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Post by Nikolai Laska on Dec 31, 2017 18:31:45 GMT -8
'Twas the morning of Friendsmas, and all through the house, There was all sorts of stirring from both Nik and their "spouse". They'd had family dinner a mere three days prior, And though that went well, Nik was starting to tire.
Alola for Hanukkah, drama on Christmas day-- But there was still one more party to get underway. It was no grand endeavor, would not set any trends, But their first time inviting over so many friends.
Nik frowned as they looked over the festive decor. It was coming along, but they needed much more... Orion Alim-Verdi meanwhile worked in the kitchen, So at least Nik knew the snacks would be positively bitchin'.
Knowing Mia Kearney 'd be there also made Nik's mood lift, But upstairs Jazz Johnson worked hard on her gift. With input Nik gathered to avoid her alarm, Jazz was almost done testing this new cyber arm.
Dasha Laska might come, though she'd joined family dinner. If she had fun here though, Nik would call that a winner. Alex 'had obligations', they said, but oh well. Then of course there was Miss Marceline Labele .
Nik had reservations, even felt a bit cross, Knowing just how Ri' felt about his crook boss. But Orion had accepted Nik's feelings for Mia, So getting to know Marcie was now the idea.
Serafeyna Carroll should be a safe guest, Even if her taste in partners was hardly the best. She knew not to bring him, though, that Nik made clear. Instead she'd just bring a heart full of good cheer.
The guest list checked twice, decorations all set, Nik wiped their brow of their nerve-induced sweat. With everything done in this last-minute burst, The question remaining was: who would show first?
Not wanting to be out on the open platforms longer than she had to be, Mia was glancing down to the address she'd put into her phone and the directions it was giving back, borderline desperate to get inside and just feel a little more secure than these platforms were letting her be. It wasn't bad enough for her to show anything, but fuck did she hate these platforms. Who's bright idea was it to build a city on water like this? At least Caravella didn't have her constantly thinking she could just fall THROUGH the ground and, plop, no more Mia.
Still fairly chilly weather, Mia was wearing her puffy coat that Karla had gotten her for christmas. She'd been funny enough to wrap it with one of the sleeves pre-knotted for her, but thankfully it wasn't too hard a knot to undo if she wanted to. Some Canvas pants (clearly a male brand) and a rather horrendous christmas sweater under her coat, she was fairly warm, but she'd glad use the excuse of "freezing her ass off" to get inside faster.
Just as she'd managed to find the place she spotted someone else going to knock, quirking her brow at the green hair. Relative of Orion's? Nik said this was a friends christmas but Jazz was probably invited too so-oh! Oh no she recognized her! Ah fuck where was it from...
Brought from her attempts to figure it out, Mia lifted her head, her Machamp following close behind as the closed up to the door, the fighting pokemon putting it's four arms to use to carry present bags. "'Eya. Do I know you...?"
"Oh, my name's Marceline, we havn't met but-" Marcie offered her hand only for Mia to blurt out as she finally recognized her.
"Oh yeah! You're that breeder lady right? Some shit about you branching out into science?"
Marcie narrowed her eyes a little, taking back her hand as Mia seemed to ignore it in the moment of her realization. "Yes. Quite. And you're the infamous gym leader.~" Was that said with just a tinge of spite? Probably.
Mia could only smirk in response of course, folding her one arm over her chest and lightly squeezing her other bicep to manage the motion with only one arm. "Yeah that'd be me. Better to be infamous than nobody.~"
"Oh I wouldn't know about that..." She smirked and gave a faint giggle, dipping her head to the door, the Dusknoir carrying her own presents clearly thankful that it wouldn't have to carry any of Marcie's gifts much longer. "I take it you're here for Nik?"
Ugh...yeah. She supposed that wasn't as much of a secret anymore. Nik had been with her long enough for magazines to start spreading the 'hot goss', at least for her. It had been just a few weeks with Ves for magazines to start spreading the headline "Who tied the bombshell down" and shit like that. "Yeah that'd be it...you an...'Alim Verday?' That how you say it?"
It took a second for Marcie to register the name, and she giggled. "Oh no, I'm actually Orion's boss but-" She was about to try and explain how they were quite good friends before a groan from her Dusknoir caught her attention, snickering. "Would you do the honors?"
