thanks." Peter's teeth chattered as he takes the offered scarf and immediately wraps it around his neck. The Midtown Tech Sweatshirt is warm but not warm enough for a kid that can only sort of thermoregulate. So any extra warmth is more than appreciated.

"You don't don't have to do that-really the scarf is amazing-really, I'll be okay with just this." Probably. He can always go inside if it gets too cold.

Lauri | OTA

[kree_soldieress]

A. Is It Really Sweet Though?
Snow. There had been only the tiniest bit of it in the year that Lauri had first arrived. Mostly she remembered it from when she had met Tony and he had offered her a flower he'd found in it. But snow was not something a Kree often dealt with, and this? This was very special.

"It's beautiful!" Lauri said as she came outside that morning, well before the message from An Nu. "What is this color?"

Lauri reached down, scooping some of the lightly pink snow into her hand and, without hesitation, she put some in her mouth. She was used to snow being water from her look at it this year. But when the snow melted on her tongue and was sweet, she stared at it in shock.

"Oh dear, is this a treat?" Can treats snow?

B. Snow Is For Playing
It wasn't until An Nu messaged everyone that the idea of play even occurred to Lauri. Glad as she was in her armor, she had considered all of the snow near the Whale Comb Sent Her and she didn't know what to do with it. How did you even play.

"Um," she said, looking around for other people. When she saw someone she waved at them. "Excuse me. How does one play with snow?"

Of course, left to her own devices she would figure it out later, which meant she gathered snow in her hands and started to shape it, and once she realized that was possible... Lauri smiled widely and started to make a wall. Sure, it was simple, but it was still there. Her first creation for herself.

C. Wildcard
[Have a specific idea with Lauri? Throw a wildcard in. Or message me directly and let me know if you have a TL/log you'd like her to tag into!]

A

[orangewayfinder]

It was really cold. And fortunately Terra had been able to find some cobbled together remnant of a long coat. Really, he'd have to find a tailor or seamstress or have someone show him how to do stuff like that. Aqua was really good at stuff like this, but she definitely wasn't here.

Soon he came upon Lauri-Ell and he wondered what she was doing, so he headed over. He really wasn't sure what to think of pink snow, but his companion seemed to. So he looked at her hesitatingly. "You can eat that?"

B

[theirondragon]

The Bull probably should be wearing a shirt. You know, for reasons, but he didn't seem all that cold either, as he made his way to the Whale Comb Sent Her. the Bull, though, knew exactly how one played in snow, and grinned when came upon Lauri making a wall for herself.

"Setting up fortifications, huh? Good idea. Partners or enemies?" He was good with either.

Reeve | OTA

[plate_builder]

A. Enjoying The Warmth (Truth Drink Too)
An Agrii tradition? One that celebrated a new year? And there was warmth and food? Oh yes, even the stick in the mud serious man that was Reeve was absolutely there to enjoy all of this chance. He moved happily into the Whale Comb Center, gathering himself a bowl of stew, handing Mini a glass of blue liquid to carry for him, and moved to find a nice place to sit down.

"Thar a lotta food here," Mini observed as he moved to sit in Reeve's lap, still holding the drink for him while Reeve took a taste of the stew.

It was rich, well seasoned, and while it tasted slightly of peanuts, Reeve actually thought it worked well. It was something like poultry in it, and it made him feel warm inside and out. This was something he could do a lot. How did they make this? When Mini handed over his drink, Reeve took a little sip, and smiled thankfully at his partner.

"Yah like it?"

"Yes. I am quite familiar with Agrii cuisine from our time on the ship, but in this case the peanuts serve as a lovely, understated continuation of flavor. Could I cook, I would make this commonly. Though I find myself intrigued because there is so much peanut flavor appreciated by the Agrii, there doesn't seem to be an easy way to make it here."

That... was more than he'd expected to say, but Reeve just took it as something in the mood today making him talkative.

B. Clearing The Roads
Later, when the truth was no longer compelled to him and Reeve had enjoyed the food and opening his present, he moved right out into the city. The newest of his collection of materia rested in his hand, rolling over and around his fingers, glowing with green light. Time to see if this would work. He moved away from the building and considered the ruined sidewalks, still buried under snow.

Reeve tossed the materia up into the air, caught it, and channeled his power through the crystal of knowledge. And then there it was, a burst of fire hitting the road. The flames were hot and quickly melted the snow from the road, leaving a circle of clear space. And he smiled.

