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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

[gardienne]

"That's pretty, Sir." Eponine comes behind him, clutching her present from Cruentus, a skinny, mangy glass cat, and a present wrapped shoddily in newspaper. Her escort had offered to wrap it for her, or at least demonstrate how it was done, but Eponine had refused. She was fed up with the silly Capitol bows and flounces. With an embarrassed smile, she handed it over to Sigma. Inside was a collar made of plaited ribbons for Nye, and a bottle with a ship inside it for Sigma.

"I didn't know what to get you, Sir." And the ship in a bottle was easy to steal from the old junk shop she had found. The plaited collar she had made herself. "I don't know what to buy people for Christmas. I never have done before now."

laaate sorry ;;

[futilecycle]

At Eponine's arrival, Sigma sat up immediately and stuffed the cage inside his jacket, not because he was ashamed but because it was too personal. He smiled gratefully at the girl, happy to change the subject, taking the fishwrapped gifts as if they were made of gold. "M-Merry Christmas, Eponine. My dear, you did not need to get me anything..."

Without opening them, Sigma places the gifts on his lap and reaches into the other side of his coat to pull out two small packages; one small and round, the other wide and flat. "I have a few things I would like to give to you, as well. I admit I do not choose the best of gifts, but I still wanted to get you something... I hope you can understand." Eponine was too dear to him to simply forget around Christmastime.

He handed her the packages before he would open his own. Inside the smaller package was a needlefelt cat with the fabric dyed to resemble Nye, handstitched by Sigma himself. The other was a fancy leather-bound journal with blank white pages, an accompanying fountain pen, and a ribbon bookmark. He had figured Eponine could write down her thoughts.

Re: laaate sorry ;;

[gardienne]

"TWO presents! One for Christmas and one for my birthday!" She tore into the wrapping without further ado. "I've not had two presents together since I was a child - oh, you ARE kind, Sir."

She fair gasped when she saw her presents, and her jaw dropped completely as she took in the fancy journal and a pen.It was the most beautiful gift she had ever seen, and she was a little bit overwhelmed that it was meant for her.

"Is it... is this all truly for me?"