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Who: Everyone!
What: November open log
When: November
Where: The Merchant Dome/The Pools
Warnings: NA
Notes: NA

Holiday mingle log

It’s the most wonderful (welcome) time of the year

Christmas is coming earlier and earlier every year, which isn't a surprise but hey they're starting the Christmas/Winter stuff the week before thanksgiving. Because why not. this month’s party takes place in the Merchant dome. But it’s not the everyday appearance of the merchant dome. No, for the next five days the Merchant dome’s appearance has been altered to look like a sort of Bavarian Christmas Market. There are small clusters of tables every so often, so people can just sit and chat and eat and drink.

Some enterprising person has even managed to make it snow through some unknown means. It’s not cold, but the snow is soft and steady and slowly building up.

The entire dome, all of the streets and all of the merchant stalls are practically glowing with white fairy lights that are strung everywhere. Vendors in their stalls gleefully cry out to paterons passing by, offering them free food or drinks. The food consists of the sort of things that one might expect to find in a place like this: sausages on buns and on sticks, pretzels, pizza, loads of cookies of every variety that one could think of, including elaborately decorated gingerbread, chocolates, fruits, french fries. Think winter fair food, and be as absurd and as complicated and extra as you want. It is a fair, after all. Go nuts. Drinks are also along the same line: hot cider, mulled wine, hot buttered rum, hot chocolate both with booze and without, as well as all the normal things: water, coffee, tea, milk, soda, and a variety of fruit juices that you’ve both heard of and not.

But food isn’t the only free thing that people are giving away! They’re also offering characters hats and gloves and scarves, small toys, books, delicate ornaments, perfumes, wine… it’s a giant welcome party after all, and these people are cheerful and happy. Even offering to pay just gets met with laughter and being told not to worry about it.

Fun and frivolity.

There are even carnival rides set up! A medium sized ferris wheel, a carousel, a giant slide and ice skating ring are all along the outside of the stalls.

At the far end of the dome, the snow has fallen deeper and held to several inches. Wouldn’t you know it just happens to be perfect snowball snow! So, there of course needs to be a snowball fight! What did you think those free mittens and gloves and scarves are for after all? The snowball fight can be organized into teams, or one on one depending on the player’s choice. This is a friendly fight, of course, so no rocks or slush balls or anything. Well, probably not. No one in the Sphere is your mother.

So you want some summer?.

While the welcome party rages on in the merchant dome, people have made a smaller party in one of the recreation domes. Around the pools, as a matter of fact. There’s almost like a small barbecue clustered around the largest of the three pools, and the light is constant and sunny here. The large pool is olympic sized, and is a sparkling blue. It’s fresh water, and probably clean enough to drink. I still wouldn’t drink it. The second pool is slightly smaller and more kidney shaped with a gradual sand mound at one end of it. This pool is salt water and looks a bit more like a beach than a pool. The third pool is a kiddie pool, complete with a splash pad, that’s running. Buckets drop, it’s got one of those mushroom things, and sprinkler jets. There aren’t any kids though, so people are welcome to go nuts.

Bathing suits and towels are provided in the changing rooms. There’s frozen and fruity drinks flowing freely, along with finger food and snacks. Loud music is playing from a local band that’s just generally of a pop sort. There’s people dancing rather in a rather haphazard fashion, but the dance floor is there and present!

Oh yeah, and there's definitely the baths and everything too!

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[It takes only a few loops around the rink before she feels the weight of Jon's gaze following her. It isn't an uncomfortable feeling but one that she relates to the morning, waking up to see his messy black hair and shining dark eyes.

Her mouth curves into a smile as she carefully shifts her path and glides towards him.] You aren't skating. [It isn't a question but there is a slight teasing accusatory note to her tone.]

You should join me. I promise it's fun.

[He pretends to be considering it. He's not unfamiliar with ice -- winter is coming, after all, and the North will get the worst of it -- but where's the fun in just agreeing right away?]

Strapping bits of metal to my feet and sliding around the ice?

[But he's not protesting very hard. It won't take much to get him out there with her.]

[She holds out her hand to his.]

Yes and we can hold hands. Besides, there is something I want to ask you and I think this is the perfect time.

[Her fingers slid gently through his before she leans forward to place a light sweet kiss on his lips, her mouth curving into a warm smile as she pulls away.]

Please?

[Holding hands? How can he say no to that?]

Where do I find a pair for myself?

Oh. I can help.

[There is a swirl of blue magic beneath Inesa's feet as she lifts Jon on a pair of ice made skates.]

There. [She holds out a hand to him, waiting for him to take it.] Now we can go.

Oh. [He's a bit surprised, because while he knows magic exists, and that she can use it, there are plenty of things he doesn't know about what can be done with it. Nor does he entirely trust it yet, despite, or perhaps because of, what can be done with it.

