WHO: Gemma Doyle & Daredevil.
WHERE: Gemma's roof.
WHEN: 21 December, evening.
WARNINGS: TBA.
SUMMARY: Magical mistletoe has its debut.
FORMAT: Quicklog.
[It wasn't a very conventional course of action, but she had been thinking about it a lot over the past few weeks. It was a silly, girlish thing to do, but she couldn't get it out of her mind. She'd even practiced--the resulting mistletoe was perfect in every aspect of the word. It was indistinguishable from the actual decoration. She was very pleased with herself, and
dressed warmly before heading out to the roof.
She didn't even know if he'd be around tonight, but there was no harm in trying. She whispered a word to the small bundle of mistletoe in her hands and it floated silently into the air, hovering right over the ledge of the roof. Gemma glanced out across the expanse of the City that was visible, and smiled; it was an absolutely breathtaking sight. She had never seen so many lights in one place. Brushing some snow away, Gemma seated herself on the edge, humming a carol to herself as she waited.]