"Yes, I think I can do this. We could see about getting some clear paths."

Mini, who was following, just shook his head and forged into the snow to play with it instead.

C. Wildcard
[Have a specific idea with Reeve? Throw a wildcard in. Or message me directly and let me know if you have a TL/log you'd like her to tag into!]

B

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis had marveled at his fishing gear for awhile, but then decided he should step outside and clear his head. It was cold, and reminded him of the times he summoned Shiva. And of course the cold wasn't a fond memory. It took a lot out of him too in order to be able to summon them, even if he always tried to hide it from the guys.

Coming outside now he thought he heard Reeve and looked at the flames come out.

Wow.

So he folded his arms across his chest and smiled. "Guess you don't have to do things the old fashioned way."

A

[theirondragon]

The Bull was no stranger to a party, and ones that celebrated the turning of a year were no exception. He'd done his fair share of it in Tevinter, and he'd seen parties in Orlais as well, extravagant affairs that led to a lot of food and drink. Evidently, the Agrii were no exception and that sat just fine with the Iron Bull. He'd had a few drink himself and was snacking on a sandwich that tasted oddly familiar while carrying another drink in his hand when he came upon Reeve, talking to the cat doll, which was completely normal, really. Sure, why not?

He smiled to spite himself when he found a break in the conversation the other man was having. They'd really only just met, but the Bull found himself intrigued by the man. The fact that he was a pretty one, too, wasn't lost on the Qunari.

"You can't cook? That's a shame."

Gladio | OTA

[ziedrich_bearer]

A. A Little Truth Hurt Nobody
Free food? Free fun? A chance to meet his new companions for this new and strange world he had gotten pulled into? Yeah, Gladio quite appreciated this. It had been a while since anyone back home had been excited to celebrate a New Year. Okay, so they did keep track of it, and some people did celebrate it, but mostly in a 'we managed to survive, we should remember those who didn't.' Life was complicated when the only thing there was and could be was darkness.

So this? This was exciting. Gladio was currently sipping from a glass of a blue drink that tasted like a rather fine lager that was right up his alley, and moving around with a larger pink package tucked under his arm. His gift, which he hadn't opened yet.

"You know," he said, "if this place is going to keep having celebrations, I think I could get used to it. Parties here already feel more fun than royal balls."

B. Changing Clothes In Public? Yep
At last Gladio found himself getting to his present. Gladio tore into the paper with all the energy of a kid on their birthday, effectively creating a metallic pink confetti. The gold ribbon that had been the bow was already in his hair now, joined to the strap that was tying his hair back with a glint of color. Helped that the gold matched the Crownsguard Uniform he was already wearing.

But once he got the box open, Gladio grinned. In it was a pair of familiar black leather pants, a gray tank top with the Crownsguard logo, and a black leather button up shirt. Or leather like at least. Gladio grinned to see it.

"Damn, thought I'd never see these again."

And immediately he dropped the box and started to flip all his buttons open on his uniform coat and take it, and hte undershirt off. Enjoy the great view of those muscles and his tattoos. And look he's already working on his pants.

C. Sparklers Are The Most Fun
"I haven't played with one of these since I was a kid," Gladio smiled as he went outside. He had changed into the gift clothing, which meant he was outside in almost skin tight leather plants and he was wearing his shirt open with nothing under it. Did this man never get cold?

That didn't matter, though, because Gladio was using a lighter from his pocket to light the sparkler, which immediately burst into a golden shower of sparks. Grinning he started drawing in the sky, making a large form of a spread winged bird.

"Damn, I forgot how fun this was."

D. Wildcard
[Got some fun ideas for Gladio that these don't cover? Throw a wildcard at him. Or, if you've got an event post with what you'd want Gladio to share with your character, message me and let me know!]

A

[orangewayfinder]

Terra had definitely gotten a hold of the food. Any time there was a celebration it seemed the food was always better, so he made sure to grab it when he could. He'd walked around the place and had his wayfinder back. It was a joy to have, even if he had left it on Master Eraqus' grave. So it had been a bittersweet gift to be sure.

But as he pulled it out of his pocket as was old habit, he could hear Gladio talking. Figuring the man was speaking to him, his eyes widened.

"Wait, you've been to a Royal Ball?" The only one he went to involved guard duty and battling unversed.

