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[etcircenses]

Who| Everyone, pretty much. Particularly Secret Santa people and those Creuntus is fucking with.
What| Holiday times!
Where| The Tribute Training center
When| The whole week, but Creuntus' gifts arrive today.
Warnings/Notes| none atm. Please add any in thread headers. Also, for secret santa, if you are the giver start a thread with your giftee's name (unless you two have worked something else out between you). You can use the District threads below, or choose a different setting of your own.

Every floor public space is dripping with holiday decorations.

The decorations are themed, ridiculously so. Every surface is covered, and a table sits proudly full of holiday treats and spirits, kept stocked constantly by the avoxes. Cheerful music plays softly throughout the whole building, though luckily for everyone the Capitol doesn't really know what Christmas carols are.

Those with secret santa's have a cheery, passive-aggressive note reminding them not to disappoint anyone and ruin their holiday.

Those that have expressed a want for some object from home will find a box on their bed sometime during the day, with a merry holiday greeting from Cruentus. Inside they will find the object of their desire, or something similar, crafted from their words.

In blown glass. Pretty, decorative, utterly useless.

Bert's guns, Punchy's goggles, Sigma's music box, Maximus' leg, Mindy's knife, Terezi's dragon cane...on and on, as many gifts as Creuntus could find out. Those that were with them when they were pulled are more perfect replicas, those that they have just described obviously have an artistic touch to them.

Comments

[fire_punk]

"It's a game," he explained nervously. "About tying knots. You said you like to learn things."

[knifewithnoname]

Luckily for Kevin Guy had explained to Pruna about how games could be useful for learning things. Though she had yet to try playing one.

She studied the colourful ropes, "How do you be doing it?"

[fire_punk]

"There's directions in the box. I haven't played it." But he wouldn't mind if she wanted him to play it with her.

[knifewithnoname]

"Directions?" She routed around until she found the booklet and sat reading it slowly, "It do be saying you can be having one to four players and you do be racing each other to be tying the knots." Knots were definitely something that could come in handy in the arena.

"Do you be wanting to be trying with me?"

[fire_punk]

"Sure!" He grinned. This would be the first time he'd played a game since Dad died.

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna grinned and read the leaflet some more, putting the cards out and the sand clock and the ropes.

"So we do be turning a card, and then we do be turning the sand clock and then we do be racing to be tying the knot first."

[fire_punk]

That sounded like fun. And simple. "And when we're done?"

[knifewithnoname]

"Um..." She read some more and looked in the box again, pulling out some more ropes. "We do be having one of these, and the knot do be needing to be being at zero, and every time you do be winning you do be moving it up, and when it do be being at the other end you do be winning the game."

[fire_punk]

"Cool!" He checked the knot on his end. It was where it needed to be to start.

[knifewithnoname]

"Okay then, so the first one do be being." She turned over the card, "This one. We do be starting now?"

[fire_punk]

"Yeah, go." He frowned as he looked the card over before carefully replicating the knot. It's not even close to perfect, anyone could get it untied without hardly trying, but it's recognizable.

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna is doing a much better job, she's quite good at knots and this is one she knows. She ties it without even having to copy and quickly checks it is the same one.

"Done!"

[fire_punk]

She's definitely done first. Kevin... actually doesn't mind. But he does have a question. "How did you make it work right?"

[knifewithnoname]

She looked at his, "Well it do be needing to be being tighter." She wrinkled her nose, "Be using a smaller bit of rope."

[fire_punk]

"Well, I'm not cutting your game up." He was pretty sure she wouldn't want that.

[knifewithnoname]

She made an exasperated noise. "No I did be meaning." She put her fingers on his, "Be putting your fingers closer together, so there do be being less rope between them."

[fire_punk]

"Oh." He tried it again the way she showed him. It worked much better but still needed practice. "Cool!"

[knifewithnoname]

"Yes, like that. You do be getting the hang of it!" She grinned, "I did be winning though." She moved the knot one point up with a grin.

[fire_punk]

"Yeah. So, next one?"

[knifewithnoname]

"Okay," She turned the next card over. "Ready?" The sand clock went over next and she got to work.

[fire_punk]

He went to work, too. This time went a lot better. Using less of the rope actually helped him tie the knot faster.

[knifewithnoname]

"Done!" She checked her knot against the card, "Did that be being easier?"

[fire_punk]

"Yeah, a lot." He grinned. "Thanks!"

[knifewithnoname]

"See, I do be being a good teacher." She grinned, "I did still be winning though." She stuck her tongue out at him.

[fire_punk]

"Yeah, you are." He stuck his tongue out back. "So I bet you won't win next time!"