Gathering Post - Christmas Eve Party

[londoncallingmods]

Merry Christmas!

You are invited to celebrate the season with Finlay Flynn and Willy Silver.

 

When: Christmas Eve (5pm – Midnight)

Where: Making the Modern World - The Science Museum

RSVP: By Email (SBMNGR@ldnmgmt893.co.uk) Before 19/12

 

Upon entry you'll be given a ticket for one free drink. All drinks after that are 5 each. There will also be a free buffet in the dining area.

 

Dress code: Casual, but tidy please!

 

Raffle: Come wearing a festive sweater and you will automatically be entered into a raffle to win a 65 inch TV.

 

Donate: Bring three tins of canned food to be donated to the local food bank, and receive an extra drink ticket.

Look forward to: A live DJ, live music, an appearance by Santa, gift bags with deluxe swag, and the company of old and new friends!

 

(OTA! Happy holidays! If you know Fin, Willy, Phouka, or Winter, feel free to assume they gave you an invite. If not, you can say your pup got an invite through a friend of a friend, someone who knows someone, ect. It IS invite over (no gate crashing pups please, Fin's a giver and would want everyone to feel included), but the pups hosting the party are pretty active and I believe they know almost everyone in the game. And the people they don't know surely know people who do. Even if you only met them once, you got an invite somehow! This gathering post is open all week, and beyond!)

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[phouka]

"Are you sure? Did you see him last year?" he asked. He had not seen, he had been asleep.

[winter_wisp]

"No," Winter scowled.

[phouka]

"Then why do you think the prince tells fibs?" Phouka pressed.

[winter_wisp]

"Because I saw the mortals talking about it on telly, " Winter huffed. "Santa is a fib. "

[phouka]

"Faeries are not real, either, " the Phouka pointed out. "Perhaps it is the television that tells fibs."

[winter_wisp]

Winter considered that, nodded, then frowned. ”No, he is a lie.”

[phouka]

"All right. If that is what you believe," he said. He wasn't going to push the idea of Santa when Winter seemed so set against it.

[winter_wisp]

"We should catch him, Fae Willy. leaving gifts," Winter whispered.

[phouka]

"How should we do that?" Phouka asked.

[winter_wisp]

"With a trap," Winter replied. "We will drop a net on him! Like in cartoons."

[phouka]

"I do not think things from cartoons work in this world...do they?" Phouka asked.

[winter_wisp]

Winter only shrugged. He was a pixie, after all, not a scientist.

[phouka]

"I imagine we could try. It would be funny if we could catch him," he said then, willing to play Winter's game.

[winter_wisp]

"We can stay up all night waiting for him, " the pixie grinned.

[phouka]

"I am certain I can think of all sorts of ways to keep you awake as we wait," Phouka replied.

[winter_wisp]

"We can play go Go Fish!" Winter chirped. "I will slaughter you at Go Fish," he added in an unsettlingly serious tone.

[phouka]

"We can play cards," he nodded. "I was thinking of snogging you to keep you awake," he said, flashing a smile.

[winter_wisp]

"Oh. ...I like kissing. I like kissing more than I like winning at Go Fish," Winter purred.

[phouka]

"Then we shall have cards and kisses and prince-catching...or Santa catching. Either way we will stay up all night until we know."Phouka said, then kissed him softly.

[winter_wisp]

Winter squeaked in excitement, nodding and smiling brightly.

"Yes! It will be good and fun, and tomorrow we will have presents."

[phouka]

"I have many presents for you. Do you have anything for me?" Phouka asked.

[winter_wisp]

"Maybe," Winter replied with an impish grin. "I bought many things for Winter, but I also bought things for Phouka."

[phouka]

"I look forward to your gifts. I treasure everything you have given to me, my favourite," he replied.

[winter_wisp]

"You deserve only good and wonderful things," Winter said, growing serious- Before getting distracted by a passing tray of cakes.

"Oh! More sweets! I just need one. Two maybe? ...Many," he decided, slipping away and chasing after the man with the tray. He didn't even bother to say goodbye- After all, he would see Phouka again soon.