C

[fatedsacrifice]

"Playing with fire..sounds like you." Noctis said, coming up to stand beside his shield. The sparkler seemed really pretty and he was watching the other play with the strand, noting the pattern Gladio was making.

"You got any more of those so I can join in the fun?"

Tommy | OTA

[doubled_speed]

A. Food Warnings
Once An Nu made the announcement, Tommy had gone to the diner to start cooking up some other warm sweets and drinks. Right now he was laying them out on the food tables, intending to offer some non-peanut options. But he froze when he came along the table and saw some offerings.

"Oh fuck," he said, then pointed at the bowl of weeds. "Not you FUCKS again. I should fucking explode you and-"

Wait, was that further down... Tommy moved at impossible speed to the blue drink. Oh fuck.

"TRUTH DRINK!? Fuck you, An Nu. This stuff is fucking evil!"

B. Sparkler Sky Writing
Cold and speedsters didn't mix. That said, there were things that Tommy was absolutely going to enjoy one thing above all others. Fireworks. Fuck Yes fireworks. He grins and takes two sparklers out of the box, catches the tips on fire with his vibrations, and then races outside. If people thought it was fun and cool to write in the sky, they should try doing it as a speedster.

"Hey! Tell me something to draw," he said, his hands already moving quickly through writing 'Tommy Shepherd' in the air.

C. Wildcard
[Want to do something with Tommy not listed? Throw it here. Or let me know where to hit your characters up!]

A

[fatedsacrifice]

Noctis was poking through the food because food was good, especially if it didn't suck. Of course he was learning to clean his catches so that he could eat and he was slowly learning how to cut meat off of the bones.

He really should've paid attention to Iggy's lessons.

But then he heard Tommy and grinned at the last part. "It's only evil if you have something to hide."

So says the king keeping his own secrets.

A

[mutedsuspicions]

Lerith's shaking a present with his name on it - his name! He has a present! - when he decides to wander towards the food. He was hungry and the rumbling stomach wouldn't let him forget it.

There were strange foods laid out he could see as he approached. A striped meat? Smelled good. Was that a bowl of daisies? And that blue drink much further down... Lerith was absolutely not certain of it. But he didn't get all the way to the table as someone suddenly zoomed by - in one spot and then suddenly at the other end to where the blue drink was.

Immediately startled, the pink wrapped present flew out of his hands as he hit the ground with his heart pounding. What just happened? Was it a demon? Like from a rift? But there weren't rifts or demons here!

Rufus Shinra | OTA

[ambitiousblond]

Snow

[He hadn't been out in the snow since he was younger before his life had been confined to Midgar, high in the tower. But tonight he bundles up, Dark Nation turning around eagerly in front of the door in her excitement to get outside.

It's cold but it still feels refreshing. The snow is falling fast but that doesn't deter Dark Nation as the large hound rushes ahead, jumping into the bit of snow that had already built up eagerly which distracts him for a moment as he watches her excitement. She had spent so much time inside with him that it's nice to see her have the chance to enjoy being outside.

It takes him a moment to realize that the snow isn't quite as he expected, holding out his arms to see the flecks of pink snow on his coat. Granted, weather isn't much of a thing in Midgar but he's fairly certain that snow isn't supposed to be white.]

D, stay in sight. [He gently scolds as the hound dives into the snow but he has his eyes on the flakes of snow, confused.] Pink snow, this is new.

Welcome Center

[Oh the Agrii have such an interesting sense of humor, Rufus can't help but laugh as he takes out the camping knife from the box. He doubted that he would get any practical use from it- no doubt the Agrii had thought it would be a sentimental gift from the only family he had left.

He has to laugh inwardly as he turns the knife over in his hand idly, not sure what to make of the choice but he supposes it doesn't matter tonight.

The event seems to be a holiday party of swords and since Dark Nation is on her best behavior he lets her have a bit of meat as he picks up one of the drinks.]

Welcome Center

[plate_builder]

[The other man's form was so familiar these days that Reeve had no trouble picking him out in the room. He moved around one table and dodged a pile of chairs as he made his way over to his former boss, glass of blue drink in his hand that he had yet to sip at.]

I must say, nothing like the corporate parties we had to put up with. A bit more of an intimate affair. Even if the gifts of weapons seems the same.

Peter Parker | OTA

[hashtagparkerluck]

Pink Snow is... still snow.

