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[nymeriarya]

[Arya's still not used to her hair constantly being in bouncy ringlets, but she's dealing. What she's really not used to dealing with, though, are all the changes on the island, visual-wise.

She's walking towards the park, and everywhere, all the trees are covered in shining metal and candles. Red and green ornaments are everywhere, and someone's hung plants from doorways. She's never seen anything like it before in her life.

Even in the park, there's ribbon and twinkling metal strung to decorate as far as the eye can see. She opens her communicator, just to see if anyone's said anything new. Not yet.

This much, though, she has figured out - Arya does enjoy to play on the swings. She sits down on one of them and pushes her legs back and forth, moving the swing forward and backwards a little bit. She presses a button in on her mirror, sending a new video of herself out.]

Why is the island decorated in metal and lights? All these changes are going on suddenly. I don't know what's going on at all...

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[vongolastorm]

[Silly little mistletoe.

Have a bomber scrutinizing up at the plant suddenly decorating the front entrance. He hasn't been home for a while since he'd decided to go on an extended vacation at the local pub for the past...

Well, does it even matter how long he's been away? No, it doesn't. He just hasn't been around and that's basically that. A slender brow arches skeptically at the ornament, reaching up to bat at it with his finger. It's not like he's never seen one of these before; rather, it's just completely out of place considering the people who actually lives here.

He knows the entire "Winter Wonderland" theme has everything to do with the Rulers, but it still feels so peculiar seeing it at his place. Chewing idly on the cigarette dangling haphazardly at the corner of his mouth, he pushes open the door to the house, instantly freezing in his spot at what his eyes beholds. He feels his cig slip from its place between his lips to the frigid floor beneath as disbelief and incredulity rolls into one.] Fuck.

[Only a single word can accurately express the state in which his once simplistic home has become: festive. He grinds the already put out roll further into the ground, leaning against the frame of the entryway in a defeated sigh.] I'm not nearly drunk enough for this. [A hand tucks into the pocket of his pants as his mind went back to the days when Christmas was something to look forward to. It was a considerably brief period of time now that he's honestly thinking about it. Just those few years after he'd met the Tenth.

But, after the Boss had "died", he's stopped celebrating it again. Funny how that works. Scritching at the back of his neck, he lulls his head to the side for a moment, narrowing his eyes. Okay, enough with the trip down memory lane. What should he do now? He hasn't shown his face here in weeks, maybe even months. He guesses he can either turn back around and trek back to the Fluffy Duckling or he can face the storm that undoubtedly awaits him.

The former doesn't sound bad at all. But, sadly, the latter is the one he can no longer postpone. Taking in a deep breath, he graciously lets his presence be known in a very, very loud and flat tone.]

HIBIRD, I'M HOOOOOOOOOOOOME. [Of course he sends his greeting to the bird. Of course.]

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[meitori]

Well, this is very festive.

[Yuuta is going around his house, inside and out, and adjusting the decorations. He considered it a little over done, and thus, there is a pile of decorations, all of them laid out flat and sorted by what they are. Mostly it is mistletoe, but there are streamers, piles on tinsel, and more.]

If anyone would like these decorations, I can meet you somewhere or you could come here. If anyone needs to know, I am in the Rose District, unit nine.

Also, has anyone noticed the abundance of small fires?