There's a feeling of warmth in the air, even though snow is falling just outside the windows. There's a faint but noticeable aroma of...something decidedly holiday-esque. Gingerbread maybe, or cinnamon. Laughter and happy chattering echo up and down the hallways. Everyone seems to be in a good mood, bustling here and there, squeezing by everyone
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He circles the tree, laying the garland along the limbs carefully. As he turns, something catches his attention from the corner of his eye. He glances up. Sailorvenus? It's her. There's a smile for her, warmer than before, and he leaves his work carefully to approach her.
"Welcome," he says quietly, once he's close enough.
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"It looks very nice. Like Christmas," she says. She can remember, as perhaps so can he, an era before that holiday existed. Perhaps this is just meant for Yule instead.
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Her eyes find the silver haired shitennou after another moment, glittering in amusement at the armful of shining garland. Moving gracefully across the floor, Venus passes the other three men around their tree to proceed to Kunzite's side.
"Would you appreciate a hand to help, Lord Kunzite?"
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At her offer, he looks back to the tree. "I wouldn't want to trouble you in such a manner on my behalf, but your company is always welcome."
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