[identity profile] amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com posting in [community profile] metem_logs
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!"

Date: 2012-12-30 12:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inspiredvoice.insanejournal.com
Melpomene, being free of physical baby obligations and having her figure back were it damn well belonged, was doing three things. She was one: giving the proverbial finger to the weather and wearing daisy duke shorts and a mid-riff tank top. Two: she was staunchly avoiding the sound of squealing off-spring in the parlor and was doing activity number three: getting steadily day drunk in the living room off of a bottle of 43. Hey, quietly drinking on a couch was a normal Christmas for her for most of her adult life. Go judge somewhere else.

Date: 2012-12-30 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledmaze.insanejournal.com
Ariadne had left the parlor, heading over toward the kitchen to get something to drink, and noticed Melpomene's presence in the living room.
"Hey... There are presents in the other room. I'm sure at least one has your name on it. Want someone to bring them to you in here?" she offered... and noticed that there was another stack in that room too. "Wow. And more stuff in here. Who knew?"

Date: 2012-12-30 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inspiredvoice.insanejournal.com
"I'm sure someone did. I'm just here avoiding kids." She actually didn't sound remotely drunk, despite that the large bottle of vanilla/hazelnut liquor in her hand was at least half gone. She just seemed normal. It was nice to feel somewhat mentally balanced again after nine months.

Date: 2012-12-31 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledmaze.insanejournal.com
"Well, yours seem to be the alpha pair. They're treating the other kids like their own toys," Ariadne observed.

Date: 2012-12-31 06:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inspiredvoice.insanejournal.com
She shrugged at the observation. "Someone's gotta be on top, I guess."

Date: 2013-01-04 11:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledmaze.insanejournal.com
"You want some company, or something to eat with that?" Ariadne asked.

Date: 2013-01-05 10:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inspiredvoice.insanejournal.com
She shrugged. "If you wanna hang, I can't stop you."

Date: 2013-01-05 11:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledmaze.insanejournal.com
"What's your poison there?" she asked curiously.

Date: 2013-01-09 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inspiredvoice.insanejournal.com
"43," she said holding up the bottle. "Vanilla and hazelnut liquor. I felt it was festive, or something."

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