Good morning inmates. It is the 95th day of the third generation.

Today the Christmas holiday will be observed, for those who wish to celebrate it, and the facility has been decorated festively to suit the occasion. The club will have a selection of fine alcohol available for today only, the shelter kitchen will have a mid afternoon dinner prepared, and once the dome illumination has gone out, the tree in the center of the park will be lit up. Inmates are free to place provided decorations on it at this time. Any who attempt to sabotage the tree, or any decorations, will be severely reprimanded.

For those who may wish to be informed, several belongings of a previous inmate have escaped the holding facility. However, remote units have been dispatched to retrieve them and the matter will be taken care of shortly. Please do not interfere with their progress, and report any irregularities to the kiosk.

[Ryoji had intended to go on a quick breakfast run before Minato woke up -- he slept so little these days, between dreams and his own restlessness -- but the end result was far different. To the average onlooker, Ryoji is nearly twice as pale as usual, his cheeks pinkened almost hectically and deep lines under his eyes.]

[He's also a bit unsteady on his feet, his voice a bit less smooth than normal.]

[He's fine, though. Totally fine. Just ignore him propped up on a bench outside the park, head bowed. How did he even get here?]

Hey, does anyone else think the sky is weird?

[ have a sleepy, contented sort of voice ]

Boy, can we have pizza for Christmas dinner this time?

[Karkat has decided to celebrate this most joyous of days by stomping around the park like the angry little troll he is. He side-eyes the Christmas decorations he comes across so hard, but aside from that doesn't seem to be up to much. At least, he tells himself, it;s not the ball. In his opinion, the less said about that waste of time and energy the better. Why he'd agreed to go he had no idea.

Well, no, he did know, but he didn't really understand why he thought that was so great. Prove he didn't have a crush on the crazy blind chick by going to the ball with some fussyfangs meddling Prospitian woman...

It is true. The only bigger asshole than his future self is his past self.

He kicks at a clump of grass. It's not really doing anything to deserve his animosity, but as he can't kick his past self without some temporal shenanigans he's not really up for, it has to do.]

Acumen's systems tick over to midnight, and somewhere in the depths of the holding facility, dozens of little silver spheres shiver and come to life. They rise up into the air, dangling little bouquets of mistletoe, and hover in waiting for the door to open again. And when it does, they swoop out and work their way into the dome proper, making it out just in time for daybreak.

Now they're scattered all over the dome, Anissina's gifts and Eggman's souvenirs. They're seeking out people to bring together in the holiday spirit...

Whether they like it or not!


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[ morning // video ]
[He turns on the video. He's in a hospital room... Again. And he looks a bit sheepish.] I'm sorry if anyone was looking for me last night or this morning -- I sprained my ankle while I was on patrol. I'll be out of here in the afternoon, so it's nothing to worry about. But I wanted to warn the defense force that I'd be out of commission except in emergencies for a few days.

Ah, Lavi... Can you bring the dog? [ehe] I feel bad leaving you all to take care of him after only a day...


[ afternoon // action ]
[And when he gets out of the hospital in the afternoon he's on crutches, irritatingly enough. He resolves privately to trade them in as soon as he can, and hobbles towards the shelter kitchen quickly. He is so very ready for real food right now.]


[[ooc: You can visit him in the morning or run into him in the afternoon, and kissing bots are okay! He will be on crutches or in bed and unlikely to be able to escape Road.]]

[It's Christmas morning and Sakura is helping out at the defense force headquarters. She's put some of the flowers from yesterday in vases and has placed them around the room for a festive air! After a moment or two she sits down on one of the couches and gives a little sigh.]

These lapses of consciousness and sense of passing time that occur when one... "falls through the stabilizer's cracks" I suppose, can be very tiresome to continuously experience. Even for one already accustomed to a similar system.

[She does sound somewhat weary-- or exasperated. Either way, there's some dry amusement in there too as she simply unloads her sentiments to Acumenno one in particular. She's griping because it's pretty justified, and this is kind of part "hey i'm back"]

However, if I consider that for some reason it was deemed appropriate to return me today of all days, I cannot complain overly much. I would have been disappointed to miss Christmas.

[And while Christmas is her second favorite ever, the mild levity is gone now. Here's the other part, the important one] ...I don't imagine Sasha has returned as well?

[If she has, she's definitely not anywhere near where Saber is right now. But maybe she'll respond or... someone will let her know]