Being from New York, snow isn't exactly a rare sight for Peter Parker. The color is new but it's still cold and wet and definitely still snow. He was immensely grateful the clothes he got were another pair of jeans, a tee shirt and his sweat shirt from Midtown Tech. It didn't exactly warm him right up but it was better than just the plaid shirt was wearing before.

He'd read somewhere that Spider's couldn't Thermoregulate and he had noticed that while he can still thermoregulate he doesn't do it well which meant that winter is not his favorite season. He looked at the fluffy pink stuff on the ground beneath his shoes that are decidedly not designed for snow and kicks a pile.

"Yup." He confirms to himself. "That's snow." Although he was curious to know why it was pink. And if it melted would it melt into pink water? Did he have anything on him he could use to grab a sample? He pats his pockets down.


Welcome Center

Peter's just hanging around by the wall, just watching as people mill about. Honestly, he doesn't know what he's doing here. He's not a fan of large gatherings. He glances around a moment for maybe a familiar face but even then he's more considered just leaving and finding something else to do.

He leans against the wall and crosses his arms. He'd give it five more minutes. just in case something happened and he needed to help someone.

Pink Snow

[plate_builder]

"Well, that's a question still to be raised," a voice answered somewhere behind Peter, even before there was a flare of warmth from behind him.

Reeve, who was working on his 'clear the roads with fire spells' round, approached the young man and came to a pause next to him, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his undeniably unique coat along with a glowing green orb. It let his hands warm up a bit as he considered the strange new youth.

He had a moment to look before Mini came running up behind him, grabbing at Reeve's coat.

"Aye, dunnae leave mah behind!" the cat protested to Reeve in a thick Scottish brogue, and Reeve sighed, reaching down to offer an arm to the three foot tall creation. Mini immediately started to scale his arm and was soon flopping down over Reeve's shoulders, little booted feet around his neck dripping water onto Reeve's coat. The cat's tail flicked curiously as he looked over Reeve's head at the youth. "Ach, ya a wee one ain't ya? Agrii shud nae have brought ya here."

"No one can control that, Mini," Reeve reminded the cat before looking at the stranger. "But the point I was attempting to make was that, definitionally, I would suggest that snow is a form of precipitation predicated upon water. And I've never known water to freeze quite this color, even with impurities in it. Then again I didn't grow up around Icicle Village and I don't know what sorts of pollution could potentially taint the water, so perhaps I'm wrong."

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[noch]

A. WINTER WONDERLAND

This whole snow thing is very new to her. Her homeworld doesn't get cold enough for it to snow—Dathomir is basically a big dry, swampy rock. The first time she ever saw snow in person was on Ilum, not long before she arrived here, and there hadn't been much time to explore then.

This is probably why she looks so fascinated by the pink snow as she stands and watches it fall, her hands cupped together in front of her to catch the flakes. They melt in her palms.

"Is it... uncommon for snow to be pink?"

B. TWO EYES MADE OUT OF COAL

Make shapes in the sweet cold. Well, that she can do... kind of. As it turns out, she doesn't have much skill crafting snowpeople (or snow anything, really), and it really doesn't help that her fingers are practically frozen without gloves. Her snowman just kind of looks like a lump. In fact, it might be hard to tell that it's even supposed to be a snowman. Of some kind.

After struggling for some time, she finally gives up and calls on her magick, luminous green ichor enveloping the snowlump and then coming away with something much better—an actual snowman, fairly detailed, with an angry face and what appears to be a quite bushy beard.

She looks pretty satisfied with her work now.

C. PARTY ROCKERS IN THE HOUSE?

Social gatherings are still very much not her thing. It kind of makes her wonder if they ever will be. But there's plenty of food and drink, and her gift from the Agri was a pleasant surprise, a much-needed slice of home. She's carrying it now, a small vial of blue liquid gripped in her hand, glowing softly between her fingers.

In her other hand, she's holding a glass of that blue drink that she's been nursing all night—if there are any side effects to it, they're not very apparent on her. She's too brutally honest for lies.

"Do your people celebrate the New Tick this way too?"

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Tommy had been busy messing with his newly restored phone from home, and... Okay, there was someone new talking to him. Someone new with a glass of blue drink. He wanted to sigh when he saw it, and decided not to. He'd do his best to try and keep the questions from being too leading.

Only then did he realize just who it was. Merrin. Tommy had promised Cal that he would try.

Okay, this was him trying.

"We celebrate New Year's Eve and New Year's Day. But there aren't gifts usually."