Christmas Convoy
The rigs just went through, with a jingling of bells and the playing of a cheesy country song. The last rig through slows and then pulls to one side, to sit with the light of the sign picking out the thin green and red detailing on its gleaming white paint.
Then the door opens and a slender figure in a white jacket and a long green skirt slips out carefully and moves to the back of the rig, her long, holly red braid swinging gently as she goes and showing off glimpses of the green streak that she's dyed into her hair. Eyes as brown as roast chestnuts twinkle as the door on the trailer lifts up at her touch, and then she turns to face the Nexus.
"Does anyone want a present? I've read the lists."
((She's got one gift for each character who replies. Please put some inkling of who/what your character is/likes somewhere in your reply if it's not on their bio. Coal is also available. Feel free to bring more than one of your characters to the Elf. And this post will be open and active till Ukrainian Christmas, in January.))
Then the door opens and a slender figure in a white jacket and a long green skirt slips out carefully and moves to the back of the rig, her long, holly red braid swinging gently as she goes and showing off glimpses of the green streak that she's dyed into her hair. Eyes as brown as roast chestnuts twinkle as the door on the trailer lifts up at her touch, and then she turns to face the Nexus.
"Does anyone want a present? I've read the lists."
((She's got one gift for each character who replies. Please put some inkling of who/what your character is/likes somewhere in your reply if it's not on their bio. Coal is also available. Feel free to bring more than one of your characters to the Elf. And this post will be open and active till Ukrainian Christmas, in January.))