Backdated to just before Christmas - Text

[foughtfortheusers]

User holidays are...  strange.  And they just keep getting worse.

Why all the decorations?

[He's out roaming the castle grounds.  Checking out any decorations up and just being overall curious...]

[Open to all for run ins.  Especially if you want a kiss with Rinzler, here's your chance.  Would have done this sooner, but just didn't have the time most of the month.]

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[cheerupemoborg]

Because otherwise, it wouldn't seem as special.

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[wizard_redfive]

[It's close enough to the holidays that Dairine is forced out of would rather not be in her room 24/7. There are presents to wrap and Christmas treats to enjoy! Dairine is just leaving the kitchen with a gingerbread cookie when she hears that rumbling purr.

And freezes. Rinzler.

Sure enough, there is the red lit program, just like in the nightmare. But no. That had been a construct of Alan's fears. This Rinzler was nothing like that, Dairine reassures herself. But seeing him still made her tense, as fight-flight instinct screamed at her to do something. Ignoring it, Dairine answers back.]

Because they're festive. They help us get into the holiday spirit.

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[foughtfortheusers]

[Rinzler rumbles softly at that.] User customs strange.

[He's puzzled at the reaction, but he's good at reading enough to note the fear reaction. It's strange. He's not used to it anymore. Not since arriving at the castle.]

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[wizard_redfive]

No stranger than we'd find Program customs, I suspect.

[Dairine is trying to to be too obvious about it. She's doing a pretty good job damping it down if you ask her. But she'll stay on this side of the lobby, thank you very much.]

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[foughtfortheusers]

Maybe, user.

[Stalking closer. He's not trying to be menacing. It's just... The way he is now.]

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[wizard_redfive]

Don't "user" me. I have a name!

[And Dairine is gonna take a cautious step back. Because even if it HADN'T been Rinzler, it's still the Christmas season. Personal space. She needs it.]

[foughtfortheusers]

Why afraid?

[wizard_redfive]

[She scowls.]

I'm not afraid. [Nervous, yes, but not afraid.]

[foughtfortheusers]

Acting like it.

[wizard_redfive]

[Offended:]

Am not.

[foughtfortheusers]

[Rumbling, taking a step closer]

Are.

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine tenses up at his approach but stands her ground.]

Not a chance.

[foughtfortheusers]

[Have a rumbling laugh. He totally believes that, silly user. About as much sense as the younger Flynn had.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine flushes with indignation. She's never taken well to being laughed at, by friend OR foe. Straightening up, she gives him a firm glare.]

What's so funny?

[foughtfortheusers]

You.

[Simple. To the point. The blustering is funny.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine's temper snaps, overpowering her initial trepidation. Unfortunately, that anger also clouds her judgment regarding who she is talking to and what season it is. Dairine's voice rings out sharp and loud.]

You think I'm funny, huh? Then say it to my face!

[foughtfortheusers]

Am.

[Moving to look her in the eyes, though he's helmeted...]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine realizes her mistake the moment he reaches eye level. 'Oh no...! Backtrack, backtrack!' But Dairine feet are glued to the spot as her mind is flooded with the affection for the program in front of her. She smiles fondly, as if he were one of her own mobiles.]

Now there's a good program.

[And with that, Dairine leans forward and kisses Rinzler's helmet.]

[foughtfortheusers]

[Rinzler was startled and confused by that reaction from a near stranger. At least there's a helmet between her kissing him. The rumbling is hot unhappy or annoyed though... He feels the same odd affection.]