#thread: halley

"Should see if we can find one of those beanbag chairs in one of the abandoned houses," Mo said as he plopped down on the bed next to Halley in her room, a Christmas gift wrapped in his lap. "Just tie the whole room together," he was stalling feeling a bit sheepish over the gift he held. He'd opted for making gifts this year and it felt nerve wracking now to hand them out. "Uh anyways, Merry Christmas, or Happy Winter if that ain't your thing?" he held out the box a sheepish grin on his face.

elara: are we all at this thing? i feel like we're all here and decided not to come together which is kinda rude

elara: if you tell me you all got a tent together and didn't let me know because you thought i'd bring cats, i'm going to be SOOOOOO MAD

Mo had a decent buzz going having refilled the water gun in his hand with either moonshine or some kind of pumpkin wine. He'd been about to shoot some more into his mouth when he saw Halley. Vaguely he remembered Knightley and Zarina filling him on some of the drama, not all of it but enough where both had asked if he saw her to try and be a fun distraction. Walking up he tapped her shoulder, "Ahoy, up for parley?" pausing he shook his head, "I'll be real that's all the pirate talk I got in me. But I do have have booze which I feel like is the more important part of being a pirate."

Jaiden ran a hand through his hair, when they'd offered him a room he hadn't completely understood why. He saw the practicality of it at least, there were times when his kitchen experiments with Zarina had him over later than expected. Still he opted to keep his apartment and use the room when he needed to, there was a small part of him that was scared to get to comfortable around them, that they might still just be humoring him.

Heading out he'd been ready to pop his headphones in when he crashed into someone, catching himself on the wall. "Shit," for a second he thought it was Zarina before it registered fully who it was, "Oh...Halley right? I'm sorry I was dis-.....what is on my shirt?" he asked glancing down at the liquid that was soaking into his shirt, "And why is it kingfisher blue colored?"

He was running early, which was a surprise to him considering he could get easily distracted in the mornings. Kirby and him had agreed to meet at the Ren Faire rather than go together, partly due to Knightley being an early riser. Glancing at his watch, he fiddled with the few reminders he had, most to do with Kirby for today. Figuring he had time to spare he doesn't manage to look up in time, tripping over the feet of someone sitting on a bench. Stumbling he manages to regain his balance turning towards the woman on the bench. She looks vaguely familiar but he's sure he hasn't met her before. Lowering the bandana on his face he gives her a sheepish grin, "Sorry about that, got lost in thought there for a second. You alright?"