Kostya squinted at the chair, and while he was starting to feel joyful for no discernible reason, he was still a little bit weirded out by everyone being so close together.
It was a strange thing, joy. Happiness was not an emotion Kostya experienced often, either in frequency or raw amounts. Giddiness, too, was a generally unwelcome and unexpected feeling. To feel such a surge in both was odd, and yet, he wasn't compelled to examine it any further. The feelings coaxed him into enjoying it, into letting things just be, to exist in his head (and his heart) completely unexamined.
Strange. But... Konstantin supposed he would have to work with it, as it left him no choice but to be happy. And so he was. He floated in the sensation, in the state of mind of carefree warmth and care.
That didn't change the fact, though, that the chair looked awfully precarious in its current state. With the addition of two more people, he wondered if it might buckle under the added load.
"Oh dear."
Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:47 pm
There was a substantial amount of worried murmuring from Caoimhe as a result of Robert's counter-attack, but this was a time for celebration, so Edgar ignored her in favor of enjoying the spoils of war. Unfortunately for his reveling, there was hardly any time for celebration before the chair was a bit less comfortable. Fortunately for his attention-seeking behavior, it was inevitably going to earn a lot of attention.
This was a little weird, but it worked, he supposed. He hooked one arm around America's leg, and the other around Pandora's, and leaned into Allan with the most smug look that could possibly fit on a 17-year-old boy's face.
(It was a very smug look.)
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:48 pm
Mark eyed the bag and finally relinquished the bottle, expression somewhere between suspicious and extremely curious. "So what did I get? Is it one of the new Avengers action figures? Is it one of the limited edition Avengers action figures? Cuz I clearly wrote on my twitter wishlist that I'm only accepting Iron Man, Hulk, and Spiderman so you better not have bought like, Captain America or something."
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:48 pm
Harrison jumped, but nobody got stabbed. Mostly because the prevailing happiness took the edge off.
"Haha. Jesus. Nearly made me drop it."
He smirked, and shook out a stick, popping the peppermint in Rep's mouth over his shoulder.
"That throne was always ******** crowded, and not with you clowns either."
His smile turned genuinely warm.
"He liked Christmas too. Used to throw these big parties. I remember."
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:50 pm
"Yeah, try to find something I'll like, though," America answered as she waved Kostya toward the table full of drinks she definitely would not like. "And think about what you want to ask Santa to bring you fir Christmas, unless you want to pucker-up instead!" It appeared that elves did not get mistletoe immunity.
Everything was fantastic for two minutes and then Allan came and America's face went from viciously smug to disgruntled cat within moments. She tried to knee her leader in the face, but unfortunately Allan must have been used to that sort of thing because it was entirely ineffective. Turning to Pandora on her precarious holiday beefcake perch, America whispered, "Damnit, if I have to put up with this s**t, you better take advantage if the situation. Well..." she squinted down at Allan's lap, "...unless the political prisoner does first. Can't say I knew he'd take so well to this, gotta say."
Maybe Edgar could help with the Stud Wall.
At that point Solomon and his carry-on joined them, and she nudged at his head with her foot. If would have been gentle except that it was not.
Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:52 pm
"Kostya-kun!" (Allan pronounced it Cost-ya), "Come join us! There's more than enough room!" He was just in the process of balancing the Solomon-Dory setup with one arm. Then, with his free arm, he made sure Edgar was the happiest elf ever and squeezed the everloving stuffing out of the basement king. It was sort of like asphyxiation, but with love. By the (physically) strongest person on the island, because Edgar looked super kawaii.
The chair was sort of groaning precariously under all the weight.
Robert squealed embarrassingly high pitched when his a** was pinched, and tried to cough it out as soon as he realized Rep was sassing him. He had no colorful retort for the comment - and when did he ever? - but he stuck his tongue out at Rep, because that was equally as clever, and felt vindicated.
