[OPEN]; ✰ Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing, Ring ting tingle-ing too

[ineuphony]

Who: ineuphony & EVERYONE ON THOR...LITERALLY
What: maka's job this month is to deliver a complimentary holiday sweater to EVERYONE on Thor. therefore, she is knocking door to door to give your character this ugly sweater whether they want it or not!!!!!!!!
When: early afternoon
Where: ALL OVER THOR
Warnings: idk.

Comments

[ineuphony]

[she stops at Will's place and right before she knocks, maka lets out yet another yawn. sheesh, what's with her all of the sudden? she feels more tired than usual. but despite it, she pushes that to the back of her mind and knocks.]

[ineuphony]

[she peeks in.]

Um, hello? Sorry to bother you, but I'm from Aunt Clarice's Bout -- [she stops at mid sentence when she sees the plush.]

-- Whoa, what's that?

[mostlyrandom]

[Sometimes, Ed really hates his life. Elevators, mining shafts, weird sticking to people, and now being turned into a cat. Ling thinks it's hilarious of course, though for the life of him, Ed can't figure out why all the stupid snuggling and petting always makes him want even more.]

[And so, Ed was on the prowl. Looking for one of his friends because damnit someone needed to pet him right now.]

[ineuphony]

[she exits out one of apartments and scribbles down on the sheet of paper.]

Oookkkayyy... thirteen extra larges left.

[mostlyrandom]

[spotting Maka, Ed grins to himself]

[Maka likes cats]

[he makes a beeline for her, and then plants himself directly in her path]

Mrowr?

[ineuphony]

Huh? [she glances down at the cat.] Oh. Hey, kitty.

[and then she walks around him.]

[neotitanium]

[well you're on the 5th floor now, baby girl]

[Dorothy's just sneaking out of her room, dumping documents she's stolen inside the piano for safekeeping while Izaya's not in the vicinity; just don't ask]

[upon opening the door, she can't help but smirk at the sight that greets her]

Well if it isn't my little marriage counselor...

1/2

[ineuphony]

[immediately, her body stiffs at the sound of dorothy's voice. Oh, great. it's her....]

[ineuphony]

A-ahaha... hey. Uh, I'm giving out these sweaters as a part of my job.

[neotitanium]

Giving? How magnanimous. To what do we owe such generosity, Maka?

[11ady]

[eight floor; hm, you've trudged a long way, haven't you?]

[Une answers the door, still in her full uniform complete with jacket and tie; hair's a mess though; probably fell asleep on the couch again]

[she straightens her skirt while giving Maka an appraising stare]

What can I help you with?

[ineuphony]

Hello! Sorry to bother you, but I'm hanging out complementary holiday sweaters to all the passengers on Thor.

[11ady]

No bother.

[yes bother, actually; bother very much; yawning and stretching in present company would be in bad form though; don't mind the persistent empty-looking bloodshot stare]

Sweaters?

[ineuphony]

Uh-huh! [she pulls out the uglies.]

These right here.

[astranomy]

[welp, Hill House; Hill House with the big scary man-eating plants plus the eerie atmosphere; yep Trillian lives here now]

[she really hopes someone's at the door this time; lots of knocking all the time but no one's ever there]

[opening the door sloooowly and carefully while hiding behind it and peering out...]

Someone there?

[ineuphony]

...? Trillian? Is that you?

[astranomy]

[ok, she knows that voice]

[peeking out to stand in the doorway]

Maka?

[ineuphony]

Hey! I didn't know you lived here.