GP - dreaming of a black christmas

[lcrpg_npc]

The repurposed railway arches that housed Beagle's bar and restaurant were decked in shades of black: black christmas trees glittering with sparkly and satiny black ornaments, black wreaths with perfectly tied bows, black garlands draping along the walls and bar, ribbons edging the long banquet benches in the restaurant dining room. A gentle snow seemed to fall from the ceiling, a specially designed lighting effect much more pleasant than the cold and wet that would've accompanied real snow. Christmas music played over hidden speakers, setting the mood without interfering with conversation.

The Kraken Black Christmas feast was a different spin on the holiday than you'd find most places, and yet, a christmas feast all the same. All the flavors of the season were there, both in the bar's specialty cocktails and in the feast itself, served banquet-style to those fortunate enough to get tickets - mulled wine, egg nog, roasts and stuffing and puddings, and so much more. Yet the food and drinks all shared the same theme as the decor, shades of black augmented with squid ink, charcoal, or black sesame seeds.

Guests had been encouraged to continue the theme with black festive attire, but it wasn't required, and spots of color could be found here and there along the table or mingling in the bar. There was one thing everyone could agree on, though. No matter how black the theme, the mood was anything but dark.

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[wispofathing]

"Would I even be allowed to go there, though?" she asked softly. She didn't know. And she was honestly a little afraid of finding out.

[willysilver]

"Do you think I care? You will be my guest, and what your kith and kin did so very long ago is all but faded from memory. It will be fine," he assured her.

[wispofathing]

For almost anything else in the world, that would have been enough to reassure her, to make her grin. But when she turned up her face to look at him, her wide eyes were almost pleading. "You may not," she whispered. "But I have to care."

[willysilver]

Willy arched a brow and tilted his head in consideration.

"I do imagine I could petition my mother for her blessing to bring you as a guest of the realm. Surely she will not visit her hatred of Rockhouse on you," he said. Or at least he hoped his mother would not.

[wispofathing]

That? That was even scarier and it definitely showed in her face. "I..." The transgression that had angered the queen had been Rockhouse's, but the punishment had fallen on all of them because he had not, still would not, release them from their bond to him. Her father could have gone into exile alone, but that pride of his would not allow it.

"Please try to understand," she murmured. "We've never known what our standing is. Best we ever figured, we were forgotten, but we still didn't know. I didn't expect you to recognize what I was, after a while, and that correction would've made my heart stop under other circumstances." Ones in which she hadn't been about to fucking die anyway. "I don't want to... make anything worse." It was what had her sister so terrified, for Curnen personally, for the Tufa as a people. "Or for you to get in trouble for me."

[willysilver]

"I understand. And I will abide by your choice," he said, but then flashed a wicked smile. "Still...I would show you the sea of grass if nothing else..."

[wispofathing]

Curnen took a few deep breaths and let the tension ease back out of her body. She nuzzled under his chin like an affectionate kitten. "Weeeeeell... maybe."

[willysilver]

Willy purred fondly, not some human low hum but an actual purr of a cat and he held her close. "Very good. We will plan a trip."

[wispofathing]

The purr made Curnen giggle, a bright and not entirely ladylike sound.

[willysilver]

"Your laughter is a joy to hear, Curnen," he smiled. "I would like to think you are a precious gift delivered to me in my time of need. I could not be more grateful for you."

[wispofathing]

Curnen blushed and cast down her eyes, shrugging one shoulder awkwardly. "I had somebody when I was in trouble. Paying it forward, I guess."

[willysilver]

"It is much appreciated," Willy smiled, then he bent to her height to press a kiss to her hair.

[wispofathing]

That was as close to 'thank you' as any old-world fae was ever going to say, and Curnen squirmed to hear it before responding with a kiss on his cheek while he was in range.

[willysilver]

"What would you like now?" he asked, his smile bright and wide. "Should we get drinks, or sample food? Or would you like to dance, little one?"

[wispofathing]

"We'd look ridiculous," Curnen told him with a straight face. Then she grinned. "Clearly dancing."

[willysilver]

"Clearly dancing," Willy smiled and offered his hand to lead her to the floor.