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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[winter_wisp]

"Because they just are," Winter replied. "It's my jumper, I get to decide."

[phouka]

"Fair enough, my lovely little one. I will take that for an answer."

For his part he wore an emerald brocade waistcoat over a crisply pressed white shirt and black trousers. His hair was gathered back and tied with a matching green ribbon. He was quite understated...for him.

[winter_wisp]

Winter smiled, pushing up onto the very tips of his toes and kissing the Phouka lightly on the lips.

"You look very handsome tonight, my Phouka mine. Are you charming all the mortals and taking their hearts?"

[phouka]

"Hardly," he laughed. "I have only been slipping money into pockets and eating my fill," he said. "I have not even had a drink, just in case the prince calls on me again for a task."

[winter_wisp]

"But it's Yule! It's Christmas! You should be free to play... With me though, just me," Winter grinned.

[phouka]

"Just you? You greedy little pixie," he teased, pulling Winter close and nuzzling his neck. "Only you," he repeated, but a soft agreement.

[winter_wisp]

"I am greedy," Winter grinned, sounding far too proud of that fact.

[phouka]

"I will give you all you want, you naughty thing," Phouka laughed softly. "Oh, Winter, you make me so happy. Laughter is easy when I am with you."

[winter_wisp]

"You spoil me, and I like it," Winter said, grinning again as he hugged Phouka and then pulled away to start dancing again.

[phouka]

Phouka simply couldn't bring himself to dance the same way. So he stood with arms folded and watched Winter wriggle and bounce, a bright smile on his face.

What he'd give for a waltz. He'd show the pixie how to dance then.

[winter_wisp]

Winter continued dancing until the song changed, then grinned as he slung his arms around the Phouka.

"You stopped dancing."

[phouka]

"I was watching you," he said. The next song was slower- not a waltz but one good for dancing close. Phouka put his arms around Winter and began to sway and turn him in a much more intimate dance.

"And now I am dancing," he smiled. "With you. Which is all I wanted."

[winter_wisp]

Winter giggled, wrapping his arms around Phouka and dancing with him.

"I like it," he said softly.

[phouka]

"I cannot wait to take you home and put you to bed tonight. I understand a fat elf will be bringing presents for us tonight," he said.

[winter_wisp]

"No," Winter said firmly. "Santa is a lie. It is Fae Willy who brings my gifts," Winter scowled.

[phouka]

"Is that so? He told me it was Santa. The prince would not lie to us," he said, innocence on his face. It wasn't that he believed in Santa, he simply had faith in his prince.

[winter_wisp]

"He tells fibs!" Winter insisted. "There is no fat man, only Fae Willy."

[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.