12-26-2018, 01:57 PM
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Christmas was a time of joy, and a speck of warmth that Orpheus had been missing. His first experience with winter had been a miserable one, the cold wind slicing through his fur and straight into his skin, but he had only suffered through a few frost-bitten nights before ending up sleeping between broad shoulders, his body tucked into a worn hood. At the time, he had never thought that his life would end up in that same range of miserable ever again. But one year later and he's curled up missing what he used to have. Maybe being here was going to be good for him, even if it wasn't for the reasons he had originally expected. He'd had a chance to be festive for someone other than his lonely self. Wrapping presents, searching for things to give. Research was more fun than he had expected, however creepy that sounded. It meant that he could get to know people in a quiet kind of way, no closeness needed. Even if he wanted to curl up with someone and laugh about the holidays, this was a good start.
Though the lion himself is nowhere to be found, there are stockings leaning against the door to every room, carefully labeled with the names of their intended owner. They shared similar qualities throughout — sweets and other little items, puzzles and games, and everyone got a journal — but the top of each was unique. Orpheus hadn't been here long enough to know everyone perfectly, just a dozen small facts. It was enough for the moment. All he wanted was for people to smile a little.
[ you can ask what orpheus would have gotten for your character or you can make some stuff up yourself! his gifts would mostly be stuff that he's seen your characters do or enjoy, like hot chocolate mix for keyne and movies for clarence. ambroise got a cactus though, there's no escaping that. ]
Christmas was a time of joy, and a speck of warmth that Orpheus had been missing. His first experience with winter had been a miserable one, the cold wind slicing through his fur and straight into his skin, but he had only suffered through a few frost-bitten nights before ending up sleeping between broad shoulders, his body tucked into a worn hood. At the time, he had never thought that his life would end up in that same range of miserable ever again. But one year later and he's curled up missing what he used to have. Maybe being here was going to be good for him, even if it wasn't for the reasons he had originally expected. He'd had a chance to be festive for someone other than his lonely self. Wrapping presents, searching for things to give. Research was more fun than he had expected, however creepy that sounded. It meant that he could get to know people in a quiet kind of way, no closeness needed. Even if he wanted to curl up with someone and laugh about the holidays, this was a good start.
Though the lion himself is nowhere to be found, there are stockings leaning against the door to every room, carefully labeled with the names of their intended owner. They shared similar qualities throughout — sweets and other little items, puzzles and games, and everyone got a journal — but the top of each was unique. Orpheus hadn't been here long enough to know everyone perfectly, just a dozen small facts. It was enough for the moment. All he wanted was for people to smile a little.
[ you can ask what orpheus would have gotten for your character or you can make some stuff up yourself! his gifts would mostly be stuff that he's seen your characters do or enjoy, like hot chocolate mix for keyne and movies for clarence. ambroise got a cactus though, there's no escaping that. ]
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I HAVE TROUBLES EVERY DAY BUT IT TURNS OUT FINE
[div style="font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;color:black;margin-top:-5px;margin-bottom:5px;"]｢ ❝ it turns out fine, and i fight to keep them all away ❞ | [color=black]biography – [color=black]tags ｣