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[freeslider]

[There's a sound that might possibly be described as the frustrated jingling of bells over the journal followed by an equally vexed sigh]

Oh, you have to be kidding me. Wearing this getup once was bad enough but it was never the only thing I could wear...

[There is already a small pile of duplicate elf costumes spread over her bed as the castle has replaced nearly her whole wardrobe.

She roots around in her closet, treating the other residents briefly to the sound of scraping hangers, muttering.]

I'm going to freeze in this thing...

[She finds, finally, a cache of coats and sweaters in holiday colors, in varying shades of tacky, but at least they're something.]

Figures.

Eighth Temptation ♆ Meg and YOU sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G [Dictated/Action]

[putuporshutup]

[Contest, huh? As their dearly departed Barney would say, challenge accepted. Obviously booze isn't a concern for her since she owns a bar, but that's how bad she wants those bragging rights.

Her personal kissing activities have been strictly Castiel-related lately, and under normal circumstances she wouldn't even want to kiss anyone else (well... maybe...), but her competitive streak is officially out to play. Besides, she does what she wants!]

As far as castle bullshit goes, gotta say this is probably my favorite thing so far. Can't see why some people are being so damn uptight about it. Kissing is great, don'tcha think?

[She will be hanging out intermittently in high traffic areas: the library, the lobby, random hallways with interesting nameplates... purposely making herself as available as possible. She does need to pop in for a shift at Death Match later, so she'll end up there eventually, as per usual.]

[[OOC: She's gunning for the win here, guys. HAVE AT IT. She really likes kissing and if you come near her, she will probably initiate it. She won't do anything more than that because she's got Cas for that and she isn't completely awful, but you can try to tempt her...]]

Happy Paraversary (written/voice)

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So, I guess it's my turn to reflect on what being here for a year is like... I think it's safe to say that I've seen the worst and the best that the castle can throw at us in that time.   I don't know if one could ever justify the other, but I plan on making as much out of the good as I can...  while it lasts.  

I still think this place [REDACTED] [REDACTED] Wonder[REDACTED]

[The next bit is spoken]

Oh what the >beep<!  I can't >beep<ing swear?!  Are you >beep<ing kidding me?!  

>beep<!  What?!  I can't even say >beep<!?    I hate it here!

ELEVENTH SHOT

[dog_eat_dog]

[Tess has heard the warnings, but frankly, nothing ever stops her. Curfews were always a horrible part of living in the Quarantine Zone, and you could only skirt around them so much before you risked getting caught, but she still defied them. Nothing could keep her in her apartment for more than she wanted to be, just like how nothing could keep her in certain zones, just like how nothing could keep her inside the walls.

As a result, she's out and about, kissing or no kissing. She's not too concerned, given that she has a gun and her own two fists should anyone get up in her space without welcome. No castle is going to overpower her.

So there's Tess, reading in the library. She's sitting on a couch in front of the fire, idly thumbing through books with her feet tucked up under her.]

Been a long time since I've seen a proper Christmas. It was weird enough getting to taste pumpkin pie and real turkey again, so it'll be good to have gingerbread, and eggnog, and candy canes. Fresh ones, not stale ones.

Starbucks pumpkin spice lattes… I only ever had a few but it was the best taste ever. Or just Starbucks in general, such a waste of money but so good. Fuck.

[She's definitely drinking one now, though.]

Crazy to me that the castle even recognizes brand names, too.