[Voice/Action] (backdated to Christmas morning)

[ledbythewind]

[There are the sounds of a somewhat muffled conversation in the background before Richard picks up the journal to address it, a clear undercurrent of happiness and slight excitement to his voice.]

So this is what they refer to on Earth as a "white Christmas." I've read that this sort of Christmas is the best kind to have despite the weather... what do all of you think? Do you prefer the snow, or would you like a sunny day?

[He'll be sitting on the couch sipping a cup of tea while he waits for answers-- and his housemates, because IT'S CHRISTMAS AND HE IS EXCITED due to not having this holiday in his world. Might as well enjoy it while he's here, right?]

Comments

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

...K-kiss?!

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

That's right. Of course, that means you won't be able to walk through any doorways with mistletoe hanging in them unless you have someone with you.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

...I see... [Oh god that's so worrisome. Now he's going to be paranoid about doorways, Richard. Thanks.]

...What else?

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

There's also an old man with a white beard dressed in red by the name of Santa Claus. He goes from house to house on Christmas Eve and cuts down people's chimneys, then uses the bricks to build new houses as presents for those in need.

[Completely straight-faced.]

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

[...Wait what.]

...H-huh?!

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

How kind of him, to help people in their time of need. Santa Claus truly is a wonderful person, don't you think?

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

I suppose, but... He has a rather odd way of going about it then, doesn't he?

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

It's said that he's had a dislike of chimneys ever since his family was devoured by one long ago.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

Chimneys can do that? Are they some sort of... chimney monster?

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

I don't know, but I don't think there's any need to worry-- the chimneys here in Luceti don't seem dangerous at all.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

Ahh... That's good... I wouldn't want someone else to lose their family to the chimneys... And maybe Santa Claus can safely do his job this year!

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

Yes, we can only hope.

And speaking of presents, I have something for you and Lambda, Asbel. If the weather improves, why don't you stop by later to pick it up?

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

Presents... I have something for you, as well. I'll bring it with me.

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

For me?

[He actually sounds somewhat surprised by that. He hadn't been expecting Asbel to get him anything...]

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

Yeah... For you. I already had to get a present for that Secret Santa project, so... I decided I should get something for you, too.

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

... thank you. I'll be sure to treasure it, whatever it is. Just the fact that you thought to get me a gift makes me happy.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

It's... not that big of a deal, is it? You're my friend, Richard.

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

I'm sorry, I'm just being sentimental. But I am grateful for it... truly.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

Right... Yeah...

...Sorry, I'm just making this more complicated than it needs to be, aren't I?

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

[He laughs.]

I think we're both guilty of that.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

Maybe... We should start this over, then?

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

From the beginning?

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

That might be for the best.

[Voice]

[ledbythewind]

Without the part about Santa Claus and the chimneys.

[He'll be nice this time.]

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

[He nods.]

Y... Yeah. Without the Santa Claus and the chimneys.