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[inafadingcrown]

[You know what? It’s been a while since Galadriel mused idly into the journal. So have some elf thoughts.]

I trust that everyone has returned from the castles latest diversion more or less unharmed?

We should be grateful, I suppose, that things did not become worse than they were. Yet I cannot help but feel a little indignant at any being seeking to change me into something other than I am, even if it is only temporary. And it is all too easy to imagine such things as the beginning of something more. I wonder if we will not return one day to that town, only to find some who we had thought returned to their homes trapped there still, playing out their roles.

[And on that cheery note she will shut the journal.]

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[Thus far, Galadriel has done a wonderful job of avoiding December kisses. Oh, she’s had a few missteps here and there, but overall, she’s been spared the worst of it this year. Knowing what you were up against helps.

But, of course, her luck couldn’t last.

She intended to spend the day in town, running some errands. Unfortunately for her, that involves making her way through the castle, attempting to dodge sprigs of mistletoe and avoid any passersby.

At some point, disaster is bound to strike.]

[ooc: the action is open for kissing or just running into her in person, just give me some hint as to which you’d like]

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[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[You know what's really unlucky? When disaster strikes in the form of one of the other elves in the castle. At least Galadriel can get along with this one though. At least, by now, he's figured out that it's mistletoe he needs to avoid but with how frequently it's placed around the castle doorways, it's hard to avoid completely. And dulled eyes find it hard to spot at times.

Which leads, unfortunately, to Legolas meeting Galadriel in a doorway he had thought was clear of the sprig.

Whoops.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel might have been able to duck out of the doorway or say something in warning were not young woodelves so quick and spry; he's in the doorway with her before she has time to react.]

Legolas, you really must take care where you walk. [And then she starts to feel the magic kick in.] You have my apologies for this.

[And then she leans down to pull him into a kiss.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[He does try to take a step back at least, out of respect. Try being the operative word but, of course, he finds himself compelled to stay close. It's bad enough that he had kissed Thranduil multiple times on his first day in the castle, before they figured out that it was the mistletoe that was responsible.

Not this again, anything (anyone) but-

Oh. She's pulling him into a kiss. For him, it's awkward and he can't help but kiss back, hands moving to lightly touch her arms.]

[inafadingcrown]

[It's not any less awkward for her, really. At least this kiss is mercifully shorter than the one she accidentally greeted his father with. All she needs is Oropher now and she'll have a matching set. When the magic finally breaks, she pulls away and steps back immediately, safely out of the range of the mistletoe (and back to a more respectable distance from the younger elf).]

Action - Kisses later?

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine was on her way outside to test out the new bow Katniss had made her for Christmas. It was much fancier than her old practice bow, with her name carved into it and everything. Bundled up for the weather and a quiver full of old arrows on her back, she hurries down the stairs with her bow in hand. She slows down though when she sees Galadriel ahead.]

Good afternoon, Galadriel!

works for me!

[inafadingcrown]

[Well, Dair is a more welcome sight than most would be right now.]

Good afternoon, Dairine. [Her eyes flick to the bow and quiver] I did not realize that you were an archer.

[wizard_redfive]

Really? I used a bow and arrow during the skirmish with the Collectors.

[She runs her hand against the bow's engraving.]

Though I wouldn't go as far as to call myself an archer yet...

[inafadingcrown]

Did you? I will admit, my attention was focused elsewhere. [Like on making sure that Dair got out of there alright.]

We must shoot together someday.

[written]

[defyingfrigidity]

[Because Elsa is still rather unnerved by the idea of talking to a journal, even if it talks back, she's... going to stick to writing...]

That's a... rather morbid though to have.

written back

[inafadingcrown]

[And Galadriel dislikes speaking back to writing, so she'll switch over.]

Am I correct in assuming that you have not been here long? [Because, while it may be a morbid thought, it's not an unreasonable one for anyone who has been here for a while.]

[defyingfrigidity]

... I only awoke here a day before this castle turned into that bizarre village.

[inafadingcrown]

Then you would not know. In the past, the castle has changed in a similar manner; during these times, we have come across previous residents, usually behaving as though they had lived in that setting their entire lives.

Morbid the thought may be, but it is not without reason.

action because it has been far to long and kissing

[wishmadeinfire]

<sub>[ Errands indeed. He had to clean from the small holiday decorations he had put up, needed some things for the pets, and needed some new winter flowers for the room. He couldn't bear it just being cold stone, he needed nature. And Agni had burnt through his collar and Bacon was getting to big for it. Ah pet ownership. And seeing to Svitana would not be a bad idea either.

