Christmas Day, SaDiablo Hall, Dhemlan, Kaeleer

[glacial_witch]

After a long time talking and making up, it was a much happier Warren and Karla that had come down for a Christmas luncheon--which, at four courses, was still nothing compared to the Christmas feast that Mrs. Beale was preparing for supper. Karla had given her a bunch of Earth cookbooks for Winsol one year and Mrs. Beale had apparently decided that

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[blondecanary]

Dinah calculated the time-change to Kaeleer and realized she could make the dinner, then begged and pleaded with Portalocity to take her there in time.

Looking around for Karla and the other Kaeleearans, swinging a bottle of wine from Helena's cellar from one hand, and a basket of Alfred's pumpkin tartlets from the other, she called out, "Hello! Anybody want some goodies?"

[glacial_witch]

"I do! I do!" Karla cried, waving her hand high in the air so Dinah would see. "Are those Alfred baked goods? I want some, me! Me! Me!"

Way to be all grown up, Karla.

[blondecanary]

"Okay, me-me-me," Dinah teased, wandering over to Karla and enveloping her in a hug. "That's from Helena and Barbara, who say to come visit when you can, and Merry Christmas."

[glacial_witch]

"Visiting Gotham is much less dangerous that visiting Sunnydale," Karla said, wrinkling her nose even as she squeezed Dinah back. "I'm going to start skipping holidays there and just head to your place, I think. What does getting kidnapped have on heart-stealing demons?"

[genesishero]

Evan had been planning on just sitting quietly in his dorm room for the holidays, blatantly ignoring that Christmas was going on at all. It had seemed like a pretty great plan, actually, what with all the denial, and the not dwelling on how much he missed his family, and all.

And then he'd gotten the invitation, and his denial had been smashed into a million tiny bits, and by that point it really made no sense to let himself wither away on his bed for a few weeks, did it?

So, there he was, with a wiggly puppy along for the trip mostly because there was nobody left at the school who could watch Ozzy, and the kennel was similarly closed for the holidays, looking a little out of his depth. But at least he wasn't alone for Christmas, right?

[kindrednotkind]

He most certainly was not! And Ozzy was about to get a friend, with a little brown and white dog sprinting down the hallway to investigate the newcomer. A large white cat the size of Evan padded softly behind him, all feline grace and laziness.

*Hello! Hello!* Ladvarian barked, tail wagging in furious welcome. *Merry--I forget! Merry Not-Winsol!*

[glacial_witch]

"Welcome to the Hall, Evan," Karla said with a smile, bringing up the rear of the greeting train. "This is Ladvarian and Kaelas. Merry Christmas!"

[genesishero]

"Merry Christmas," Evan replied, smiling at all three of them. Of course he didn't bat an eye at Kaelas. He'd gone to a school that had been built on a Krakoa, after all. "To all three of you. And, um... thank you for the invite. I kind of wasn't doing anything over the break at all, so this was... it's... I mean..."

He gave a sheepish little smile as he set Ozzy on the floor. The dog gave an excited bark, and then bounced over to say hello to Ladvarian, all tiny and stub-legged and with his tail waggling a mile a minute behind him.

"It's nice, thank you."

[offers_choices]

Lucivar was lounging about the Hallway, mostly because he could. And if any of the chestnuts roasting on an open fire (well, not all that open, since it was contained in the fireplace) happened to zing their way at anyone, well, that was surely coincidence.

[blondecanary]

"Bad Lucivar. No pumpkin tart."

Yeah, Dinah didn't look or sound like she meant it.

[offers_choices]

Which made him fling another one, right at Dinah's head. "I've already been accused of stealing tarts by the witchling today," he told her. "I might as well live up to it and snag on of yours."

[blondecanary]

"Pastry bandit," Dinah accused, grinning and holding the basket over her head. Which, admittedly, meant it was only an inch or so over Lucivar's. "Alfred will be so disappointed in you. Can't you feel the disapproval radiating from New Gotham City?"