#spirale winterfes 2023

[lovelysincerity]

"Isn't it? I can only imagine the time it took to build the machine, along with its programming." It made her want to take it apart and study it like she did with computers.

At the mention of making her own cookie, Miyako looked to Hawkmon. "What do you think? Would you like a cookie made in your image?"

"I do not see why not. It looks interesting," he said before noticing the little cat peering at him from the backpack.

@lovelysincerity - build-a-gingerbread man

“It really is something… how amazing technology is I mean.” Ambrose has been very intently watching the machinery work away at making the decorated gingerbread cookies, leaning forward a bit to see better. He never would have thought of it, but this will make things easier instead of having to get someone to help him bake a whole batch of cookies! Although maybe he’s blocking the view a little, smiling awkwardly as he shuffles to make some room, pointing at the screen, “Want to try next? Your bird friend might look cute, as a cookie design. I made one of Basil, my cat, too.”

Basil happens to be peeking his little face into the window of the cat backpack at the sound of his name.

[lovelysincerity]

The more Miyako stared at her tree, the more conflicted she felt. There were so many ways to decorate, and she couldn't pick one. There was the red and gold route, but white with green was nice, too. She could go full on rainbow with the multi coloured lights and ornaments, but would that be appropriate?

Decisions, decisions.

"This is harder than I thought," Miyako said, oblivious to the other woman who was approaching them with a tiny hat in hand.

Hawkmon, however, noticed her.

"No, I do not believe I have," he said, eyeing the hat with interest. "Do you wish for me to wear it? If so, I do not mind."

@lovelysincerity // terras-tree-al decorating

💧 For an event revolving around decorating a holiday tree you'd think that Furina would be focusing on her own pine. Instead she had been rummaging around in the decorations for something else, something she had seen earlier. She'd had a spot of inspiration and not for her tree. "Aha! There it is!"

Taking the tiny top hat that she had found, she meekly approached the woman and her bird who had been decorating the tree beside hers. She knelt down to the bird and held the hat out to him.

"Um... Have you ever worn a top hat, monsieur? I think you'd look quite dashing in it!" Eyes flickered to the woman he was with. "Erm... If that's okay I mean!"

[purewhitedevil]

Perhaps, they have to find where these things coming from, prior to Yuri's heroic effort which the succubus appreciated it. Checking out aside, she had to know where they at.

And they were alive too? Color her curiously impressed but the man had other concerns.

Albedo managed to draw out 3F in a timely baseball-like swing on an incoming marshmallow, sliced into clean half and they were alive indeed.

"Your awareness saved me but you were right... these things are alive. Let's find the culprits." Making her move, this will end up in blood... well not really, just teaching those tossers a lesson.

"tch, i'm fine. glad my thick head's good for something," he reassures her with a dismissive wave of his hand; his own condition's the least of his worries right now. "i just wanna know who's dumb enough to throw these arou-- look out!"

if not for yuri's quick reflexes, albedo would've gotten a marshmallow to the forehead, herself! and if that's not wild enough already, the sugary treat starts to squirm in his grasp!

"is this thing... alive?" it manages to escape in his brief daze, hellbent on finishing what it started-- that is, commencing its attack on albedo! "look out! again!"

[amerhauser]

Can't miss this chance up, can't miss normality prior to she was overly used of surviving, looting and literally what a scavenger do in a world full of undead. Spirale was her saving grace.

English is her very poor langue but she's trying to learn it well even with a few limited words. Well, barriers are an issue to Spirale prior to her early argument from a random baker because she can't speak their language well.

Of course, she's honest to the core that she'd be baking something.

"Ja, ich spreche Deutsch. Aber ich lerne immer noch Englisch." No translators and such. She only speaks German as she continued baking cookies resembling her survivor friends at her world, with raisins. Her handiwork is somewhat crude. "Beatrix Amerhauser. Wir sind für jede Hilfe dankbar!"

Whatever the assistance is, she'll take it!

while baking certainly isn't garry's favourite activity, the chance for free pastries sounded almost too good to pass it up ... she might be able to learn while she's observing, so why not? as expected, there's a precision to the bakers and their work as garry strolls across the star trail with a bit more willpower than when she first stood on it. it doesn't so much scare her as overwhelm her a bit.

   this little baking event makes it easier to concentrate on something, though. and as garry's gaze carries from here to there, she spots a conversation happening nearby, of somebody trying (and failing, apparently) to communicate with one of the bakers. after listening in a bit, that sounds like ...

   ' sorry. du sprichst deutsch, oder? ' her accent is a bit more pronounced than it usually would be, which makes her cringe. it also feels quite strange ... perhaps she'd taken the universal translator of the island for granted, bridging gaps with it that much easier. ' ich kanns dir erklären, wenn du willst ... ich heiße garry! '

@amerhauser / winterfes shenanigans

[purewhitedevil]

Albedo had her own experience on onsens as she was used on separate ones regardless of gender. This one, however is open to all as she doesn't mind. She had hers too on her side if she felt like drinking it.

She nods as she lets them to be dipped in hot, steamy spring water.

"Well, company is better than being alone." Fixing the towel aside, she do agreed with Testament. "It was quite a relief too, don't you think?" Grabbing the wooden bucket, she bathes herself with the spring water that surrounded them.

"So the fluctuating temperatures make each pool, and your experience in them, unique. How fun." They take a sip of their hot cocoa with all the fixings, nodding at the person who answered their questions. Their hair tied up in a complicated bun, red eyes scan the springs with room in them.

Finally settling on one, they slide into the warm water, sitting down their hot cocoa on the side.

"I hope you don't mind,"

"In my experience, an onsen is best shared with good company, regardless." Not that they were the most social, but they did enjoy the quiet presence of others.

@purewhitedevil

[purewhitedevil]

"Indeed... it does have been a long while though." Feeling was mutual to remember names as well. She just remembers his because a certain dullahan had that name too. Either way, it was a nice feat to see that he's alright. Literally one of the humans Albedo has tolerance to interact with.

Until she noticed something dropping on his head.

"Seems these things looked like pillows but not sure about their durability." Albedo had to examine this marshmallow coming from the impact that hit Yuri. First, checks him out. "Are you alright though?"

@purewhitedevil || 🌳🌳🌳

"long time no see! guess we should thank the eternal tree for our long-awaited reunion."

honestly, yuri hardly remembers albedo's name (as if that's ever been his strong suit), but that's fine. he's got time to kill before checking out more of the cotes ward's festivities, so he wouldn't mind a quick chat!

at least that's the plan, until...

bonk! a pillow-y object (a... marshmallow?) bounces off his forehead.

"what the--?" bonk! bonk! bonk! "oi! the hell's up with these things!?"