[ to the video comes the albino boy with the huge smile. He is in his room, which is covered in photographs of several people (some are gone from Asgard), and on the shelves, every single present he has received is there totally untouched and kept safe (no, he doesn't use the presents). The ceiling of his bedroom is black and it has the Asgardian sky, the moon and the stars painted on it. There are also awful lot of mistletoes hanging around. ]

Hello Asgard, I am Kaworu Nagisa. [ he has no idea how these things go, so he will just keep talking ] I do not understand people for I am essentially different from you. Every day I learn something about you, and it’s fascinating, but I still feel it’s not enough. We are far too different, you and I. So I ask a lot, about everything I can because I wish to know you, to understand you, to comprehend you. I love you, after all. [ he does. He really, REALLY, does. ]

But I was told one isn’t so quick to talk about themselves without the other doing the same. Conversations should not be one sided. [ but to be honest, Kaworu finds that to be untrue because he has talked and got to know about many without ever giving any sort of information back ] So I wish to try something else.

Let’s talk. Just talk. I will talk about myself too, unless you would rather just talk about you. [ he doesn’t mind! He prefers to focus on others rather than himself, after all ]

How was your day? How are you? What has made you laugh, lately, and what has made you angry? [ oh, he remembers something! ] What kind of gifts you received from the Gods?

[ at first all that comes into view is a bottle of single malt scotch, unopened. then an ashtray, nowhere near as untouched. slowly spike's hands and then his face enter into the picture too and he looks haggard; tired, and far too human. he had known this day would come, because in the end he always ended up alone. but it was always different when it actually happened, and somehow the abandonment itself was never any less painful. ]

I told myself I'd say something profound, quote some Churchill or something... [ did wes even like churchill? it wasn't like he knew. ] But how do you mourn a ghost? How do you mourn a ghost again even?

This was his drink, too rich for my blood, but then again I'm not a Wyndam-Price.

[ spike swallowed and turned away before slowly pouring a shot and raising it up for a fallen friend. ] To Wesley.

So... Giles is gone. Which means Willow - you know, dog version - and I have this whole house to ourselves.

[ She heaves a sigh. ]

Roommates, anybody?

[After leaving the castle grounds and returning to his Welcome Hall, from his crazy adventures in Muspelheim, Soushi found a large quantity of packages sitting neatly in front of his door. All the items were from friends and acquaintances and even a few strangers. He was uncertain over the reason for the items, but then he remembered over the season and figured it out.

That is why the broadcast will begin with a rather apprehensive Soushi taking a hard look at himself from a small hand mirror, thoroughly inspecting every inch of himself; at least, his hair and face. To many it may seem as though he was getting himself ready, but it might not be the case as his attention finally turns to the bracelet that was sitting on top of the coffee table in his living room.]

I do not look any different, do I? [His eyes will be on the mirror again as he pulls on his hair a bit.] It feels both odd, yet comforting. To return like this instead of feeling like someone else, someone ne-- [Realizing what he was about to say, Soushi will shake his head and remain quiet. A small smile will appear on his lips soon.] No. This isn't the point of this broadcast. I apologize for the way I am reacting, it's nothing to be concern about.

[Putting the hand mirror aside, Soushi will trade the item for one of the packages that was in front of his door, then present it to the bracelet instead.]

I found more of these items awaiting for me in front of my door. To all those that thought of me during the last few days and were kind enough to drop it there, thank you very much. And I apologize for I was unable to receive the items in person. [He will offer a bow to the camera.] You are all very thoughtful, honest, and kind to have done this. Especially to someone such as myself. I do not believe I deserve any of these gifts, but regardless...thank you. I am very touched.

[Lifting his head, a light blush will be on his cheeks as he really did feel deeply moved by everyone's kindness towards him. At least, to those that left him a present and to those who did not steal one neither. But that was neither here or there, instead Soushi was feeling embarrassed for another reason entirely.]

If I may ask, to those that hold knowledge with runic magic, I would like to know if it's possible to combine a rune into an item, so it could be used as an amulet of sorts. [Because.] I remember the citizens from Svartalfaheim held a similar ability to do so with their weapons and armor, but I do not wish to leave the city to gain an item like it. I believe our city has many wonderful runic experts, it is only fair to ask for their expertise over the subject first. I will pay for your services, of course. [After all.] I wish to present those who are... [Now it was getting difficult for him to admit:] my "precious friends" an item that could aid them in some way... [That really was embarrassing to admit, but Soushi's smile will continue to remain on his lips, not really showing his embarrassment in the least bit. Instead.] I will be returning my gratitude to each and every one of those who gave me a gift. [Another bow.] Thank you very much for your time.

[The broadcast will end there.]
( Private text to Samantha Grey, Desmond Miles, Eridan Ampora, Temari, and Elena Gilbert )

(OOC: Soushi was not around during the winter event, so he really will be giving his gifts that was decided on the handwaved gift giving meme.)