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*Looks back at Rita*
Why? I thought it was fun.
*Shrugs and smiles to self*
I've never done it before.

~

*Denny nods, and sighs*
D: I'll wait in the lounge.

~

*Maiev waves to everyone*
M: Happy Feast of Winterveil everyone.

~

*Joalia sighs and pulls the Shoggoth off*
Joal: (What do we do with it then?)

*m's wave happily after a few mulled wines and happy*
*maria*
Merry Christmas. Different name..but we from different lands.

*others wave happily and go back to chatting as a family**

*squeezes Maiev's hand slightly*
Want me to get us something to drink?

*Santiago puts an arm around Joalia*
S: (Verdai will know what to do with it.)

*I walk back into the main room with my armor sporting a fresh coat of (now dry) paint on it*

*Rita shrugs.*
Rita: Some think it's fun.. I am not that much of a fan.
*She smiles.*
Rita: Come on, I'm sure you will have fun though.

----
Jake: Alright, I'll be right back.
*Jake squeezes Denny's hand and reluctantly walks to the kitchen.*
*Starts getting some apple cider together.*

*Confused at the silence of Santiago and Joalia*
The lights are on... but is anybody home? Is this some form of localized telepathy or neural network?

Joal: What do we do with the little critter?
*Ignores Verdai's question*

~

*Maiev shrugs*
M: I'll go with you. Nothing better to do.

~

*Izriel nods and smiles*
Should we wait for others?

~

*Denny sits down silently*

*smiles and nods*
Alright, let's go.
*takes Maiev to the kitchen and looks around*
What do you want to drink.

*Santiago looks at Verdai*
S: We need someone to take care of the shoggoth. Can you take care of it, or show me how to properly do it? I don't want to deal with something I don't know about, that's dangerous.

*Rita nods.*
Rita: Maybe we should wait on Gharn.. he may get upset, if we leave without him..
*She smiles slightly.*
Rita: Speaking of which... why were you so... "loopy."

---
*Jake finishes getting the cider together, and gets two cups for him and Denny.*
*He walks back into the main room, and sits down next to Denny.*
Jake: Here you are.
*Passes her the warm cup.*

Take care of it, or destroy it? I know some people who would appreciate having one on call... and they are useful for spells sometimes.
*Retrieves a glass bowl from the kitchen*
Joalia, if you'd please drop the shoggoth inside this. The contained should be immune to the acid.

*marinalia overhears*

Don,t kill it! Its Christmas....

*maria*
Aye... Its... Not kill... Not today..

*Marla nods and drinks wine several drinks behind the other two*

*Santiago looks over at the M's*
S: I don't see what's wrong with killing it. It's a danger to anyone that isn't resistant to acid.
*sighs*
Of course, this will be my first Christmas where I wasn't in the field in years.

*maria*
Verdai said he knew people who use them...

*marilania*
We trust him... I'm sure he can rehome a.... Whatever it is...

*marla*
My sister and neice seem to find it cute... *shakes head and laughs* eh, there is a ainciant myth of Christmas being a time of peace....when two sided stopped fighting.

Id like to believe it could happen...

*Santiago shrugs*
S: It's not a question of Verdai's abilities. I just don't see what's wrong with killing something that can kill someone if they aren't paying attention, because of a holiday.
*smirks*
And that myth you're talking about, it actually happened. The Christmas Truce of 1914. Both sides even played soccer, in some cases.

[Sam looks up] So you spend months forcing daemons who live here to prove they're trustworthy, so they can get basic respect... and yet something eldritch just drops out of a person and it gets a free pass?
[Picks up coffee and sips it] Gosh I wonder why Perron spends most of his time elsewhere.

[Bridget trots over to Sam] I like this one. Can I touch it?
[Sam nods]
[Bridget lightly kisses him on the cheek]
[Sam goes pink] ...Hrrbbbdrrr.
[Commissar tries not to choke on his wine while giggling]

[Yarrick comes out with Amy, dragging a commissariat pillowcase]

*Marla shrugs*

I'm like 37,500 years ahead of you....

Its myht by this point. The era past 30,000 is myths and legent yet alone 1914
.. But for sake of history I shall see it is written...

..

*maria*
We Tring to show mercy... Let Verdai fond it a home if indeed he can...

*marilania*
Aye.. I agree with my mum....
Be a sport... Ley verdai help. Be a good egg...

