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[amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com]

Characters: Sif, open to everyone
Date/Time: Early morning, Tuesday December 25, 2012
Location: La Maison Jeu Ancien
Rating: TBD
Warnings: TBD
Summary: It's Christmas morning! Let the traditions begin!

Even being immortal didn't keep Sif from getting up early. She quickly whipped up a batch of pastries and then, dressed in a long white gown with a red sash, a wreath lit with candles upon her golden hair, she began to deliver them.

Every room that was occupied, starting with her own family, was soon entered by Sif, carrying a breakfast tray. She sang softly as she put them on the nightstands and wished everyone a cheerful "Merry Christmas!"

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[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Seth picks up Meri, the toddler looking even smaller in Seth's massive god-hands.

"She's certainly a curious little thing."

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

Meri stares up at her father and nods. Then, slurred and squeaked, but recognizable as words, "Wannamakesomethingofit?"

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Seth narrows his eyes, his muzzle set in a determined look as he held his daughter. "Don't get cocky, kid." Still, there was a hint of fondness in his words.

[amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com]

Sif laughed.
"My Carl is the same way," she said. "Merry Christmas. Enjoy your breakfast."

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

"Thanks. Merry Christmas."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Seth tucked Meri securely into the crook of his arm. "Well, you want to see what's going on downstairs, runt?"

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

Meri nods earnestly.

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"All right then." He stands up, carrying Meri easily in his arm. "Coming, Astarte or do you still have to call your sisters?"

[littlebithorny.insanejournal.com]

"I'd like to talk to them. Don't know when I'll get another chance."

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"Okay, I'll take Meri down for now. See you when you're done."