The Lobby - Santa Kawalsky is in da house

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

The lobby looked different. There was fake snow and fake trees and a little picket fence and fake reindeer. There was also a big throne-like chair in the center of it all. A sack of small random gifts was off to the side.

The throne was occupied. There sat a big, somewhat jolly fellow in a Santa costume.

Santa Kawalsky was in. He would wander around and harass people later, but for now he sat, waiting to see if anyone wanted to visit Santa, even if only for a laugh.

"HO HO HO!" he bellowed.


[OOC: Santa Kawalsky will be visiting random dorm threads (town ones on request), if there are any today, but for now he's in the one spot so come visit if you want to! Now by slow-play as I'm off being forced to socialize.]

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[can_be_more]

Last night there were singing gremlins, and today there is Sandy Clouds in the lobby. Aeryn wonders exactly what the hell was in that ambrosia.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Ho ho ho!" Santa K bellowed.

[can_be_more]

She almost doesn't want to say anything, but feels she has to. "Are you feeling all right?" she says, and immediately feels stupid for asking.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Hey Aeryn. I'm fine, just spreading the Christmas cheer to appease some ghosts who showed up in my dreams the past few nights. Part of the tradition is that kids go and see someone dressed up as Santa Claus, sit on his knee and talk to him for a while, telling him what they want for Christmas, or for the year to come, or just to chat."

[can_be_more]

She nods, taking all this in. "Sure. Did you happen to see the gremlins, too, last night?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"No.. what'd they do? I hope they didn't steal my cookie stash."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto stumbled down into the lobby.

She may have been both a little hungover and a little drunk.

"Kawalsky?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas Callisto!"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto felt very glad there was a bottle of tequila waiting back in her room for her. "Gremlin bite?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Nah. 100% genuine Kawalsky embarrassing behavior. No convenient gremlin excuse. Part of the Christmas tradition where I come from is to sit on the lap of some guy dressed up as Santa and tell him what you want for the next year."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Yep, that tequila was looking mighty good. "So lemme get this striaght, you want me to sit on your lap and tell what I want for Solstice?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky grinned from behind his beard and nodded. "It's meant to be very cathartic. Better than singing even."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet heads down to the dorm lobby to collect his mail. There he finds a large package from his Mother, a letter postmarked "Wittenberg, Germany", and Kawalsky in a Santa suit. He blinks at Kawalsky's PASTEDE ON YAY outfit for a couple of seconds before saying anything.*


Kawalsky? Why are you down here dressed like Julemanden (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julemanden)?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"I'm spreading Christmas cheer and fending off ghosts who won't stop invading my dreams unless I dress up like this."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet widens his eyes in surprise.*

You have ghosts haunting you too? They must have died in some very unusual circumstances if their unfinished business requires you to do this. Will there be any killing of people later?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"I don't think so. They just wouldn't leave me alone until I dressed up as Santa and did the jolly old fellow thing for the day."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel blinked at Kawalsky as he walked through the lobby. Hard enough to understand Christmas without having to explain the fat man in red velvet who wanted people to sit on his lap.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Late evening, Rory drove back from her parents' house on the mainland and parked her car behind Luke's.

She made her way back up to the school, and stopped dead in her tracks, keys and gifts in hand, when she saw Kawalsky.

"Charlie?" she asked incredulously.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Rory! Ho ho ho and all that jazz."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John comes in, shaking off the cold, and sees Santa K.
"Dude?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Yo ho ho!"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"..."

"Kawalsky, you really should lay off the crack. Or sugar."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, probably. Merry Christmas?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Merry Christmas, dude. Good 'un?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"..."

"Kawalsky, you really should lay off the crack. Or sugar."