quietmounds | (no subject)

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WHAT Christmas in July
WHERE Every-fucking-where
WHEN Day 141 & 142

[IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR. It's . . . well, time doesn't really work well here anyway, but it's been 'a while' since the last 'festive activities' so that's what's happening, right here, right now.

It's still warm enough for shorts and t-shirts, but there's also big fat snowflakes falling from the sunny sky, making piles of it that are pleasantly cool and don't seem to melt. Skating rinks! Palm trees and cacti decorated with pretty sparkly lights! Do we even have those? We do today.

Besides that, you can do whatever you want to, to get into the #mood:

Mistletoe? Mistletoe for kissing, for cuddling, for whatever?
Mysterious gifts with your name on them that turn out to be a long-lost item from your childhood?
Blankets that you get trapped under until someone joins you in there to cuddle?
[insert your fun here]

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'kay.

[heading into the elevator and pressing the button]

[coming in after her, doop dee doop]

[she's quiet on the way up, but relaxed, just standing until the doors open and she can step out into her place.

which isn't even a terrible mess right now, but only because Thor came by and cleaned up after her. also the horrendous pegasus from the fair has been nailed up on the living room wall.]

Just down the hall here.

[leading the way to the smaller bedroom]

[pegasus gets a snrk]

Aight.

[and following]

[she holds the door open and waves him into the small room.

three of the walls are painted grey, but the fourth is the same blue as her cape, and it has a huge valknut carefully made out in silver right in the middle of it. there are shelves all over the grey walls and candles all over the shelves. the window is flanked by two little plug-in stone fountains shaped like tiny circulating waterfalls. the room is otherwise bare other than some kneeler cushions on the floor and a big-ass box of matches on the windowsill. unlike the rest of her apartment, it's clearly kept carefully swept at all times.]

[stopping at the door, pointing down]

Should I take these off? Or what? How's this work?

If your boots are muddy, yeah. Otherwise it's fine. You don't have to do anything special.

[checks his shoes but shrugs and carries on (not muddy), going to sit cross legged on the cushion and duck his head for a minute]

...

[a bit taken aback, but... okay. sure. after a moment in the doorway she steps inside and closes the door behind her, lighting a few candles and kneeling on one of the free cushions, hands folded in her lap]

[eyes staying closed but vocalizing the last part]

And guide them to their fertile plains.

[she doesn't say anything, just stays kneeling for a few moments more before she stands up again, leaving the candles to burn down on their own when she steps out of the room]

[gets up on his feet smoothly and leaving, shrugging the formality off]

You need to get to carving.

On myself?

Naw, couldn't pull it off. I mean, like a totem or something.

[ignores the first comment]

...I could make a funeral ship I guess.

[blinks]

Yeah, that's an idea. Heard about that once.

I wouldn't make a full size one, obviously. But that could be good.

...you still wanna dance?

You saying not full-person sized? Or not full-this-many-people sized?

Yeah. You got bluetooth?

Well I want it to fit in the room. What's bluetooth?

Oh. You ain't gonna send it down a river on fire or something?

[shaking his head]

What do you use to play music?

What river??

[as she leads him over to and points at the sound system she built that's like... some weird frankenstein thing half out of Iron Man tech and half out of alien-looking scrap she got who knows where. it does however have a touch-screen built in that seems hooked up the Quiet Mounds network, just like... full internet access right in there. and there are other remote speakers that it's somehow casting to around the room. bluetooth ish for sure, just, she doesn't know proprietary names]

Lake, mall pond, whatever?

[going to check if his wi-fi can connect, when it does just throwing on some kanye]

Can you work with this?

No. It has to be running water, or something with a tide.

[but she shuts up when the music comes on, nodding along and then starting to move, hips and feet then arms. she definitely has rhythm and grace but she even dances like she might be one move away from launching into a fight.]

[grins at that, definitely wiping at the corner of his mouth, before starting to rock to the rhythm, getting closer to her]

[smiiiirks, dancing back, not really to keep away from him but just to move them out into the middle of the floor where they have more space. now that Thor has kindly gotten rid of the broken glass, it's actually a pretty great space to dance, because Valkyrie modified almost all her furniture into training pads that are along the walls and edges of the room. there's just one couch left. so there's tons of room.]