[In preparation for the holiday season, the Dressing Room has gone out of its way to decorate a fair number of the evergreens into Christmas trees. There is no method to the madness as only some of the trees outside have decorations and an even more random number of trees indoors have lights and tinsel and ornaments
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Never better. Though if I want to be Santa this year, I'm going to have to work on my aim.
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Need some help?
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If you would be so kind, yeah. Just be careful with the cutting. I have very delicate skin.
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You okay there?]
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What do I have to do to get you to never speak of this again? If you could speak, of course.
Hypothetically.
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Maybe.]
Dunno. Do I get to take a picture?
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But she'll go investigate the crash, stopping in the doorway before coming around the room to the tree.
She only gets about halfway before she stops again, catching immediately just who it is.] Lavi?
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[Brushing broken bits of shatter proof ornaments out of his year. Yeah, someone was going to have to have a word with the manufacturer. He blink before he twists and turns to see her properly. Lavi knew that voice from anywhere]
Love~ ♥ I made it back in time for Christmas.
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Darts the rest of the way, dropping to her knees (or kneeling, standing, whatever she has to do to reach him) and wrapping her arms around him tightly.]
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I'm sorry, Love.
[Sorry for making her worry. Sorry for leaving her behind. Sorry for leaving her alone here where she really only had one Alma to lean on when he was gone]
Are you all right?
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The Noah crossed his arms over his chest, laughing at the other redhead as quietly as he could. He wasn't trying to laugh at him, honest but that was certainly the most original appearance he'd ever seen.]
Need some help there?
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If it doesn't interfere with your oh so very busy schedule, Boss.
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Not at all.
[The man reached out to grab hold of one of Lavi's hands and phased him out of the tree waiting to let go once the younger was on the ground to have any ornaments, tinsel, garland or pine bits fall to the floor as well.]
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[Well, now he's on the floor buried under a small yuletide of ornament dust and tinsel. He'll be trying to get that out of his hair for hours (if he even bothers. Might be fun to have glittery hair)]
You're a pal, yeah.
[Looks back up at the now sad and sorry tree]
Well, at least I found my way back before Christmas.
Please tell me the Yule Ball didn't start without me.
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[Reaches up to tug on a lock of hair playfully in either case]
Hey, Allen. How have you been?
[Terrible if those bags under his eyes are any indication. You, good sir, look like one very tired vampire]
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You came back...
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Think a little thing like interdimensional portals will stop me from finding my way home?
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