Mia rolled her eyes with a light smirk down at the fancier looking woman, taking in her designer coat, matching earmuffs, matching boots...shit if she was gonna spend a whole afternoon with someone like that she was almost worried she was gonna get Orion fired. Nevertheless, she used her good arm to finally knock on the door, resting it back in her pocket, Mia and Marcie both ready to shout merry christmas as the door opened.
Post by Jazz Johnson on Jan 1, 2018 22:28:03 GMT -8
C'mon... just a little more... There! Hopefully that would be the last of the calibrations for the arm. So far every test had turned out positive and there hadn't been any major hiccups yet. Even the compartments seemed to work and the music player was already installed with what Nik had assured him would be some of Mia's favorite music... and a few Christmas favorites while Jazz was at it. Indi had been a life saver when it came to actually building the arm that was for sure, but this was possibly the most fun Jazz had had on a project.
Satisfied that the arm was working perfectly, Jazz put the arm in the custom made box that he'd made to protect it. So far he'd managed to hide it from Mia somehow but that was mostly because he basically disappeared for a few weeks. Nik had been a huge help in getting specific measurements without cause for alarm or even hinting at it. Really, it was just dumb luck that the league created arm had gotten destroyed or... well, maybe not luck knowing Mia's strength. Hopefully this metal would be a lot more durable than whatever the league had used but who knew, knowing Mia.
Jazz had just been about to wrap the gift when he heard Orion calling for him to open the door. Fuck. Of all the timing, he was almost done getting everything ready and ffff. Oh well, hopefully it wasn't Mia that showed up first. If it was, well... maybe get the grease stains off his hands first then. It would be another minute before Jazz reached the stairs and decided it would be a good idea to slide down the railing and jump down to the bottom. Sure it would've taken like two seconds to actually walk down the stairs but he didn't want to make their guests wait any longer than they had to either. "Coming!" Jazz called out as he raced through the house, only barely skidding to a stop in front of the door.
The two on the other side weren't exactly who Jazz had been hoping for. Especially since Mia of all people was one of the first to arrive. Fuck. Her gift still wasn't wrapped yet and ahhhhh. Jazz's face might have portrayed this 'oh shit' moment briefly before a smile appeared on his features. " 'ey! Merry Christmas ya two~. C'mon 'n, yer deh first to show up so make yerself at home. Mmmm, presents kin go by deh tree. Think Nik jis finished decoratin' 'n 'rion's cookin' summin' nice."
After this short explanation, Jazz would open the door wider for the two ladies and stepped back, gesturing to the tree so the Pokemon could put the packages down. " 'ey Nik, 'rion! Mia 'n Marceline 'r 'ere!" Jazz called out, hoping that at least one of them would come and rescue him. He'd managed to keep the arm a secret for this long, what was just a couple more hours? Heh... easier said than done.
Post by Nikolai Laska on Jan 2, 2018 1:31:44 GMT -8
Nik's author had been quietly wondering why Nik wouldn't get the door if Jazz took upwards of a minute before being handed the perfect answer, so yes, Nik was indeed in the kitchen with Orion putting their artistic skill to good use. Icing? Gumdrops? Sure, but not just tossed on like some hooligan's cookies, oh no. Nik had been putting entirely too much effort into find details, icing spread in a perfectly even layer neither too thin nor thick, and colored sugar sprinkled very carefully to create various small scenes like a cabin in a snowy forest or some presents around a tree. (And if they were stuck on ideas, their own gaudy-ass Christmas sweater yielded quite a few, even if their eyes kept getting distracted by Mia's gold pin on the front of it~)
This was... about sixty times too much effort to be putting into art that was made to be eaten, but after everything else setup-wise was done Nik had decided that if they had time they may as well make the treats as impressive to their guests as possible, ehehehe.
They would have gotten the door regardless but--?? One couldn't just walk away in the middle of a task in art, a Good Stopping Point had to be found, and Nik's tendency to "oh but one more thing" kind of kept them stuck.
By the time Jazz called out, though, they had managed to finish off the cookie they were working on and-- MIA!!! Ahhh yes! Of course they could see the door from here, but hadn't known who Jazz was talking to until then. Right Marcie too but--
As they started to head that way, they noticed Orion bending over by the oven and.. >.> <.< Grinning and unable to resist, they very quickly fluidly reached over to grab his ass in passing, just enough to hopefully warrant a reaction. Just a few seconds later, though, they'd already crossed through the dining and living areas and all but tackled Mia as she came in.
