professionalweirdo

As was tradition, Watts and Steven had arrived at their hotel room yesterday and indulged in the strawberries and champagne that Watts had arranged to be there. Earlier today there had been snowshoeing and skating, and now they were changing out of outdoor clothes and in to something more appropriate for dinner, even if that dinner was just in their hotel room (also tradition).

"The clouds look like they've cleared some," Watts noted, peering out the window. "Perhaps we will get to see the Northern Lights after all."

[ooc: for the husband, and NFB due to distance.]

my_own_advocate

The Cape Rouge had sat in Fandom's harbor for a long while now. Duke had been kidnapped from or with his boat by Haven too many times, and so taking her out had often felt dangerous. But those times were over, now. And so on Christmas Day, they finally faced the risk dead in the eye and took the ship out onto open sea.

Lucifer had made sure their fridge, freezer and hold was stuffed to the gills with food and drinks. They wouldn't have to come to shore for at least a week. The ship itself had gained more than its fair share of fairy lights, carpets and comforts, too.

This was going to be a romantic getaway without calamities. The multiverse owed them all that much.

[[ open for two and some date-related ocd... ]]

deathsmajesty

The air still smelled faintly of cinnamon (the only reason she'd known it had been a Fandom thing was because Ignis had finished his holiday baking already), the snow was a fluffy white blanket on the ground and the trees, and Liliana sipped her coffee, just admiring the outside. She was a cosmopolitan girl at heart, she loved the pulse and rhythm and excitement of cities...but there was something about a snow-covered forest that just tugged at her heart.

(She knew exactly what it was, the Caligo had left an indelible mark on her heart the same way her family had, but, shh, we didn't speak of such things if we could help it.)

In a little bit, she'd have to get up and get ready for the arrival of the ~~handwavily invited~~ guests coming over for Christmas dinner, but for right now, she was going to enjoy the small pleasures of a delicious cup of coffee, a room that smelled of pine, the warmth of Ignis and ignis both, and the sight of a veritable winter wonderland outside her window.

[Enh, up early for the holiday. If folks are around and feel like playing, feel free to drop 'em in!]

gospel_of_oblivion

Illyana had...been going to classes. Even after everything. She had made it a few weeks into the semester, had started eating again besides just the bare necessities when her body forced her, started coming out of her room, instead of staring at the wall for hours on end, in a mechanical sort of way. As if she intellectually knew what she had to do to keep people from causing a fuss, but there had been no heart in it.

( And then she had felt the shield around the Dallas of Earth-18133 shatter, as every alarm spell she had cast on the place went off at once. )

Quietly, as the snow fell, the sign on the outside of her door quietly shimmered, changing over from 'The Sorceress is: OUT" to "The Sorceress is: IN."

okteiviakom

It was the second-to-last Sunday of the year, and likely the last Sunday night date night of the year. Maybe that could've called for something special, in a fancy kind of way, but Octavia had felt like it called for something comfortable. Soft clothes and easy food. The island appeared the agree with the former, what with the freely provided snuggies - not that Octavia was currently wearing hers, but she was definitely going to keep it, likely much to the delight of her partners.

As for the food, she'd ordered in from a Greek restaurant and bakery on the mainland. It was a little heavy on the pita and the dips and spreads, and also various little pastries that were more on the dessert side of things - but what was more comfortable than finger food? Especially when you had a good coffee table to spread it all out on while lounging on the couch.

Well, lounging mostly on the couch, slightly on Lucifer's lap. As you do. "I'm not getting in your way, right?" Octavia rasped, as she leaned lazily (by Octavia standards) towards the table to pick up another bit of pita.

[ooc: For the one, duh. ETA: NSFW!]

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Pyramid Lake Lodge, Jasper Alberta, Wednesday Evening

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