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[hollowchild]

[the bracelet camera's feed cuts in looking up at the sky, catching both the fairylights and the clouds above them, visible in the light reflected from the snow. the view pans and sways a little, and there's the sound of boots crunching on snow. it's late, and asgard is quiet. sophie's voice is quiet, too, and her bracelet stays pointed at the lights and the sky, showing the pretty view, although she's aware she's recording]

The season of metal seems thoroughly passed, now. I wonder if there is a solstice here? Certainly not Christmas. Is the celebration of midwinter universal? It seems most people would call for the light to return, for the world to melt again.

[she keeps walking for awhile, chronicling the lights]

I probably shouldn't like the night, not anymore. But I do. With the snow, it's so quiet, it presses in around your ears, wraps you up in silence. Almost like dreaming.

[when she turns the camera toward her, it's obvious she's been walking awhile, cheeks and nose and ears red with cold]

Is anyone else still awake?

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[ealdorsprince]

Can't sleep?

[Obviously he can't either.]

[hollowchild]

Mm, no. Restless tonight, I suppose. You too?

[ealdorsprince]

There is a lot to be restless about right now.

[He pauses.]

Would you like some company? It's better to talk in person.

[hollowchild]

I suppose there is, yes.

Mm. Inside or out? I was heading for the park.

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[clearwater]

I think some people are gonna celebrate Christmas whether the gods do or not.

[at least that's what seth's gathered, and he's honestly glad for it, because christmas will be the first major holiday he's spent in asgard and he thinks it might be a little overwhelming to have nothing going on at all.]

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[hollowchild]

Your world has Christmas, then?

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[clearwater]

Yep! I mean, not everybody celebrates it, but it's definitely a thing.

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[hollowchild]

Do you have plans to celebrate here, then?

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[holmes_fanatic]

There was a New Year's Celebration last -- well, I guess it would be last year now.

[This is a kind of unwelcome admission.]

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[hollowchild]

...That's a rather short year. I assume that's what the lights are about, at least.

You're up late.

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[holmes_fanatic]

Mm! It doesn't quite feel all that long ... but a lot has happened!

So is Sophie-san~!

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[ The rarest video footage of all time.

Featured: this face. ]

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[hollowchild]

A lot has happened in the time I've been here, so I can only imagine.

I usually am. Tonight I just...felt like talking, I suppose.

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Season of... 'metal'?

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[hollowchild]

Otherwise known as autumn. It's a beautiful season, but I'm glad enough to be rid of it.

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What's there... metal about it?

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[hollowchild]

It...just is. The season of metal is when things flare brightly and then turn bare, when things die, or are lost until spring. It's always seemed a natural comparison, to me.

[because she grew up in a crazy magical world, yep]

[samantha_grey]

Burning the late night oil, I see...

[She didn't necessarily talk that much to Sophie since the girl took up a job at the counter. Sam could be a fairly business-like boss if one didn't actively socialize with her, and she spent a great deal of time back in the lab, preparing medicines or experimenting on the gods only knew what. She was always the one locking up at night.

She smirked and shrugged.]

We celebrated Yule at my house. It's similar to a mid-winter sort of celebration. It usually involved an old log being burned and my mother telling me old stories of the kings under the hills long forgotten.

And I suppose I'm a bit of a night owl as a rule.

[hollowchild]

Not terribly productively, alas.

[sophie had been content to follow sam's lead on socializing. she was grateful for the employment, for the money, for something useful to do with herself, and for the comfort of the familiar scent of herbs that permeated the shop. it was a comfortable place for her, moreso than the more modern aspects of asgard. sam was her boss, to say nothing of the fact that sophie's was a world where apprenticeship was the norm, and deference wasn't a small thing]

That sounds a good bit like our Christmas, although our stories were a bit different and it wasn't usually my father telling them. The Santa bit was the best part, of course, when we were young.

[she gave a wry little smile]

That barely leaves any time for sleep at all. But there are certainly more interesting things to do.

[samantha_grey]

I can sleep when I'm dead. [She chuckled just a little too heartily as she said that. She could have the most macabre sense of humor at times.] I think, to be honest, that a lot of the old worship in the winter tended to be really family oriented. It's only when there got to be much bigger cities that that all changed.

Of course, mom actually never told me about Santa. It wasn't really in our myths.

[hollowchild]

Ah, I think my mother was quite enamored with Santa, and so my older brothers and sister were as well. Mother really wanted to be on the naughty list, they said. She set traps for him and everything.

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[ Because during the night he's generally always busy building, he only goes with audio. Like any kind of phone call. ]

Always awake. Midwinter celebration is very universal.

[Voice]

[hollowchild]

[it sounds almost like the doctor, but there's something off...]

Still not sleeping, Doctor? I'm envious. And is it? I suppose that makes sense.

Do you celebrate Christmas?

[Voice]

[outoften]

[ It would be. ]

Of course. I love Christmas!

[Voice]

[hollowchild]

[yes, definitely something off]

I suppose that's fitting.

...is something different, Doctor?