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[willofjustice]

Characters: OPEN!
Setting: On a pond on the outskirts of town.
Time: December 23rd
Summary: The Christmas Party of Justice!
Warnings: Justice, grumpiness, and a threat of underpants.

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[super_seiyan]

She didn't have long to wait. Even if no one else came, Seiya wouldn't have missed this.

He knew that he didn't exactly have the element of surprise going for him as neither quickness nor stealth was on his side when it came to swapping shoes for skates. Though funny, he could have sworn he hadn't seen ice like this anywhere on the way here.

His problem was a bit the opposite of Amelia's--his skates would probably be too small if he grew any time soon; they were hockey skates that looked like they'd been through a bit. But skates were skates and Seiya wasn't particularly choosy. He had his vanity, yes, but that was more to do with grace than with style.

Whether Amelia noticed him or not, and she probably had, he came out after her, trailing behind...

The theme from Jaws playing in the back of his head.

[willofjustice]

Amelia hadn't noticed -- not quite yet. The girl was rounding the edge of a figure eight that comprised the majority of a pond, just beginning to loop . . .

And suddenly there was Seiya, looming.

It was more the abruptness of a figure appearing suddenly out of nowhere that got her. With an "eep!", down the girl went on her bottom.

[super_seiyan]

He laughed.

The kind of laugh that should have had him on his butt, too, but Seiya was so at ease with his body that keeping his balance wasn't a problem. Yet.

After a moment he got himself under control and he smiled, reached out. "Hand up?"

[willofjustice]

Amelia was busy making a face at him from down below. Had she been a more vindictive person, she might have helped his unbalance by tripping him up . . . but fortunately for Seiya, she wasn't. "Seeeeeeeiya-saaaaaaaaan."

She'd started to get up herself, rolling to the side, but accepted the help, using his hand to pull herself up fully.

Well, until the large skates proved too ungainly and she went down again, potentially dragging him down with her. She couldn't say she would be sorry for that.

[angelofremorse]

Ice skating. Angelicus wasn't entirely certain she remembered how. Perhaps it was a bad idea when she was only just remembering how to take a set of stairs properly

[angelofremorse]

She blinked, and slowly turned her head toward the man who'd addressed her. He wasn't familiar, but if he was here then he was most likely one of those unfortunate individuals inhabiting the body of a Haven resident without his consent. And one that she'd spoken with before, no less.

"I am," she answered, with no particular emotion. "You are...?" Because in her opinion it was better to ask than to guess.

Red hair, mismatched eyes, tall - but then, she couldn't tell who a person was by their looks anymore. Not here. Not in this undistorted world. No point in analyzing them, then.

[whiteribboned]

Aoko had had to buy some new ice skates . . . Fortunately, some relatives had given her Christmas money, and while the concept of anyone doing that -- Christmas was just not the same at home -- the money was welcome.

Knowing Kaito's mood, the girl was determined to be cheerful as much as possible to try to fend it off. She was already down on the bank, putting on her skates. "It'll be fun," she informed him. "I'll teach you this time, okay?"

[whiteribboned]

"I said I wouldn't." Aoko occupied herself with tightening her skate laces. "Besides, you're here now anyway, so you might as well come on the ice."

She nodded to the few people out on the ice. "See, they're having fun."

[johnnyjoestar]

Johnny hadn't come here for much more than to get away from that tense, awful, utterly torturous environment that had come to be a his day to day family life. "Family" life, that is, because with every fibre of his being, he refused to lay claim to the monster lurking in his brother's skin. No. And perhaps the only reason he endured it is to make up for what he did

[wes_bluemarine]

To be honest, Weather could use a bit of a break from the grueling, annoying process of this life. There's not much point if you weren't enjoying it, and between the drama with that woman he thought he'd gotten rid of and having to work as a police officer when you couldn't care less whether someone stole Granny's purse, even an outing with a bunch of annoying brats seemed like a great idea.

For a brief moment anyway. Halfway to the place and he very nearly turned around and walked back home. Unfortunately, the prospect of being around Amelia in person seemed more tolerable than the prospect of another night sitting around at home or cruising another bar (which was utterly terrible when people knew you to be a cop during the day). Felix would be there at any rate... Hopefully. Unless he was smart enough to ditch it.

Weather didn't bring skates- he didn't need to. Just as he stepped onto the ice, he used his stand to compact air at the bottom of his feet. Air boots.

"This is the best thing you could think of?"