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number47grey:
Luca, decked out in his finest black on black for the new year, snickered. “I know. I played hero. Please send me my thank you note in the mail, I love getting mail.”
“And here I thought I was going to be able to enjoy my last few drinks of the year with some peace and quiet,” Sera couldn’t help but notice how well he cleaned up, “Who’re you all dressed up for?”
elissaxboyonav:
“I did what I could,” Elissa solemnly sighed, sinking onto the stool with a weary, exhausted sigh. Dear Lord, why had she signed up for a double at the club? Was she stupid? “I’ll have what she is having. Thanks.”
“No offense but, I don’t really peg you to be the type that could cause a whole lot of real trouble even if you wanted to,” Sera said, eyeing the brunette as she managed onto the stool next to her, “Santa bring you everything you wanted this year?”
calvinxgallagher:
“I wanted to wait until you got home, dearie. Why deny you all that fun?”
“Thank god I didn’t dare to hold my breath,” Sera responded, clearly unamused. “What all did you get into this Christmas?”
liaxralley:
“My tab,” Lia instructed the bartender as she took the spot next to Sera. A small smile, gentle hand to Sera’s arm, and she gave her order. “You were missed.”
“I figured I would be at least by one person,” Sera said with a slight grin, her shoulder nudging ever so gently into Lia’s. “So, to get the serious shit out of the way - everything went smoothly the last two weeks?”
“Just a few short hours until its the new year and I’ have to say, I’m shocked the town didn’t burn to a crisp while I was away. I’ll take another round, make it a double this time, thanks.”
kylexkane:
Kyle didn’t have the patience for the holiday’s–or enough kindness to find any merit in something like a Christmas carnival. It just opened too many doors for problems and he perched on a rooftop, watching with a rifle strapped to his back. “Humbug,” he muttered as sleigh bells seemed to plagued every corner.
“I’m startin’ to think somethin is in the water that’s only takin’ effect on men in this town...” Sera said, brow cocked, “Please tell me you at least pretend to give a shit around your girl.”
toccara-maitland:
“I just…” Cara sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. “I really need to find a sled. A wooden sled. Not a plastic one, not a saucer. A sled.”
“I can’t say I’ve ever seen someone looked so distressed over somethin’ so simple before...”
number47grey:
“Worst fucking idea.” Luca grumbled, stepping off the float and readjusting his hat. Sweating was just natural—but the fur-like clothing was killing him. So much so, he pulled the longer, whiter beard off—leaving his own gruff beard—and tossed it into the nearest garbage as he walked by. Pulling at the front of his shirt, popping the buttons and leaving it undone, his skin began to cool down. Now all he needed to do was be a bad Santa, and find the nearest bar.
“If it means you takin’ off the rest of that costume...” Seraphina had no shame in staring, “I’d be easily convinced to agree.”
roxana-bennett:
“In my defense–I merely thought it was an innocent dancing Santa. I did not turn him around to check out his buttocks. Or maybe I did. I wanted to lighten your spirits, Seraphina.”
“Wow, Rox. I feel so betrayed. Takin’ advantage of me with that innocent face of yours... tsk tsk. Payback’s a bitch, lady.”
cheyenne-turner:
“Charming, but I don’t do Christmas, Pembroke. Bah, humbug and all that shit.”
“I mean, technically what you just did right there is a Christmas reference so... but yeah... I get what you mean.”
kendallxkane:
Kendall strutted forward. “You’re lucky I went for that one instead of the other, waving a helicopter dick. That one was more my style than yours.”
“Consider yourself lucky for havin’ that pretty face of yours, Kane,” Sera said, smirking lightly. “Try it again, though, and I will have your head to mount on my wall,” She was only joking... sort of.
ilianastjames:
Iliana wasn’t trying to be nervous. She wasn’t trying to be cold, or caught off. She was just—understanding the world around her. Stretching herself too thin was the only option to keep people, and selfishly keep those she needed inside. Looking up, she made the mental note to remember the Christmas lights back at home. “I’m hoping so. After everything—“ Outward in town and personally in her relationships—it made the brunette rub her temples slowly. “I need this year to end on a high note but—“ Iliana wondered how to phrase her next question. “There’s nothing? At—at all?”
“If there’s one thing this entire town will agree on, it’s that we need the year to end on a high note,” Sera agreed. “Nope. Everythin’ we have is all circumstantial. Nothin’ but speculation.” It made her blood boil just thinking about it. “We’ll see what this Christmas Carnival brings about though.”
cheyenne-turner:”
“You should rip the sucker’s head off and stake it. Really make a statement.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Maybe I will. Put a bow on it and give it to you as a Christmas present. It’d make for a real nice decoration in the bar.”
“Whoever put this dancing Santa on my desk with a butt flap that drops down every time someone walks by is about to find themselves with a broken neck...”
number47grey:
There was a Cheshire cat grin to his expression as she stomped and skidded her way to where he sat oh-so-proudly. Feet still kicked up, shrug an coolness to his words. Unfazed and unmoving, he propped and linked fingers behind his head, half-shrug. “You don’t need to breathe if you’re a vampire—and when did you get so ghetto? Boy? Are you going to spew off Beyonce lyrics now?”
“I bet you’d get a good laugh out of that, huh,” she said snidely. In one swift movement, Sera’s foot found itself tipping back her chair, sending Luca toppling over the back end of it. In that same moment, she dashed forward, catching him by his shirt collar before he hit the ground - he certainly outweighed her but with the strength she encompassed, she had no problem holding him just a few centimeters off the ground, “Next time, I will let your ass hit the ground,” She smirked, tugging him up to his feet with ease. “Now, what do you want?”
petrovskyalpha:
“Is that a challenge?” Natalya prodded, cocking a brow to the now-familiar brunette before her. Lifting the teacup to her lips, she sipped slowly, grinning cheekily over the brim before setting the cup down once more. “What brings you in here? Surely not solely seeking my company.”
“Only if you want it to be,” Sera grinned. “Eh, there are worse people I could be spending my afternoon with,” It was a sad truth. “I just wanted to talk about the Christmas Carnival. The Chief briefed us on the security protocol but I was wondering if you had anything else in mind with regards to extra precautions. The last thing we need is a repeat situation of you know what.”
ilianastjames:
Iliana was startled—and when unfocused—so was the spell. The rippling that had been raising through the air now turned to vivid and shattering glass—shards began to fell but her hands flew above her head, turning them all into sand, and watching it bellow away with the gentle breeze. Hand to her chest, the moment of panic setting her at a quick rate, she raised them once more. “Some people here don’t think I’m doing my job—I don’t want that to be the case…” Even in her sort-spoken way, Iliana was ultimately a marshmallow. The ripple began again, using the ability of her additional power, and finally was able to focus on Sera’s words. “I’m not, I’m just—a little troubled. It’s not easy trying to keep this place protected when new people are filtering in now and then..” With the motion of magic moving on its own, she half-smiled in Sera’s direction. “How’re you?”
Sera took note of Iliana’s jitters; it was worrisome to see but Sera’s faith remained nonetheless. “Ignore the naysayers, Iliana. You’re doing fine,” Sera meant what she said, “Just don’t stretch yourself too thin. As for me, well, I’d be remiss in my duties if I didn’t voice my concerns about everything we have planned for the Christmas Carnival. I just want to see this town end the year on a high note and given the fact we still haven’t figured out who committed those murders...”