For reasons they couldn't fathom, they proceeded to use that momentum to push into her, likely push her off balance, and literally sweep her off her feet, picking her up bridal style and spinning with her to move toward the couch. "MERRY CHRISTMAS BEAUTIFUL~!"
"Not giving a shit is the most liberating thing in the world, to a point of convincing yourself that you don't give a shit because you passionately, passionately give a shit."
Post by Orion Alim-Verdi on Jan 2, 2018 17:12:19 GMT -8
Whiiiiiiiiiinnnnneeeeeeeeeeeee. Orion poured out the contents of the bowl he’d been mixing into a deep dish pan. Owwwwooooo wiiiiiinnnnnnnnneeeee. He was totally focused, completely focused. WOOF- WHIIINNNEE-Woof Owowoowowow woof woof mrrorwwoof! Arf? woof—
Arceus fuck. That was the door. “Jazz!” Yeah, he’d get it. Good back to—
“Enough you guys,” Orion snapped looking down at the small horde of Rockruff and Poochyena all cluttered up around him. They were all sitting, like the good boys they were, but they were hungry, like little heathens. “Go outside, go play,” he shooed them, but they only gave him some extra space and continued their whining. “You’ll get fed in a bit, go, shoo…” He grabbed the pan and walked it over to the oven, bending down and keeping a close eye on the—
Hello Nik. Orion totally didn’t yip slightly expecting one of the pups to have nipped him and clearly not that. “Nikki—“ Oh whatever. The pups were keeping their distance but watching with careful eyes ever still. Orion rolled his eyes in return. “I will return you guys,” was the threat that had them all very briefly scattering off towards the back yard. How long that would last was debatable but… pfft. Better go greet— who was it Jazz had said? Did he say? Was Orion not paying attention? Yeah—
Walking to the front, Orion smirked a little on seeing who it was. “Merry Christmas~ Almost New Year” he mused stepping over to Marcie and flashing a smile. “Glad you could make it~” He… probably looked pretty cheesy with that very very pink Kiss The Cook apron that he was wearing over his own ugly Christmas sweater, but there ya go. “Want anything to drink~ We’ve got soda, beer, wine, whatever~” This was more extended to everyone but yeah.
His eyes then flickered to Jazz before back up the stairs again, a small nonverbal question as to whether he needed to head back up there immediately or not.
Post by Mia Kearney on Jan 2, 2018 17:34:14 GMT -8
Mia caught that little 'oh shit' moment, and unlike Marceline she had no idea what it was for, meanwhile the shorter, classier woman had at least some idea, but she was more worried Jazz hadn't finished the arm at all. Not that she doubted his skill, but it was a pretty tight deadline for something he'd supposedly never even done before. As they were each guided inside, while Toby was fine holding the presents, Dusknoir was quick to spot the tree and hurry his way over, carefully placing the gift bags to one side just under the tree before rushing back to his trainer. He did not like being out of his pokeball for so long and now there were people and he did not want to-THE HUMAN JUST STOLE THE OTHER HUMAN PUT ME BACK IN MY POKEBALL!!!
Marcie herself just managed to keep to a faint giggle as Nik rushed in to take Mia, turning Dusknoir's pokeball to him and spotting the relief shown in his single eye before he was taken back into his pokeball. Toby was chuckling a bit himself as Mia legitimately squeaked with Nik picking her up, having been so focused on Jazz she hadn't even seen them rush in from the side. Red tinting her cheeks sheerly because of the sound she'd made infront of Jazz, the stranger Marcie, and possibly Orion who she spotted out of the corner of her eye, Mia shot a brief glare at Nik, putting her hand in their hair about to mess it up in revenge, but managing to fight back the urge and just lightly biting the tip of their nose instead, rougher than just a playful nip but not by much. "Fuck you ya dork!~" As mean as the words were, her tone made it clear all of it was affectionate, wrapping her arm and stump around their neck, and with a hard tug forcing them to fall down into the couch with a loud giggle.
