Christmas

[youthfulsmile]

[OOC: All journal entries from this point are for Mayfield only. If you're not a member of that game, please defriend this journal.]

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[Anyway, Malik has built a giant snowball. He's been building it for the last week, actually, unable to settle on a specific height. Not having snow on Filgara [except for the tips of Yggdrasil's surrounding

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[nameofexorcist]

[He just looks at the giant snowball for a moment maybe he can melt it with his glare]

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[youthfulsmile]

[Malik notices Kresnik's stare, and he shrugs.]

Hey, hey.

Don't look so stern. [He taps the snowball.] Besides, it won't come loose and carry you down the road, you know.

[nameofexorcist]

The current road doesn't have enough slope to carry the snowball down.

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[youthfulsmile]

[Kresnik sadly has no sense of humour.]

[4thdimensnskrt]

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What are you even doing, Malik. Making a giant snowball? Seriously?]

[youthfulsmile]

[Everyone else was making snowmen. It's good to be distinctive, and the droned kids kept bugging him to make -something-]

[There's also personal reasons that make it a good distraction, but those are none of Maya's business.]

[4thdimensnskrt]

[Oh, really, now.]

What are you even doing?

[youthfulsmile]

Creating. Though such things are of no importance, a little bit of fun in the day makes everything better.

[airgetlamh_bv2]

[Jet also stands there and... stares. Tries to muffle a sneeze behind his scarf. Not his Drifter's scarf. Just a plain grey one over his long coat. Bankers dress so stodgy, don't they? But at least it's warm...]

...What are you doing? [ACHOO!]