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glocksuke2021-12-11 12:11 pm
alittlefuninstead) wrote in glocksuke2021-12-11 12:11 pm
Jingle Mingle...2
Some of you may be used to this by now. For some of you, this may be your very first time being swept away in a flurry of snowflakes. (Though some of you may have been particularly naughty and were shoved into a burlap sack before disappearing into the storm.) As usual, it seems as though the time for bloodshed has passed and when you open your eyes you're greeted with...
...a ski lodge.
Worry not! This isn't the lodge Krampus had taken residence in but it's a rather large and cozy getaway. You may even find that your clothes have changed into something holiday-appropriate for the occasion. It seems as though someone has gone around decking the halls with boughs of holly, lights strewn along the walls, Christmas trees in large corners, and plenty of food and drink to go around. (Yes, this includes alcohol. Please do try to be responsible though, hm?)
Similarly, some of you may recognize the frosty patterns that lightly dust the walls and surfaces and the usual staff and their assistants are back in action. Should you require anything, you may ask one of them and they'll be at your service!
The lodge has plenty of rooms filled with furniture, fireplaces, games and more. And for those of you feeling a little more adventurous, you may venture outdoors. To the left there's a sprawling garden with gazebos, firepits, flowers and lit topiary displays. To the right, you may follow the path down to a hot spring. And straight ahead? There's the path leading you right to a rental shack holding skis, snowboards and snow mobiles.
This almost seems...quaint, doesn't it? And perhaps it's a little too easy, but you should know by now everything comes with a price.
Sprigs of mistletoe are pinned up in every doorway once again, bright red bows and dustings of frost lingering around them. Don't try to escape to the outdoors to avoid it! Ice sculptures appear in every direction each decorated with the mystical plant. You could try to avoid it, really, but avoiding it too long will earn a chilly breath of air directly in your ear as you're pushed straight into the nearest person. Wouldn't you rather choose on your own?
Well! The choice is yours, and you might want to make it fast. There's no way out without paying the kiss tax, after all.
[ooc: it's mgcu time! this mingle is open to characters from the following:
reapsody, grimmoired, plasmatio, subdivided, thotordie, bluesclues, tropicalgetaway, notagain, redactable, snowend, 7rings, seasonality, and chasma!
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This is absolutely tragic for Lan Wangji though because Wei Wuxian may have a different set of skin clothes now, but he's still the same terribly avoidant person on the inside. He likes... none of this!! Not thinking back on the last few days before the Wens showed just how brutal and horrific they could be, not thinking about the road ahead of this Lan Wangji, not thinking about Jiang Cheng or what happened to him, all of the pain he received in return for trying to do good.
So he just REACHES OUT and pats Lan Wangji's shoulder emphatically, shaking his head.]
Ah, yes, yes, that Wen Chao... [GOOD NIGHT WEN CHAO, YOU LITTLE SHIT. Sometimes you regret a lot but you don't really regret feeding a man his own legs.] No! Rather, not in that moment. The Wens - well. [WAVING HIS OTHER HAND NOW?!] Well, we all know how they... are. [Were.
...]
— Like I said! That's a conversation for another time. Do you know how many years are between us, now? More than just a handful! More than two handfuls! I'm ancient now, you know! Don't make an old man recount the stories of his youth after being stuffed so unkindly into a burlap sack. I haven't even been able to enjoy a full cup of hot chocolate yet. And you - what sort of misfortune ended up spiriting you away to a place like this, anyway?
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It's an automatic reaction to jerk away from the touch--he'd let down his walls somewhat in the cave, but that was a completely different scenario. He still looks concerned, but predictably, it morphs into that usual displeasure(?) at Wei Wuxian's antics. STOP RAMBLING ABOUT BEING ANCIENT this is no different than rolling around on the floor whining about being unable to take a discipline board. GOD. He doesn't even register the "burlap sack" comment as anything more than typical Wei Wuxian nonsense.
He doesn't want to change subjects so quickly, and he might very well circle back to this later--but he'll permit it for now, if only because he wants Wei Wuxian's answer to the same question he's being asked. He'd heard a brief mention of a "camp" last time he was here, but he hadn't stuck around long enough to learn much more than that, and since (if?) this is truly Wei Wuxian, he should be able to provide more insight.
Still, he was asked first, so--]
School.
[That's. Succinct. Classic oatmeal.]
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Anyway he will absolutely NOT stop being dramatic over stupid things, thanks!! He's having a great time being useless, full of loud complaints and watching Lan Wangji act and behave in a way that just brings on both strong nostalgia and the fond urge to bully. It's only the fact that they're dealing with MURDER GAMES and all that he sets aside said urge for now...
Also because he's confused as fuck for a second, and it reflects on his face. HEWWO.]
What? School? I know you're studious, but really...! Ah - oh, unless that's your answer. Oh dear, the reticence of it all... [SIGHING AND PLACING A HAND ON HIS FOREHEAD DRAMATICALLY.] School! School. Not a camp or an island or a cruise ship - especially not a cruise ship, I hope?
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No. [He can answer the question, at least, since he does know what a ship is. His eyes narrow slightly at Wei Wuxian's CONTINUED DRAMATICS but for now he doesn't say anything.] We were pulled into a story that sought completion. Approximately 46 of us. Four were present before our arrival. They served as guides.
[K...ind of. It's a long, heh, story. Lan Wangji's expression shifts a little, then, cautious.]
You were... at a camp?
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Anyway, though Wei Wuxian keeps the exterior of his buoyant and obnoxious demeanor firmly intact, it'd be clear to anyone who knows him that the gears are already turning in his little noggin as he churns this information over, mind immediately racing to fifty different places at once.]
Mmm, yes, that's about average, I think. The number and the, ah, "guides". I've even heard of a place that had a bit of a storybook-y background to it, too! Funny, that.
[FUNNY, he says, like they didn't all collectively experience very traumatic things. Anyway, he just waves a hand.]
Cruise first, camp later. Also a long story! But it was around the same number and the camp had three who arrived before the rest of us.
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But, hold on.]
You went to two places?
[HE DOESN'T LIKE THAT? HE DOESN'T LIKE THAT. How is he supposed to stop worrying when Wei Wuxian keep saying concerning things!!!]
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Yes, yes! Two places. A few of us did, actually! You see, we ended up whisked away into something of a pocket dimension created by our horrible little demon child that we collectively gave birth to with our combined misery from the other pocket dimensions we'd been fussing around in. Only some of us were still conscious, though! About forty, as usual, hah.
[WELL. Well. ...Well. Like, he's not wrong. ANYWAY MOVING ON.]
What sort of fine creature was behind your storybook adventure, then?