[party post] And to all a good night

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[OOC: Annual winter post. :3 Both Decembers, the comments have been up in the thousands. The post is open all of December until January for all/any winter/holiday shenanigans. Quick reminder, you are encouraged to tag around, tag to other threads as well as making your own. Feel free to spam! :D]This December in Chicago is as filled with

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[tornadoinheels]

There is something irreversibly alluring about a city with snow. It seems to smooth over all the rough edges, and just blanket the world in clean, pure white.

Up until they plow it, people start to trample through it, and exhaust turns it that lovely shade of brown, but for the most part, it's beautiful. It's almost the great equalizer that can make anything better than it used to be. Sara Ellis has a cup of hot chocolate, a warm coat, and a new pair of boots, and until someone told her she had to be elsewhere, she is going to walk in the show.

As she's doing so, she finds some of the reindeer wandering through Grant Park. She's never seen an actual reindeer, up close and in person before, but there's something about it (or the hot chocolate) that makes her face light up in a smile, and she slowly starts to approach it, one hand coming out gently to rest against his muzzle.

"Hi there," she says softly. "Who are you?"

[tornadoinheels]

She shakes her head. "I'm sure that they don't. Most people like to believe that they're self-sufficient." Even if they actually are, it's more of a belief than anything else. Sara would know.

She's one of them.

[smokeclears]

"Yeah, they do. Interesting word choice with the... believe," Noah says after a moment, offering her a small smile.

He understands. He has a lot of people like that in his life.

[tornadoinheels]

She laughs. "No one is truly self-sufficient. They still need people in their life. Otherwise, I think everyone would lose their minds, one way or another."

[smokeclears]

"I think I have to agree. If you lived in complete isolation, you'd lose your mind," Noah says, and he's big on science so it interests him for that reason at least. "Aren't there records of that happening to people? You stay in the wild too long and you might be able to survive but your mind's another thing."

[tornadoinheels]

She nods. "There are also studies regarding prisoners who are kept in solitary confinement for long periods of time -- they lose track of the hours, days -- it's a terrible thing."

[ican_takeyou]

Caroline is trying to get used to everything and the snow is actually really nice. She hasn't really felt the seasons in a while, it all seems to blur in front of her eyes but out here time seems to slow a bit.

"It's amazing, right?"

[tornadoinheels]

Sara glances back over her shoulder at the girl behind her, before nodding eagerly. "Yeah, it's gorgeous. We never had snowfall like this in New York."

She's never seen snowfall like this anywhere, really. It makes it even more amazing to see.

[ican_takeyou]

"I'm from Virginia, we have snow and it's pretty, but you're right in that it doesn't seem to hold a candle to this. Plus, reindeer." Caroline moves closer, extending her hand out to brush to the animal's muzzle.

[tornadoinheels]

"Reindeer definitely trump carriage horses dressed up as reindeer." People try, they do, but there's no substitute for the real thing. "And they seem to be surprisingly docile."

[ican_takeyou]

"Who knew that reindeer could be so domesticated. Maybe they're someone's pets."

[tornadoinheels]

Sara smirks. There's only one person she can think of with domesticated reindeer, and well -- they are in Chicago. "Think we might find a Santa sleigh around here somewhere?"

[ican_takeyou]

Caroline laughs, glancing around, "He might be... knowing this place."

[tornadoinheels]

She grins. "The kids around here must love it around here. Everything that happens seems to be something out of a fairy tale."

[ican_takeyou]

"Oh, I didn't even think that there'd be..." Caroline thinks about that thought for a moment and realizes how sad it would be to be a kid pulled through the rift. All alone.

[tornadoinheels]

"Kids?" Sara finishes with a smirk. "I was thinking more the local kids. There are natives to this Chicago wandering around. It's not all Wanderers."