Fourth Floor Common Room

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Faith seems to have found a shrubbery attempting to pass as a Christmas Tree. She's currently decorating it, and the decorations may or may not be little weapons made out of construction paper and foil.

She's got extra paper. And maybe some tape, and glitter, and stuff. Feel free to help!

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[demonbelthazor]

Attempting to brush off the glitter that had somehow ended up on his jacket after his visit to the ornament-making gathering at the bookstore last night, Belthazor emerged from his room and walked into the fourth floor common room. Seeing Faith and her accessories, he stopped. "What is it with glitter at this time of year?"

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She stuck her tounge out at him. "It's basically the highlight of like, the glitter season. Cause'a Christmas." Faith hangs a miniature stake on the tree. "Nothing says 'hey there, baby god' like glitter and trees."

[demonbelthazor]

"Where I come from, things aren't so festive," Bel said. He picked up glittery golden angel. "Heh. This supposed to go on, too?"

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Faith wrinkled her nose. "Technically, yeah. It goes on the top. But it's kinda... maybe if I gave it a gun? Would that work?"

Pausing in thought, she turned to him. "Oh, wait- do you even, like celebrate this at home? Or is the whole cheery holiday thing a no?"

[demonbelthazor]

"No, this is going to be a first," Bel admitted. "The religious meanings are right out, of course, and the Underworld just isn't a place you're going to find cheery decorations and presents. Unless it's like your enemy's severed head or something. Blood of an innocent. Stuff like that." He shrugged.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Overhearing, Shep raises an eyebrow. "Man, and I thought I had anti-holiday issues."

[demonbelthazor]

"Hey, I'm not adverse to trying the holidays out," Bel said. "Just don't have much experience with them." He fiddled with some glue and glitter, trying to figure out how to make a flaming ball of death to hang on the tree.

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Faith wrinkled her nose at the last. "Ew, severd head."

[demonbelthazor]

"Well, you know, proof of a kill and all." He grinned ruefully. "See, not festive." He'd managed to make a ball of gold glitter but half of it was stuck to his fingers.

"Hey, heard about the JA," he added. "Congrats."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

She nodded at him. "Thanks. Wasn't much of a contest, but still, cool. And nice fireball," she said with a grin. "Very shiny."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel gingerly tried to hook the psuedo-fireball from a branch of the tree. "You work with what you got," he said, grinning and picking up a paper towel and trying to wipe the glitter off his hands.