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Winsol had been going on now for several days. The family had just decamped from SaDiablo Hall in Dhemlan back home to Glacia to continue the festivities in their own home. There would be several more days of formal events, but this evening was just for family and close friends (specifically friends close enough to be family). The children were tumbling around like puppies, a mix of Earth and Kaeleeran carols were playing from floating music spheres scattered throughout the suite, fires crackled in the large hearths, and food and punch and hot spiced rum were piled high on the sideboards throughout. "Happy Winsol!" Karla said, holding up her cup in a toast.
"Happy Winsol!" the room chorused back to her.
[Open to residents of Glacia, dear friends, and anyone who thinks they'd have gotten an invite]
"Happy Winsol!" the room chorused back to her.
[Open to residents of Glacia, dear friends, and anyone who thinks they'd have gotten an invite]
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Date: 2016-12-22 08:30 pm (UTC)"What are the formal events like?" Leto asked Karla, out of curiosity and not because he wanted to distract her from this evening, which was no doubt more enjoyable.
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Date: 2016-12-22 08:45 pm (UTC)She gave Warren a warm smile before turning back to Leto. "There's dancing, interminable speeches, and a lot of gift-giving, which is a fancy way of sucking up to me. Not very much different than formal events in your court, I would assume."
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Date: 2016-12-22 08:49 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2016-12-22 09:04 pm (UTC)Dearest Karla,
Jono and I must tender our regrets, but I'm certain you will understand if I say that after the path we took to get here, we are not interrupting our honeymoon for anything. Please find accompanying this a souvenir.
Have a lovely Winsol, and please convey my best to Ermengarde.
Hannibal
It was accompanied by a sugar sculpture of their resort and grounds on the moon.
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Date: 2016-12-22 09:31 pm (UTC)Hannibal darling,
The last thing I'll do is try to interrupt now you've finally made honest men of one another! (Yes, I just giggled too, at that.) Enjoy your much-deserved honeymoon and we shall attempt to get together to celebrate once you return. My love to your irascible husband.
Best,
Karla
And she directed Ermengarde to sent a bottle of blooded rum to Hannibal's home on Fandom and a box of liqueur-infused chocolates.
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Date: 2016-12-22 10:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-12-22 10:28 pm (UTC)This was what happened when you had a tall girlfriend.
"Cheers." He raised his spiced rum. If anyone asked, it was fortifications for the hectic days ahead. Or, you know, he was clinging to it (and Dinah) for warmth. "When is the Glacian new year?"
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Date: 2016-12-22 10:33 pm (UTC)"Two nights ago," Karla said, coming over to wrap her arms around the both of them. And grinning. Grinning so hard. They were still together, yay! "The longest night is our New Year's Eve. After that, the days get longer with the promise of spring."
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Date: 2016-12-24 04:05 am (UTC)THEY WERE STILL TOGETHER!!! SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!
Don't worry; Momoko was totally not hiding tiny D+P flags anywhere on her person.
They were in her rooms."Did you get the birthday cookies?! Did you?" Okay, maybe there was an attempt at a bouncy hug.
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Date: 2016-12-23 09:47 am (UTC)"Happy whatever holiday you are inclined to celebrate," he greeted. "Did you know you have an evil lookalike in Fandom nowadays?"
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Date: 2016-12-24 02:14 am (UTC)That was all the warning she got.
*glomp attack*
What? There had been cookies.
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Date: 2017-01-01 06:10 am (UTC)Clear the area people, bouncing was happening here.
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Date: 2016-12-23 01:18 am (UTC)And she had a wee horde of children with her, running and giggling and occasionally getting exasperated smiles from their mother.
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Date: 2016-12-23 09:54 pm (UTC)*ring ring* (or whatever ringtone you like)
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Date: 2016-12-24 01:05 am (UTC)But that was sort of par for the course with him.
What might seem unusual, to people who knew Jaime well, was his grin. Not that he didn't often have one, but this one was tinged with... something.
As if something particular awesome had happened recently.
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Date: 2016-12-24 03:06 am (UTC)Okay, and once she'd left to find Julian to tease him about something she'd heard when helping one of the servants who was refilling the sideboard...
But now she was back to stay. It was late and she was a little drowsy. The fires inside had the Hall toasty warm, she was full of food and punch and friends and children's laughter, and now she had her Jaime... "Mmmmm," she purred happily, reaching for him. "I hope you're comfortable, because I am totally needing cuddling."
Need... want... pft.
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Date: 2016-12-25 10:08 pm (UTC)"Hmm."
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Date: 2016-12-24 01:29 am (UTC)She'd been running with a LOT of them in a game of "get out of the kitchens with as many fresh baked cookies as we can before Ermengarde catches us and skins us alive".
That said, she was wandering around with a few warm cookies left (she'd given most of them away to the not-so-brave kids) and trying not to look smug.
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