*m's shrug at Sam*

*marinalia *
Relax Sam... We just felt kind... Damn so showings of humanity are bad...?

*I glance over and see Sam's distress*
*to Commissar*
Is he ok or do I need to call a.medical team?

Or... We could send it home. You know the old saying, home for the holidays.
[Looks at Joalia] It would be kinder to send it back where it lived. Having to live in glass forever would be very sad.

[Sam stares back] I didn't say it was bad, I called you hypocritical. Your compassion extends to things as long as they're cute.

[Commissar looks up at WK] ...He's just been kissed by an Aluress Daemonette without really breaking stride, I think he's okay.

*I nod*
Just checking, he's going all sorts.of interesting colors right now

*maria*

So... Cute is cute.... Cute just does as cute does.

*marinalia*
We have wine... And its cute.... Logic is broke ... Blame wine...

*Marla laughs*
Female logic.... Don,t even bother....
*laughs*
*sips a glass of mulled wine*

*Joalia places the Shoggoth in a cup, and pats it*
Joal: D'aww...He shoo kooot!
*Sees people not wearing santa hats*
*Leaves the Shoggoth*

~

*Izriel nods, and pulls Rita to the couches*
*Rita and Izriel get santa hatted by Joal(again)*

~

*Denny takes the cup, and nods a thanks*
*Joal stands behind her with a fishing rod, and a santa hat attached to the line*
*Gently and quietly lowers it down onto Denny's head*

*Verdai walks past several Department agents, and walks through the portal with the shoggoth-filled glass*
*He returns ten minutes later*
...It has a home now. Those daemonologists are weird.

[Commissar laughs with WK] I don't think it's anything to do with Chaos influence... Sam is probably the most innocent person I've ever met, there's no base depravity to influence... He's just embarrassed that a pretty lady kissed him.

[Sam goes red] Sh-shut up! I'm not that naive and inexperienced.
[Commissar pulls him close] You are, and I love you for it.
[Eyes widen as he realises what he said]
[Sam pauses in his grumping] ... [Leans head on Commissar's shoulder]

*Joalia eventually places the hat on Denny, and runs off*

~

*Maiev shrugs*
M: Something festive. I'd go for some tsipouro. Old Greek alcohol.

*nods*
There's got to be some around here.
*digs around the kitchen in search of tsipouro*
*eventually finds some and pours Maiev a glass*

*Santiago shakes his head*
S: Time shouldn't allow actual history to turn into legend.
*sighs tiredly*
And I never said anyone had to kill it. I am only saying that there's nothing wrong with killing something that deserves to be killed, regardless of what day it is.
*smiles as Joalia goes off again*

*Rita smiles and goes to the couches with Izriel.*
*Doesn't object to santa hat.*
----

*Jake watches Joal nervously, but smiles at how adorable Denny looks with the santa hat.*
*He cuddles next to her, and drinks his cider.*

No, no, it's not dead. It's just contained in a glass box inside a room that is a mix between a sorceror's lair and a laboratory. The Daemonology Division knows how to treat their daemons and eldritch entities.

*Adjusts hat, and smiles at Rita with the hat*
*Grabs another hat off Joal while she runs off*
*Smiles again, and holds it tightly*
I'll save this for Gharn.

~

*Denny growls slightly, which sends Joal running even more*
*Sips the drink, but doesn't take off the hat*

~

*Maiev grabs a stereo, and takes Kara's hands*
M: Time for carols.
*Pulls Kara out towards the living room*

~

*Joal tackle-hugs Santiago*
Joal: Everyone has hats! (Everyone has hats!)

*maria*

Time... Time.
37,000 years... Its a very long time...

Your empire, your entire world to us is a time legends, myths...

. .
*marla*
Between our past the record once a book id a few pages... And this pages are smudged... Much damage was done.

Your maybe only one who knows of that time. Maybe write a book....

*marilania*
Time .. My family put it all... we only being honest...

[Yarrick kneels under the tree and puts down presents for some folks, wrapped in black and gold]
Not gonna lie, they're mostly things from Terra. [Smiles]
[Stands up and hugs Amy] I left yours in the tank. Is private.
[Blinks] I don't mean embarrassing! I just don't like being showy..

[Bridget gets hatted] Thank you Joalia. [Pets the fluffy end]