Open RP: A Little Morning Singing.
((For more information about Lucia day, go here. For a complete, approximate translation of the song in the video, go here. Who said RPs weren't educational?))
It was December 13th, and it was very, very early in the morning. In the Gryffindor common room, silence roamed.
For now.
Pippi had been busy for a few days now. Mostly she had been in the kitchen, baking and preparing for this day, which was a rather big day where she came from. Now she was ready enough. She had taken her hair out of their braids, which she only did on important events such as this, and it would have stood out like a lion's mane around her head if she hadn't been wearing a Lucia crown pressing it down. She was dressed in one of her dad's old night shirts, which she'd needed to put up with safety pins to keep from dragging on the floor, and was very pleased with the way she was capable of striding in it. It looked very Lucia, she thought.
She'd made a large pot of coffee, charmed by House-elves to never run out, and had loaded a huge tray full of saffron buns and ginger snaps. Home-baked of course. Now she was completely ready to spread Christmas joy through the castle, and nothing was going to stop her!
Pippi was alone in her parade. She'd tried to coach Mr. Nilsson into joining, had even made him a little star boy hat to wear so he wouldn't feel left out, but the monkey had no inclination to sit on her shoulder when she had burning candles on her head, and had opted for sleep instead. Ah well.
The girl hoisted up her tray without difficulty and started singing. And although there was only one of her, she sang loudly enough for several.
"Night walks with a heavy step / Round yard and hearth / As the sun departs from earth / Shadows are brooding..."
((If you want to have Pippi wake your character up with loud singing and coffee and saffron buns in bed at some ungodly hour, or just meet her parading in the corridors, then comment! She's going to walk around the entire castle with her tray.))
It was December 13th, and it was very, very early in the morning. In the Gryffindor common room, silence roamed.
For now.
Pippi had been busy for a few days now. Mostly she had been in the kitchen, baking and preparing for this day, which was a rather big day where she came from. Now she was ready enough. She had taken her hair out of their braids, which she only did on important events such as this, and it would have stood out like a lion's mane around her head if she hadn't been wearing a Lucia crown pressing it down. She was dressed in one of her dad's old night shirts, which she'd needed to put up with safety pins to keep from dragging on the floor, and was very pleased with the way she was capable of striding in it. It looked very Lucia, she thought.
She'd made a large pot of coffee, charmed by House-elves to never run out, and had loaded a huge tray full of saffron buns and ginger snaps. Home-baked of course. Now she was completely ready to spread Christmas joy through the castle, and nothing was going to stop her!
Pippi was alone in her parade. She'd tried to coach Mr. Nilsson into joining, had even made him a little star boy hat to wear so he wouldn't feel left out, but the monkey had no inclination to sit on her shoulder when she had burning candles on her head, and had opted for sleep instead. Ah well.
The girl hoisted up her tray without difficulty and started singing. And although there was only one of her, she sang loudly enough for several.
"Night walks with a heavy step / Round yard and hearth / As the sun departs from earth / Shadows are brooding..."
((If you want to have Pippi wake your character up with loud singing and coffee and saffron buns in bed at some ungodly hour, or just meet her parading in the corridors, then comment! She's going to walk around the entire castle with her tray.))