+ Now the Jingle Hop has begun [OPEN] +

[vitaelamorte.livejournal.com]

Who: Everyone [OPEN]
Where The Ballroom
When: December 18th, 6PM-midnight (oocly however long you want to keep logging)
Rating: Well gosh, that really depends on you folks and how you behave, doesn’t it? I’m going to tentatively guess PG-13 though.
Summary: The mansion's decided to throw you all a party out of the goodness of its heart. You know, if it has one. This is the open log for the Jingle Bell Rock portion of the event!
the Story:

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air.

What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That's the jingle bell,
That's the jingle bell,
That's the jingle bell rock.

The ballroom is decorated extravagantly for the occasion, with all of the same sorts garland and holly and lights covering the rest of the mansion, at the moment. There is another tree at the far side of the room as well, though not nearly the size of the one in the front hall, decorated in a very classy white. From the ceiling, fake snow is falling from somewhere that can’t quite be seen, but it does not seem to gather on the floor more than a flake or two.

There are tables with chairs to one side, near a table filled with delicious food and beverages of all kinds, from wine to wassail to eggnog and more. The rest of the space is reserved for dancing.

We could tell you that the mansion is going to force you to dance forever and ever or something, perhaps until your feet fall off, but we won’t. Gosh, you’re all so suspicious. I mean really. The party-goers may wonder at first, some entering very suspicious of the mansion’s intentions, but it will quickly become apparent that for once…for once, it doesn’t seem to be a trap.

So giddy-up, jingle horse, pick up your feet and jingle around the clock. You can even go mix and mingle in the jingling feet. That’s the Jingle Bell Rock!

Comments

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

Obviously.

Fortunately, he thinks better of saying I assumed someone that smart had to be male and goes with "...I didn't think about it."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

That was probably a very smart choice on your part, Gokudera. A very, very smart choice.

"Oh."

So, ANY CONVERSATION THAT ISN'T ABOUT NAOTO BEING A GIRL PLEASE.

"A-Are, um, are you enjoying yourself?" Truth be told, she's pretty sure Gokudera is enjoying himself as much as she is. But, eh. Topic changing is a serious business.

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

Gokudera's fine with that. He's currently having to decide if he should do a complete overhaul of his horribly misogynistic way of thinking or just mentally make Naoto an honorary boy and be done with it. And really, he doesn't care enough to give it that much thought.

"No. I hate shit like this."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

Honorary boy, honorary boy oh god please honorary boy. FORGET THIS MOMENT EVER HAPPENED.

"As do I. It's almost as if the Mansion is attempting some sort of apology for all the trials we've endured lately.

Though, it's doing a very poor job of it."

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

"It almost makes last year seem preferable."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

While she wasn't there to experience it, based on her inquisitioning everyone ever, she had a basic idea.

"I can only hope that this is the worst Wonderland will get. For now, of course."

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

Some of that information may or may not have come from him. Since he takes lots of notes. More notes than anyone ever needs to take.

"It can always get worse."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

Probably.

SIGH. "I worry how Wonderland will interpret St. Nicholas." because. seriously.

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

...That thought makes him pause. Because yeah. Seriously.

"...It couldn't be worse than the Jabberwocky."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

"Please don't jinx it."

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

He snorts, but nods. Again, it can always get worse.

"Y'know, you don't have to hide out over here."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

"I've tried to escape nine times now." This is fact.

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

"I mean, you could try enjoying it."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

"..."







"This isn't my sort of, um, thing."

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

"It's not mine either." Definitely, definitely not. "But it's either make the best of it, or hate every minute of your life until this place gets rid of you."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

"..." She knows he's right, but verbally conceding is a bit too much of a pride breaker. So she frowns instead. The best option.

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

He shrugs--it took him a long time to give in to that, too--and starts to move off in another direction.

"See you around."

[detectiveace.livejournal.com]

What would Souji Seta do? What would Souji Seta do what would Souji Seta do what would Souji Seta---

"W-Wait!" It's unnecessarily loud. Awkwardly so. In a form of over compensation, when she next speaks, it's too quiet.

"Good conversa--" And then again in a more confident (not by much) manner: "Good conversation is a thing to enjoy, I suppose." Because, hey. Gokudera's one of the few super smart people here.

[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

Gokudera turns back to her, surprised by the outburst. Then he laughs, possibly the first time he's done so in Naoto's presence.

"No fucking kidding." Especially in a place like this.