Marcie watched the whole scene unfold with a light roll to her eyes, albeit a smirk was present too, her eyes flashed to Orion as he entered from the kitchen, chuckling faintly at his apron, but a weird part of her almost expecting it from him ever since she learned he had such a hobby. "A pleasure to see you all. Wine would be lovely.~"
"Beer!" Called Mia from the likely messy pile of herself and Nik on the couch.
"Mach." The machamp rose a spare and empty hand, trying to communicate he'd like a beer too.
Post by Jazz Johnson on Jan 2, 2018 18:00:43 GMT -8
Thank Arceus. That show of affection was adorable and a very much needed distraction. It seemed Orion and Nik were able to entertain their guests for now that meant he could just, retreat upstairs, right? Maybe? Though the way Nik had stolen Mia was adorable and ok, he was smiling at that too. Well, at least he wouldn't have to worry about Mia finding out right now. At least Marceline didn't give anything away from his little slip up, not that he would have worried about it much but well, he'd been working non-stop to get everything perfect. To give away the surprise now?
Catching Orion's unspoken question, Jazz did look back up the stairs and nodded as subtly as he could. They were almost done and well... looking down at their clothes, he didn't really look ready for a Christmas party. He had an ugly Christmas sweater... somewhere, right? Yeah, that would be a good excuse wouldn't it. "Geez, get a room you guys~,"Jazz teased smirking a bit at the two lovebirds. "I'd liek sum beer please."
Could they just disappear upstairs now? Would that be ok? Looking over at Nik and Orion, Jazz wasn't really sure how to come up with a good excuse to go back upstairs. Well, changing clothes might be one but... how was he going to avoid suspicion too? Everyone else knew what he'd been doing for the past few weeks but... Yeah... Help would be nice. Or maybe he'd get lucky and a Pokemon would finish the wrapping. No, that wasn't something he liked leaving to chance. Hhhh, why was this so complicated.
Post by Nikolai Laska on Jan 2, 2018 19:24:14 GMT -8
Nik wasn't paying too much attention to anything else at first, just cuddling holding Mia and reveling in her reaction and grinning bright at that little ni---WHOOP. Pfffffffff as she made them both fall on the couch Nik couldn't help but burst into a giggle fit. O-oh Ri hey?
Despite themself, they found their eyes briefly shooting up to Orion and Marcie and? vaguely 'fearing' he'd greet her with a kiss? The level of hypocrisy that they would even briefly 'worry' about this while tangled on the couch half-beside and half-under their girlfriend did not escape them, and they did their best to settle and push that thought aside.
At Orion's offer, Nik answered, "I'll take a wine cooler. One of the green ones, I'm feeling festive." They then started working on shifting Mia so both of them could get up a bit easier. ... Why was Jazz frozen on the stairs like that? "Hey you should go finish getting ready," Nik told him. "And bring me my hat when you come back down. I left it on Ri's bed, you'll know it when you see it."
Finally getting into a better position, they asked Mia, "Wanna come sit at the table so we can talk easier while I finish decorating these cookies?" ...They smirked. "Or you can help but you and I have to eat yours if so." The fancy decorations were to vaguely impress guests, after all, but Mia wasn't the type to pay too much attention to that sort of stuff anyway, and shenanigans sounded fun. (What? Bringing her into Orion's kitchen? Ehhh as long as Nik moved their workspace around to the other side of the island they'd technically be just outside the kitchen.)
"Not giving a shit is the most liberating thing in the world, to a point of convincing yourself that you don't give a shit because you passionately, passionately give a shit."
Post by Orion Alim-Verdi on Jan 2, 2018 20:30:58 GMT -8
Alright, one glass of wine, two beers (he guessed, from that Machamp’s verbiage and gesture?) – three beers with Jazz’s note, and a green wine cooler. Orion’s lips quirked up a little, but he kept that thought to himself for now. “I’ll grab those then, some of the heated snacks will be ready soon~” he mused stepping back to the kitchen and pulling out beer cans.
Mia, her Machamp, and theoretically Jazz would get theirs first before Orion pulled out a wine cooler for Nik. Thereafter, however, he seemed to thoughtfully pick out which bottle he wanted to open and poured Marcie a glass before fluidly handing it to her. “Grown and matured in Alterna,” he mused pouring himself a glass. It wasn’t as fancy as any of her stocks, but he found it suited him well enough. “It also goes well with a little something I just put in the oven~” he assured right after that.