So he was walking swiftly through the halls, dressed in a long, split-legged tunic and dark black trousers with knee high boots. Normally he would prefer robes, but swift walking and probably a ride dictated the more sensible attire, though it was no less lavish than his usual.

He turned the corner, coming down the stairs, and he let out a sound of delight on recognizing a head of golden hair. ]</sub>

Galadriel!

_{[ It would be a perfect moment to see if she had enjoyed his gift of a small silver bracelet expertly cut to look like leaves woven into lace with pearls dotted here and there around its circumference. ]}

yess, we will find a way to do this, despite the cautious elf

[inafadingcrown]

Ashura. [She smiled lightly, looking about to make sure she wasn't under any mistletoe before pausing and gesturing him over.] How have you been?

Re: yess, we will find a way to do this, despite the cautious elf

[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ It was not hard to understand the gesture and her caution. He felt the same these days, though a particular instance had led to some rather... lovely nights. But best not to think of that in the lady's presence.}

He came over, boots taping on the stone and leaned in to kiss her cheek gently in greeting. ]

I have been... well, surprisingly. New friends and things to keep myself busy. And yourself?

[inafadingcrown]

[Her smile warms at that news] I am glad. [He has had a rather hard time of it lately- or at least he had the last time they spoke. She was happy to hear that things were improving.] Things continue much as they have for me; there are a few new arrivals from Middle Earth since last we spoke, but I have little other news.

action (because kissing meetings. Always-)

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke also greatly dislikes this season, but he doesn't like to wish for his food or that for the animals that share his room.

The sense of someone moving has him stepping back, hopefully out of the way and thus not likely to have problems with the whole kissing thing. But that totally is mistletoe nearby what he thought was a safe spot.

Oops? ]

[inafadingcrown]

[And this is what she gets for coming around the corner too quickly. She pauses and makes a little irritated noise as she spots the mistletoe.]

I will be most glad when this month is over.

[radiantwingedone]

[ He vaguely recognizes her voice and the way his shoulders move indicates 'not again'. ]

It would be nice if burning the things had an effect...

[ That's an agreeing tone, though. ]

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[sugarwaffo]

[With the holiday season not quite over, Sugar was out looking for more people to kiss. The young fairy got halfway through searching the halls when she sees a lady in white. Ah ha! She hasn't kissed her yet!

...Technically she hasn't even met her yet, but details.

Sugar flies up to greet her, waving as she goes.]

Hello! Merry Christmas!

[inafadingcrown]

[Well! It's not every day that one has small children flying up to say hello. Galadriel looks startled for a moment, but eventually settles into a smile.]

Merry Christmas. [Is it Christmas? She can't remember when the exact day is. But she echoes the greeting anyway.]

[sugarwaffo]

[Sugar doesn't notice her being startled, far too used to people acting surprised around her. It's not really Christmas, but Sugar doesn't remember that and thinks she should keep greeting people regardless.]

Why thank you! [And with that, she moves to plant a little kiss on Galadriel's cheek. Galadriel might notice that there is no compelling magical urges, so this can't have been the mistletoe. How odd...]

[toobravehearted]

[Galadriel isn't the only one trying their best to avoid the mistletoe throughout December. How successful the Doctor has been on that... Well. On his way to the kitchen, he's sure to apply a bit of caution, but unfortunately, doorways still cannot be avoided.

It must be an amusing sight to see. A man peering around a doorway first, casting a wary glance upwards as he goes, and then carrying out a slide-step-dash through the door along the jamb. With a look of triumph (honestly, what is the plant going to do to him otherwise? Eat him? Right. Let's not answer that) he sets off again with a grin.

And then he comes to a surprised stop when he sees Galadriel. Oops. Waving 'hello' across to her, he at least has the decency to see the humour in his skulking.]

Er, hello, Lady Galadriel. Afternoon stroll? Lovely day for it.

[inafadingcrown]

[At least he's given her reason to smile; really, even she hasn't been quite so... enthusiastic in her attempts to avoid the plant.]

Hello, Doctor. I was intending to make my way to town, but I won't deny that a stroll was among my reasons.

[toobravehearted]

[Certain someone's have been avoiding certain situations as much as they possibly can, much to his own irritation or amusement, depending on the day. Today seems to be an amusement day.]

Yes, well, out and about, fresh air, a bracing winter breeze, can't go wrong with that now.

[With a scratch at his eyebrow, his smile turns more relaxed.] How have you been keeping? Good I hope. I had heard that you've been cooking, actually. [Is he teasing slightly there? Perhaps.]