So, I have a question--

[Roxas has been into the yule ball, felt uncomfortable for a little bit, and then went back outside again where there are fewer people and the air is crisp and cold. He has his ATs on and is skating around on walls or shooting down the street at vehicular speeds around Sector 6 outside. He pauses, skating lazily in a circle while he thinks out his question.]

--Why are people giving each other gifts? Isn't that Santa Claus's job?

Whoever let it snow in here is a piece of crap. We're in an enclosed space for god's sake! And please, if you're going to make it snow, at least plow the damn roads!

[Someone's a little grumpy with all the waiting he's been doing and then that damn, idiotic flyer he got in the mail wasn't exactly a highlight of his day either. Christmas, snow, bah humbug! It was more trouble then it was worth. But it's not exactly stopping Dean from doing one last 'trip' to the store either.]

[Toothless pops up excitedly in front of the screen.] Watch this, watch this!

[He bounds over to where he's rolled some snow up to make a snowperson. Of course, it looks very sloppy and tilted so much it like it's about to fall over any second because he doesn't really have the best hands for rolling a ball of snow around to make a proper one, let alone stack them straight.

Toothless backs up a little bit, opens his mouth, and lets out a blast off blue fire. Melted snow goes flying and splatters everywhere, the snowperson completely destroyed. Toothless bounds around in a circle with the equivalent of a dragon laughing.] This is fun!

[And oh look, there's another sloppy snowperson, a little shorter and more lumpy than the other one. Toothless runs up and pounces that one, landing smack on it and smushing it into being as flat as a pancake. He rolls over onto his side and rolls around in the snow for a bit, then gets back up, straightening himself and shaking all the snow off. He starts nosing some snow, attempting to make another snowperson to tackle.]

Come play! It's more fun when you're not alone!

I'm sure you're all tired of people asking "Where am I and how did I get here" all the time, and I actually bothered to read the newbie pamphlet, so I'll cut to the chase.

Acumen: I have someone who needs his head chopped off and I can't do that if I'm stuck here. You will send me home, or you will pay.