♛ This place is pretty dead ♛

[devouringdeep]

Who: Childe + You!
When: All of November/December/However long I want
What: This is our monthly catch-all
Warnings: TBA, tw childe

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[redoutlaw]

Huh?

[Jason stopped walking, probably because suddenly hearing a voice when being unable to see them would only lead to a disaster. It took him a moment to register who it was, a smile crossing his face at the sound of Childe’s voice.]

Hey, Red. I wouldn’t say no to a hand or two.

[devouringdeep]

Luckily for you, I've got a pair. [A currently numb and unfeeling pair, but they were there for him to utilize nonetheless. He reached up with his left, the Vision on his hip giving a dull pulse as three of the five boxes were lifted securely up off the stack by a cascade of water and lowered into his own arms. From there the liquid evaporated once more, leaving the cardboard surprisingly dry.]

Where ya headed?

[redoutlaw]

That’s never not going to be cool.

[Jason laughed a bit, shifting the boxes that he still had so he could hold them a little better.]

Heading back to my classroom. Just needed some supplies for the set I’m making for the play.

[A sly little smirk crossed his lips as he started walking again.]

Don’t suppose your hands could help me with that too?

[devouringdeep]

I'm sure my hands could help you with a lot of things.

[It's said with an easy chuckle, and he shifts the weight of the boxes just a bit, a new spark of interest in his eye]

So. What kind of play?

[redoutlaw]

[Shameless.

Jason couldn't help but smirk. Childe always knew just how to tickle his funny bone.]

The Nut Cracker. Ya know, cause of Chirstmas.

[Probably not cause Childe came from like fantasy Russia.]

It's usually a ballet, but half these kids can't dance let alone sing so it's going to be stellar.

[devouringdeep]

[There's a curious look to his expression for a moment, and he's nodding along like he gets it for roughly two seconds before he opens his mouth to give away the fact that he absolutely does not understand.]

Can I ask you what Christmas is supposed to be? I keep hearing it get thrown around.

[redoutlaw]

[He snorts a bit. Go figure the guy didn't know what it was. Wonder what they had in Teyvet for Christmas, if they had anything at all. Maybe some like winter solstice shit.]

It's a Christian Holiday or some shit. Celebrate the birth of Jesus. Mind you they took that holiday from the pagans, but say that to a Christan and they'd probably combust. But most people simply celebrate it because you're supposed to decorate a pine tree and leave gifts under it for friends and family. There's also this tale that kids are told about a jolly fat guy that travels the whole world in one night to leave the presents to the good kids and coal to the bad kids.

[devouringdeep]

[please dont make me make up more teyvat holidays i know where you live]

That's uh... A lot for a holiday, all at once.

[He shifts his grip on the boxes again, drumming his fingers against the cardboard.] Jesus is Lucifer's brother or something, correct? I've never heard of the other guy, though.

[redoutlaw]

[do it coward.]

Some shit like that yeah. Santa Claus, or Saint Nick, whatever you want to call him. Picture a round dude with a lot of hair and a massive white beard. Has a bunch of elves working for him year round making toys and has flying reindeer.