You know, it iz getting close to zhat time of year vhere trees get decorated, carols are blasted in all zhe stories und zhose of us vho like music curse out every composer vho ever thought zhat singing about Christmas vas a vonderful idea.

[Despite her word's, Rip looks pretty amused as she sits in her living room. Her Pumpkaboo is nestled under her hair on her shoulder seemingly napping while Rip toys with some sort of carving. From the looks of it, it might be made out of bone... regardless of the material, Rip's put several designs on it that seem to mean something to her as she runs her fingers over the small object before turning her attention back to her device.]

Which brings me to a question, vhere is a good place to get carving  und leather materials  around here? I'm looking for suggestions so I can pick up a few old hobbies of mine once more.  Vhy bozher shopping for gifts for zhe holidays vhen I can make zhem~. 

[Not to mention, this is the first year where buying gifts was an actual possibility.  Rip's not to sure how to feel about that.]

I might even be villing to make zhings for people if zhey are villing to pay. 

Who: Hector, OTA
What: Logs for the last week of November
Where: a little bit of everywhere.
When: Nove 26-Nov 30
Notes: mentions of death

( Invierno Azul )

Genessia City - Garden Park

[ Ayame is known to her friends as a quiet professional. Even elegant. But this morning, that same woman seemed to have partied too hard the night before and abandoned her usual self wherever she went last. Clad in a casual outfit of a t-shirt and a thin vest with a pair of pants and boots; asleep on the bench with a crown on her head that she is only using the rim of as an eye shield, Ayame loosely holds the neck of an empty bottle of tequila while another box is under the bench she's using as a bed.

Oh, and there's a small tank parked surprisingly neatly on the side of the street. It's not much larger than a pick-up truck though it's wide, so it doesn't take a lot of space on the street as a normal tank would. But it's a goddamn tank. ]

[ Video ]

[ There is a brown-haired man slouched against the wall of what has to be one of the studio apartments in the Commonspace. This, logically, probably means he's new. And what he says next will tip 'probably' to 'definitely'. ]

The lady hologram mentioned free lodging for a month before we gotta find somewhere else to stay. Can anyone hook a fella up with a job? I ain't afraid of manual labor, if that makes a difference.

[ He pauses, clearly uncomfortable with this, and adds: ] Thanks for your time.


[ Action ]

[ It's been approximately twenty-four since he woke up in that damn cocoon thing. A day since he had a small freak out by his lonesome, then took the necklace and the pamphlet and headed off to find what the hell was going on. The hologram had been surprisingly helpful on some aspects, and unsurprisingly not so helpful in others. Like who had brought him there, what they wanted, and how they'd done it. The level of technology needed to knock out and deposit him in a completely new world would be so advanced they might as well be aliens.

And, since he can't do a damn thing about it right now, James Barnes is roaming the city. Aimlessly. Or not so aimlessly. He's drawing a map in his head of the area around the free apartments, and then branching out from there. The tourist info included directions on how to get around, but he prefers to get eyes on everything he can. Because you never know when a midnight escape run down unlit streets, or across farmland, is going to be necessary.

He's also not doing much to make himself look friendly. Harmless, maybe, definitely not friendly. He will tip his ballcap when passing women, though. Some habits are just too old to break. ]

[Aurora was surrounded by animals, an owl on her shoulder. If the way she carried herself didn't suggest royalty, the crown atop her head most certainly did. She looked back to the animals, offering a smile.]

If you're all sure then.

[The animals all nodded, the owl, in particular, offering a loud "HOO!"]

It is a pleasure to meet you all though I regret we do not have the pleasure of meeting in person. I am [She paused here, never having introduced herself this way before but knowing she would have to from here on out.] Princess Aurora, daughter of King Stefan and Queen Leah.

I am new to this kingdom and while there have been many things that have helped me understand everything, there's something I need some assistance with if you have the time to spare.

You see, there was... [How best to phrase this without causing massive amounts of concern or panic. She doesn't wish to worry anyone on her behalf.] quite a bit of magic done to me before I arrived here, and... because of what the magic entailed... I'm just not entirely sure how I'm awake. Does this place undo curses even done by the most powerful of beings?

[Unless all of them were under Maleficent's curse? It was entirely possible considering the faerie's power.]