He takes her hand to follow her onto the ice.]

That's handy.

I've been practicing a bit.

[Inesa's fingers curl around Jon's as she gently pulls him onto the ice.

She doesn't use her magic a lot, she doesn't need to but Mr. Dresden has mentioned to her that it's dangerous for her to use her magic by accident.. and so, for her safety, and Jon's, she's been trying to learn.]

Um, there is something important I wanted to ask you. I am... a little scared. I don't know what you'll say. [She glances over at him, pausing as she works up the courage to continue.]

Would you like to move into my home with me? [Her cheeks flush.] I am alone and it is designed for two.

Practice is good. [He knows nothing about practicing magic, but he knows that practicing other things is important. Practicing magic can't hurt, at any rate.]

Share your hearth with you? [The look on his face changes from one of curiosity to a genuine smile.] I would love to.

[Inesa would never use her magic to hurt and she's happy that Jon trusts her enough to not be too alarmed by it. It is, after all, how she is able to create the cold snow that she'd thrown at his father.]

Really?!

[Her eyes were alight and she nearly slipped, falling into Jon in the process.]

Oh! I'm sorry. I'm just so happy!

[It's because he trusts her that her use of magic doesn't bother him in the way it might if it were someone else using it. It's not that he distrusts magic. It's that he distrusts what some might be tempted to use it for.]

Really.

[It's good that he's adept at navigating through snow and ice, so that when she falls against him, he doesn't lose his footing.]

It seems to make more sense than the way we've been doing things.

[She stays close to him after falling but steadies herself so that she isn't pressing his weight against him.] Yes. I think so too and... I don't know how humans do it but I want to spend as many moments with you as I can.

[Inesa's movements are excited and a bit exaggerated. She's so happy that she can barely contain it.]

I can make you dinner every night. I've been learning more about food. [She doesn't need to eat so some of the things she makes aren't always eatable but she's trying.]

I'm pretty sure that's how it works. [If you're lucky enough to find someone you love -- and most in Westeros don't have that luxury -- then you spend as much time with them as you can.]

I would enjoy that a lot. [He'd never really had to learn how to cook. Winterfell and Castle Black had both had cooks, and from his time among the wildlings, he'd picked up how to roast or stew meat and vegetables over a fire, but that's the limit of his ability to prepare food. He'll gladly take up her offer -- although it reminds him that he should probably learn some more of it himself, so she doesn't have to do it all.]

I think so too. [There are some aspects of their life that they'll have to stumble through together but Inesa is eager to spend as much time with Jon as she can. They both still must work and have friends to visit but each night, she'll get to rest her head next to his.

It feels like a dream.]

Good. I already began to create a place for Ghost to rest too. It's near Lancelot's pen though I expect he'll fit in the bed too.

[Thanks to her adopted fathers, Inesa has a lot of pillows.]

That's settled then. [As long as they both want the same thing, it doesn't matter how it's "supposed" to work.]

So that's where he got that idea from.

[Inesa nods, her fingers tightening around Jon's as they circled the sheet of ice. She couldn't remember ever being this happy before. She was finding that there was many types of love and no love was the same. She loved those she considered her family but Jon had become something so much more. Words didn't exist to describe it.]

He?

[She asked, wondering who he was talking about. Had someone else decided to move too? She knew that a great deal of Jon's family had recently arrived to the sphere but she didn't know if this was related to that or something else.]

[Inesa isn't the first woman Jon has loved, but he hopes that this time, there's more of a chance for them to have a future. Especially since Sansa has told him of what the future will look like for him in Westeros.]

Ghost. Where he got his habit of sleeping on the furniture.

[She smiles sheepishly and giggles as her hand remains laced between his.] I'm sorry. That might be my fault.

I always let him onto the couch at the shop when he's waiting for you. [Inesa feels her face flush, feeling a little embarrassed at the thought that she'd given Ghost an entirely new habit.]

But he'll have his own bed now.

There's not really furniture that's good for sleeping on in Westeros.

[It's mainly just uncomfortable chairs and narrow beds.]

And my bed wasn't big enough for both of us.

[She smiles up at him and slides a little closer to him as they glide around the ice.] Well, the bed is large enough for us both now.

And if we return to Westeros, I will make sure to find a bed that we can both sleep on. [Her grin widens.] My home is where you are Jon.

Right, but is it big enough for him, too? [Once he's in the habit, they won't get him out of it again.]

The beds are Winterfell are large enough for us both. At least some of them.

Of course! I would never leave Ghost out or you.

It will be all three of us.

[Of course, there are times when Ghost will likely want to leave the pair of them alone but Inesa doesn't mind if he shares the space with them.] There will even be space for Lancelot.]

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fun and frivolity

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/fade to black soon?

sounds good

<3 fade here ish? or if you wanna cap off.