Merry Whatever (video post - open - for December 25th)

[skintoskin]

[Neil looks pensive, which makes him look older than his years. Or maybe it's just his eyes when he has this expression, having experienced more crap in his short life than anyone should. Still, he's taking a swig from a beer bottle and he seems comfortable, curled up in a cushy chair.]

It was almost Christmas when I first came here. It wasn't Christmas here, but it was back home. I hadn't done any shopping then and I haven't done any now. It's been... Shit, how long has it been?


Oh, fuck it...


Anyway, Merry Christmas or... whatever you celebrate. If you don't celebrate anything holiday-like, have a beer to... to celebrate being alive. Yeah.

[And he has another swig of his beer.]

Comments

[livingmyths]

It's been a long time.

I'm sorry, Neil. I like it here, but I know not everyone does.

[skintoskin]

Hey, Rain. It feels like for fuckin' ever.

It isn' t even really here, but Christmas, you know?

[livingmyths]

I never really had Christmas so much back home.

My dad hated it. Or it might just have been because he didn't like me.

When I was little-little I sort of remember a tree - all sparkly and pretty with lights.

[skintoskin]

Yeah. Tree and lights. I remember that when I was a kid, too.

[livingmyths]

Do you have a tree and lights at your apartment?

I don't have one at my house, but I like to look at them through the windows in the City.

[skintoskin]

Nah. Didn't bother.

[livingmyths]

Do you look at them through the windows?

I think I'm going to go look around the City tonight and see them if you want to come with me.

so sorry, reality...

[skintoskin]

[Through the...]

Yeah, I guess I did.

[He shrugs,]

I could, sure. Beats sitting around here.

Re: so sorry, reality...

[livingmyths]

Oh, that would be fun!

[He could probably almost hear Rain clasping her hands in delight.]

We'll have a good time, Neil, and after maybe we can stop and have hot chocolate to warm up!

so sorry, reality...

[skintoskin]

[He can hear her, yes. :)]

Sure, why not? Merry Christmas, Rain.

:)

[livingmyths]

Merry Christmas, Neil!

:)

[skintoskin]

[ooc: And done? :)]

Re: :)

[livingmyths]

[ooc: Sounds good!]

Re: :)

[skintoskin]

[ooc: Neil will miss Rain...]

Re: :)

[livingmyths]

[ooc: She's going to miss him too.]

Re: :)

[skintoskin]

[ooc: Is she going home?]

Re: :)

[livingmyths]

[ooc: No. I couldn't do that to her, couldn't send her back to that place after being in the City and happy for so long. So... dunno.]

so sorry, been in and out of hospital...

[skintoskin]

[ooc: Have you decided what will happen with Rain yet?]

Oh no! So sorry! Hope you're feeling better!

[livingmyths]

[ooc: She is going to find a door with Arthur Pendragon behind it and go there.]

So backdated

[anunluckypenny]

[What should people who are dead have a beer for? Not that that's important, of course.]

Merry Christmas to you too, Neil.

Are you doing anything for the holidays?

So not a problem...

[skintoskin]

[He brightens a bit to see you. Dead or not, you're his friend.]

Pens! Hey. Merry Christmas, yeah. Thanks.

I'm... having a beer...?

[anunluckypenny]

Okay, but what're you doing besides drinking beer? Because that doesn't exactly a holiday make.

so sorry, reality...

[skintoskin]

Uh...

[The pause is a bit too long. He's trying to think of something, but...]

Having another beer?

it's cool!

[anunluckypenny]

If you get tired of beer, you know you're totally welcome to swing by the Welcome Center, right?

you are awesome!

[skintoskin]

Yeah, sure. You got a tree and punch and all that shit?

[He sounds excited, not sarcastic. He's comfortable with Penny and figures, why not go?]

[anunluckypenny]

Yep! There's a tree, a ham, pie, lights, everything. It's kind of cheesy, but it doesn't feel like Christmas without all of the cheesy stuff.

[skintoskin]

I can handle cheesy stuff, Pens. Sometimes.