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caughtinanetwork2012-12-11 08:38 pm
symmetrophile) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-12-11 08:38 pm
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Everyone, we're coming up on a very important day, the last of its kind before we turn over to a new year.
As with all such momentous occasions, I think we at the Villa should host a holiday party. On that date, precisely.
[This is actually a message intended for other Villa residents, but whatever, the rest of the bubble will get to enjoy the rare sight of the young reaper looking, dare we say, a little jolly? A little affected by holiday spirit?
Actually, more like he's being a fanboy.]
Of course, I'm speaking of December twenty-first, being the last day of the year that is a perfect palindrome, the numbers of the month being a mirror-image of the date.
[Good old 12/21.
Death the Kid's fingers, gloved and interlaced, tuck up under his chin as he exhales with contentment (and a little longing, that total weirdo), letting out a plume of steam. The moment is abruptly shattered by a snowball planting itself against the side of his head, startling him out of his reverie.
It's a good thing the SFC cuts out when it does. No one should witness the Snowball Retribution Apocalypse (Shinigami Version).]
As with all such momentous occasions, I think we at the Villa should host a holiday party. On that date, precisely.
[This is actually a message intended for other Villa residents, but whatever, the rest of the bubble will get to enjoy the rare sight of the young reaper looking, dare we say, a little jolly? A little affected by holiday spirit?
Actually, more like he's being a fanboy.]
Of course, I'm speaking of December twenty-first, being the last day of the year that is a perfect palindrome, the numbers of the month being a mirror-image of the date.
[Good old 12/21.
Death the Kid's fingers, gloved and interlaced, tuck up under his chin as he exhales with contentment (and a little longing, that total weirdo), letting out a plume of steam. The moment is abruptly shattered by a snowball planting itself against the side of his head, startling him out of his reverie.
It's a good thing the SFC cuts out when it does. No one should witness the Snowball Retribution Apocalypse (Shinigami Version).]
[video]
His momentary exuberance (well, coming from him, it practically was!) fizzles like a bad firework.]
...I see.
[Just now noticing there's a smudge of snow disrupting the symmetry of his coat, he swipes at it.]
I should have realized. Carelessly reminding you of something like that, I'm sorry.
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As far as I know, that's not a reaper power, so you were just being curious.
[Right, there's snow everywhere. She casts a vaguely critical eye over Kid's coat and tuts.]
Don't get too well-acquainted with the snow. I don't want you coming home all wet and cold.
[video]
I don't... frolic like a child, so you needn't worry.
[Except that's totally a thing that's going to happen. Pip has ceased grooming his own tail long enough to notice 'Mom' is on the SFC, and all at once, there's a pair of slightly snowy paws all over the screen, and some nose-snuffling.
He tolerates this, patiently, until he plucks Pip from his communicator, and attempts to wipe it clean with his sleeve.]
We'll be headed back soon. Besides, Pip has obviously made his choice about his preferred company.
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I'll get the fire started, too.
[And some blankets. And towels, yes, towels would be good.]