paradisa | [Dictated]

[If anyone should happen to be in the lobby tonight, they might be in time to see a cloud of soot suddenly coming out of it. If that person also happens to still believe in a certain jolly gift-giver, it would be hard to miss the gigantic white-bearded man in red who had also come into the room through the chimney. He climbs to his feet and dusts himself off while grumbling in a heavy Russian accent.]

I tell elves to clean chimney. And do they do it? No! Dingle is going back on cookie duty, I am thinking.

And what is this? [He waves the open journal around irritably, not knowing it was carrying his every word to those who could hear and writing down every word he spoke.] Who leaves books just lying around?]

[He turns and takes in his new surroundings.]

...Wrong chimney?

Bah, there is no time for this! It is only nine months left!

[ooc: Just to clarify, North can only be seen if you believe in him. If a non-believer is in the lobby all they would see is an unexplainable puff of soot. His comments can be read on the journals if your character doesn't believe.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You have never been to Paradisa before. I have been here for two years, and this is the first time have I seen you.

Did not know this was here, before. Now I know.

You will not remember when you leave. No one does. It is not your fault.

[This whole time, she's been staring at him with a sort of intimidated shock. Bunny was real, and even though he'd told her about Santa… that was all very different than Ded Moroz himself. There's another moment of silence before she's blurting the only thing she can even think to say, horrified with herself for not being able to hold her tongue.]

Would you have come if I won, at the Olympics? Papa said you would only come to a medal-winner, and I was not good enough.

[And then she instinctively claps her hands over mouth, turning red with embarrassment.]