Mistletoe - it's on your head!

[andcontrarywise]

*You're walking along, doing you're business... enjoying the season, or getting decapitated or however you deal with December, and then you have a hat.

It's a lovely, well made top hat that seems to fit perfectly.

The hatband is a wreath of mistletoe.

You're welcome.*

((I was told to make a mistletoe post, okay.))

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[needsahandjob]

I knew I shouldn't have bothered today.

[needsahandjob]

Not the word I'd use.

[flyyyyying. He's good at it at least.]

[mind_over_metal]

*as calmly as a man who isn't being telekinetically flown through the air in a wheelchair*

What would you use?

[needsahandjob]

I have two hunks of metal welded to my arms from a traumatic double amputation. You tell me.

[and landing outside the library.]

[mind_over_metal]

And I'm paralyzed from the waist down from taking a bullet to the back and not getting medical attention until hours later, and I find the snow to be lovely but tiring. But I just told you that.

Thank you.

*rolls inside*

[needsahandjob]

What the hell? You weren't shot. Who the hell shot you?

[mind_over_metal]

*it seems that Julian won't be getting any more answers until they at least get inside and settled at an out-of-the-way table. Charles has gone ahead and is waiting for him there.*

[needsahandjob]

[dawdling over like he doesn't want to be there. which. makes sense. He takes a chair, spins it around and straddles it, his arms resting on the back of the backrest.]

Well?

[mind_over_metal]

*evenly*

It hadn't been aimed at me, but that doesn't change the outcome. That's something that you understand, I'm sure.

[needsahandjob]

Yeah, I know all about being collateral.

[mind_over_metal]

It's certainly not pleasant. Or... easily gotten over.

[needsahandjob]

Well, I'll let you know when it stops happening so I have a chance to get over it.

[mind_over_metal]

Wonderful. I'll do likewise. Should we have a newsletter?

[needsahandjob]

Only if you're writing it.

[mind_over_metal]

You're in charge of the pictures, then.

[needsahandjob]

You trust me with scissors?