[IC: Backdated to the 25th]

[astalavampire]

[It is dusk, and standing in front of what is camp's main Christmas tree is a Methuselah.  She has her hands in the pockets of her coat, and she's just standing there, watching the lights twinkle.  She looks calm and very lost in thought.]

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[onthenightroad]

--Asta!

[astalavampire]

[blinks and looks over]

...Abel. Hello.

[onthenightroad]

Mm, hey. It's been awhile.

[astalavampire]

It's... surprisingly easy to lose track of people here. Have you been well, tovarish?