Not Even A Mouse;

[thalassino]

Characters: EVERYONE
Location: ALL AROUND (but mostly in the plaza)
Time: MORNING - NIGHT??? (aka all day)
Style: Whatever suits!
Status: OPEN

T'was the night before Christmas and all through Vatheon

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[duncansdontsing]

With one hell of a yawn, Duncan pretty much drags himself out of his apartment to find...his stocking missing. The light was still all twisted around like Equius had left it, but the stupid stocking was missing. He eventually tracked it down to the center of town, where it was attached to another light altogether. Apparently Santy-stand-in was mocking him, because it was also in the same position: six feet up the pole, upside down.

"...oh ha-ha."

Of course, Duncan's going to climb the light pole anyway. Hell, somebody went through the trouble of getting it out of where he put it (and Equius secured it), least he could do was pay the guy enough respect to check if anything was inside. Which, there was- something hairy and alive. One startled cry he would totally deny making later, and Duncan was suddenly on his back on the ground. With a new pet spider clinging to his hand. Rather than panic though, well...

"Sweet! Oh man, what am I gonna call ya? Scruffy Jr?"

Okay, he was now in kid-in-a-candy-store mode as he rattled off more possible names for his likely mutated and potentially lethal pet tarantula. Yup, Christmas pretty much rocked this year, and for a while, he didn't seem so exhausted.

[ninthserenade]

[Don't mind him, he's just going to stare from a good distance because what are giant spiders.]

...Dude? What is that thing?