( open ) december catch-all

[ettersberg]

Who: Thomas Nightingale (ettersberg) & various
What: piloting, mistletoes, everything else
When: december
Where: thesa, wyver, olympia
Warning(s): none yet



drift compatibility

[ he's flown in planes before, of course — even british wizards had to cross the channel somehow and anyone who'd have suggested broomsticks would have been the laughing stock of the entire folly, because it doesn't work that way. even before the war, he'd travelled as part of the foreign office, sometimes by plane and sometimes not.

no plane he's ever been in can compare to the ship he's in right now, strapped into one of the pilot seats and glancing at the controls in front of him with a somewhat sceptical expression. ]

I'm afraid I'm not quite sure how this is meant to work.

mistletoe

[ nightingale returns to olympia and settles into a routine in as much as he can. it hadn't been close to any holiday period when the world had ended for him, but it seems to be growing colder here and there is an increased air of festivity to everything.

every now and again, nightingale will find himself beneath a mistletoe at the same time as someone else, though never by design. if he notices the plant, he might try to simply ignore it, but if his companion notices as well, he'll speak: ]

Were there any traditions attached to it in your world?

wildcard

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Comments

[shashka]

Sure. Each one more unlikely than the last.

[ but then again, all of this was incredibly unlikely. ]

[ettersberg]

Ah.

[ a noise of assent. all of this is incredibly unlikely and that does make it harder to predict what might happen. ]

Are any of them going to end well for us?

[shashka]

[ entirely too cheerful. ]

Likely not.

[ still... ]

But, that doesn't mean we should give up hope.

[ettersberg]

I suppose not.

[ giving up hope, nightingale style, looks like this: remaining indoors at all times and not engaging with the outside world unless absolutely necessary. that isn't what he's doing right now.

and yet, he is far from a wealth of hopefulness. ]

What is the worst one you can think of, then?

[shashka]

Something more powerful than the Storm.

[ a shrug. ]

It is a big universe, after all.

[ettersberg]

So it is.

[ nightingale inclines his head in acknowledgement of that point. ]

I wouldn't be surprised if there were more, similar or worse things out there.

[shashka]

But we've got time to prepare ourselves, at least. Or place out trust in the Orbiters.

[ if that's your thing... ]

[ettersberg]

It's difficult to prepare for the unknown.

[shashka]

Sure.

But not impossible.