Except no, no he did not. Because he had been performing a service, and the Basement Brigade were now sitting on the throne like Mean Girls, which, let's be honest, nobody seemed to want to come near let alone kiss. And that was ruining the spirit of Christmas, as well.
It felt disorienting. Used to be, Robert was the school bully. Now things were so very different.
Or were they?
"OKAY." He yelled out to no-one in particular, though anyone nearby would be dealing with ringing ears from the sudden bellow. He stormed back over, and picked up two of the nearest people - Eva and Otto, it seemed. He picked them up like dolls. And very carefully, he dumped the two of them on top of the entire pile of people sitting on one throne.
He was not done. Not by far.
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:55 pm
Solia touched Jason's face.
"It goes well sir wizard. But-" She looked to the throne.
Something was staring right at Harrison at Rep from the floor below.
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 5:59 pm
Rep grinned, a gesture that could be felt in the shift of bristly scruff next to Harrison's ear, his breath warm and pepperminty as he crooned. "Aye. I remember. I can close my eyes and see those ridiculous parties he used to throw for them. Real ******** ice, ice sculptures, it was like a ******** movie. And the food. Hnngh. Blue loved it, anything he wanted, he got that time of year. A lot of people did."
He slid his hands up under the knitted jumper affectionately. "You'd give me anything I wanted, if you could. I know you would, and that's what matters."
Changing the side of his mouth he had the peppermint stick on, he went on. "I didn't used to like Christmas once upon a time."
He was about to say more, comfortable and relaxed, when he spotted the beady eyes of pure evil staring up at him from the floor. He almost jumped out of his skin.
"JESUS. ACE ITS THOSE ******** THINGS AGAIN."
They were deadly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 6:01 pm
The pile of bodies was growing more than a little precarious, as people began to be dumped on two smaller ones at a time now instead of singular gigantic. Pandora squealed a little as she was hoisted up on Allan's shoulder, and tried her best to avoid stabbing anyone with her heels.
"I don't know why we don't use mistletoe all year round!" America's suggestion had her applying a new coat of lip gloss (this one was more of an electric yellow) and humming a Christmas tune, jingling her shoes a little as she kicked them out of the way of incoming bodies. It was a good thing someone was the brains of the operation, because Pandora wasn't. "Look how popular it is!" . Satisfied with her preparations, Pandora tried to contort herself as best she could to lean in for a kiss. Time was of the essence - the kingdom of mistletoe was starting to lean a little too far to one side now. "Oh Pokemon Guy~ . . ."
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 6:02 pm
Kostya boggled as the people-totem grew. "Nyet," he said, slowly inching away to the realms of true safety, the truest of all safety, and then broke into a sprint all the way to the drinks table.
More and more people were piling up as he fled the scene, and instead of properly finding America a drink, the Russian promptly crawled under the tablecloth to hide.
(It was a little bit like a game. Maybe it could be hide and seek?)
After realising he was not alone-- the Russian turned to face the other person beneath the table, and waved a little awkward elf glove-clad hand kind of wave.
Dory may have been completely confused, since he was still pretty much a rather fancy scarf on the shoulder and neck area of Solomon, and now he was being squished a little in a group of people on a strange throne.
Blood was rushing to his head a little too, ohh, what a strange feeling.
"Please, no one fart."
Was all he could think, as he lightly gripped sol's shirt, so he wouldn't go a** over tea kettle. "Gotham is not going to 'ave a useful Robin at this rate." He called out, before laughing out loud, feeling amused and stupid about the whole situation.
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 6:06 pm
Nevada stared as Solomon carried off Dorian to the throne, and the pile of people atop it. Instead of going to follow, she returned to Dylon, with a glass of eggnog and sipped the cup happily.
"Well, It's not the first time I've been told I was a good luck charm, I suppose I just don't work well on myself."
She looked at the Beer and then him, "Well, I granted one of your wishes for Santa, What else can I do for you?"
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