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[It's five days until Hanukkah begins, this castle needs some decorations, and Phoenix is more than happy to oblige.
Against his better judgment (being that he broke his leg the last time), he's perched atop a ladder in the lobby, hanging big paper Stars of David, blue and white tinsel, and some truly tacky large plastic dreidel-shaped lights that seem to be blinking erratically, all semblance of rhythm gone.
He hasn't paid much mind to the castle's contribution to his decorating: a blue-clad nutcracker perched on a side table nearby. What a shame.
Instead, he just goes on whistling and hanging things from the walls, blissfully oblivious.]
((ooc: open for kissing from anyone!))
Against his better judgment (being that he broke his leg the last time), he's perched atop a ladder in the lobby, hanging big paper Stars of David, blue and white tinsel, and some truly tacky large plastic dreidel-shaped lights that seem to be blinking erratically, all semblance of rhythm gone.
He hasn't paid much mind to the castle's contribution to his decorating: a blue-clad nutcracker perched on a side table nearby. What a shame.
Instead, he just goes on whistling and hanging things from the walls, blissfully oblivious.]
((ooc: open for kissing from anyone!))