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Who: Sonico, Cassian, Demyx, Dorothy, Mobius, Garrus, Emerald, David and Kay.
What: Family lunch
Where: Sonico/Cassian/Kay's house
When: December 25th

A) Outside the house:

Baby it’s cold outside...but who doesn’t love building some snowmen by the pond? Or lighting up some fireworks? Drop to the ground and make your own snow angels by the pond too, before the falling snow covers everything again.

B) Inside the house:

The house it’s been decorating following both the Christmas tradition and the time-honoured Galactic holiday: Life Day. And thus you can find Christmas decorations hanging on the ceiling and walls, candles by the windows, ominous elf shelves sitting on random places, cookies and sweets...and also wookie paper chains, Life Day orbs created using clear Christmas balls with jewels to make them shine and a miniature Life Tree made out of cardboard and paper with the branches and roots made out of crushed and twisted craft paper.

Red is also traditional, so there's a lightweight red felt tablecloth on the table. The table is laid with an assortment of foods, all of them strange, more than a few horrifying. The proud owner of a copy of Christmas Cooking With Cassie will remember a number of dishes from the book, such as the shrimps pyramid with a savory fish filling and the stuffed salmon. If you think the lobster is trying to walk away, that’s just your imagination, promise. Among the foods from home there is a jug of green milkshake, which smells suspiciously of fish, and perfectly normal Wookiee-ookiee. You might be less amused by such foods as deep-fried gorg or pickled space worm but it’s all perfectly edible! On the other hand Garrus gets a special dextro food selection, which is smaller, but looks like a perfectly normal meal.

C) Mistletoe:

No Christmas party is complete without some Mistletoe here and there to make it even more special. Make sure the person you get caught with under the mistletoe is the one you want...or soldier on if they aren’t.

D) By the tree /Present sharing:

The proper Christmas tree is a huge monstrosity of a tree whose tip nearly brushes the ceiling of the room - but only nearly, which is a good thing for the Swablu which keeps flying to and fro, busy building a nest at the top of the tree. It looks strangely mauled in some places, and has been secured in place with several sturdy ropes spanning the width of the room as if it had to withstand a tsunami. Presents are scattered under the tree, but nosy partygoers beware! Get too close, and you run the risk of a white hellcat leaping out of the tree at you.

Once it’s time for present sharing it’s quite possible you’ll have to fight the cat to get yours. Consider this the boss challenge of your Christmas quest!

E) Choose your own adventure:

Pretty self explanatory. Wanna take a look around the house? Need some quietness? Would you like to go play with the pokemon? Crash on the couch and watch a Christmas movies? Feel free.

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[ She had time to grab a mop and convince Garrus to get rid of all the Elves on the Shelves. Which means his 'that was fast' is a little suspicious. ]

I was just getting a mop that you told me where was. What do you have there?

[ Oh shush, he was just... Busy. Right. Doing nothing. And he's not asking her why it took her so long to get a mop, sheesh! ]

Nothing.

[ He's just gonna tuck the datapads a little deeper into the pile of cardboard and wrinkled wrapping paper with his foot.

Look. He may be a hella smooth space spy but the stakes have never been so high before. ]

Right.

[ She doesn't believe him. But he's going to flip out and cover it up if she goes up there right now, so she's going to try to engage him in another topic and work her way closer. ]

I got the mop, you can do the mopping. I've done my share of the work, bringing that green stuff to the party is your fault. [ She moves closer to hand it to him. ]

[ Sneaky, Emerald. Why do you have to be sneaky. ~~This is why another him chose another you as his spy apprentice.~~ ]

Fine, fine, I'll do it. [ He sighs and grabs the mop, he wouldn't trust her not to worsen the damage just to irritate him. As he starts cleaning, he shoots her another disgruntled look. ] It's noted, next time you're getting blue milk again.

I like pink milk. David's really into that. Personally, I'm a fan of mixing it with brown.

[ Strawberry chocolate milk. :) Though granted it's all from white milk with artificial flavoring to the high heavens but whatever, fight her.

But the blue is definitely better than the green. ]

I saw blueberry milk the other day, it was kind of purplish. Would you drink that?

[ He's not going to notice her edging closer and using her heel to slowly try to nudge whatever he was pushing back out if she keeps grossing him out with milk talk. ]

I have no idea what animal the pink milk is from, but I would try it. Sure. Blueberry, too.

[ Look at him not being a giant woobie about new colors of milk, unlike her! ~~Except for the white one which is icky and warrants whining.~~ ]

[ She's more a wobbie about the smell than the color, thanks. She'll drink the shamrock shit that comes out in March.

She'll wait until after to tell him that that's all just white milk with food dye or chocolate in it. ]

So if you'll try the pink not even knowing where it's from, why is a cow so freaky to you?

[ Aaaand there it is, she manages to get loose whatever he was trying to hide and it falls to the floor. ]

Oh, Cassian. [ the disappointment in her voice is palpable ]

Cow's not freaky, it's just...

[ Most of his attention had been on mopping up the mess, only paying a little attention to their usual milk banter. ]

What...?

[ He looks up, only to see the very inspirational literature on the floor, complete with a droid in a sexy pose on the cover.

Watch the poor spy's face fall as if he had been told he has to go celebrate Empire Day.]

These aren't even mine!

So they're Kay's? You wouldn't have been hiding them if you weren't ashamed of them, and you wouldn't be ashamed if they weren't one of yours.

[ Don't play dumb with her. ]

No!

[ He is just... His eyes just keep going back to the blatantly displayed droid booty on the cover.

Where is an Imperial eager to shoot you dead when you really need one? ]

It's not his, it's a present... Takumi gave it to me! He thought I...

[ He isn't sure what he thought, but there is no explanation which won't make Emerald mock him more. He gives her a wide-eyed look and makes a lunge for the flexi. ]

[ Hey, she isn't going to keep it from him. She doesn't want what's in there. ]

Thought you are into robots?

[ Because. He can't really deny that. ]

[That attempt to wrestle it back is cut short by her words. He flounders.]

Well. Yes. One. It's not a fetish!

[Will his face ever stop being red? He doubts it.]