The clatter of the backdoor had Orion’s head briefly turning. The puppers were sticking their heads in again a bit uncertainly, but he waved them off pretty quickly. They could play out there so long as they stayed out there.
Meanwhile a certain someone was going to be late-- not that there was a huge set time for this, but yes.
Mia smirked and lightly rubbed Nik's sides from her comfy positon beneath them, flicking an eye to Jazz as he teased the two of them and rolling her eyes right back before she sat herself up. Her own christmas sweater was a little big on her but it wasn't necessarily ugly, if only because the pattern wasn't too complicated. Her mom had actually made it, so it even looked pretty fresh without too many loose strands making it a fuzzy nightmare.
"Kitchen sounds alright, ain't much of a cook though so I think I'll just watch." She picked herself up, taking the cans from Orion and tossing it back towards the Machamp, who, with a less teasing look, shared a look of faint dissapointment at the fact it was a can and not a bottle. "Aw, couldn't get any of the good stuff?~" Of course some good beer still came in cans, and Mia wasn't really complaining, catching the latch at the top of the can with her bracelet and cracking it open to save her nails. Toby meanwhile waited for the can to settle as he took a seat and spread his arms over the back of the couch, opening it up when he was sure it wouldn't fizz up in his face and taking a generous swig as he got comfy to enjoy the drink before he had to go back in his pokeball.
Mia herself just followed Nik and took whatever seat he gestured too, sipping her own drink and smirking over at him. "So, how was christmas for you guys? See the fam or anything?"
Marcie gave the Machamp a perplexed look, having never really thought if a pokemon would enjoy, let alone handle alcohol well. He seemed to be fine so she didn't kick up a fuss, smiling at Orion as she took the wine glass from his hand, swilling it about and taking in the scent before finally having a sip. Mmm...definitely not her 'class' of wine, but very good nonetheless. She'd lean over, cup one cheek, and kiss the air just beside the other in the manner of a Kalosian greeting. "Thank you dear.~ Though I'm sure there isn't a drink on this earth that could ruin any meal you cook up.~"
Post by Jazz Johnson on Jan 3, 2018 12:30:46 GMT -8
Jazz smirked a bit when Nik gave him a way out and nodded. "Sure thing~." Running back up the stairs, Jazz would take longer than expected to retrieve a simple hat. Well, that and he was wrapping presents and changing into something more Christmasy. The box with the arm in it was wrapped with care and Champ decided to go ahead and bring down the rest of the presents. That or the Hitmonchan just wanted to show off how cool he was now. He was still the same silly showoff in the end.
By the time Jazz had changed and grabbed the box, he'd almost forgotten to bring Nik's hat down. Oops, well, better grab that and rejoin the others. A few quick steps would be taken before he grabbed the hat on the bed and picked the box back up. It was a little troublesome to get the hat down the stairs but this was something Jazz refused to let a Pokemon carry for him. Maybe he was being paranoid but well, he wasn't going to take any chances. Setting the box down by the tree, Jazz breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the kitchen, gratefully grabbing the beer Orion was offering.
"Thanks 'rion," he murmured a bit, feeling quite a bit more comfortable now that he was wearing his own ugly Christmas sweater. It had been black with a picture of Darth Vader on it so it was nice and at least didn't look like Christmas cheer had thrown up on him. Huh, it seemed Mia and Nik were doing something in the kitchen now while Orion and Marceline stayed out here. Whatever, he could relax now. Well, until the puppies decided to stick their heads in. The noise had Jazz looking at them too until they disappeared just as quickly, earning a laugh.
It was a little weird seeing Orion and Marceline so close but... oh whatever, Jazz would just flop on the couch and relax. He'd made it in time and that was all that mattered. Umph, why was this couch so comfy? No, brain, a nap would be horrible timing right now.
Post by Nikolai Laska on Jan 3, 2018 16:07:23 GMT -8
"Ah, Ri's handling the cooking, I'm just doing icing and stuff. But you're welcome to just watch~" Once they moved across the open space to the dining area, Nik pulled the tray and the various icings and colored sugars over to the outer side of the island to work. This would give Orion a bit more room in the kitchen anyway (even if Nik had been greatly enjoying occasionally rubbing against him 'crowding' him ehehe). If Mia wanted to look over at what had been done so far Nik would gladly let her, but if she just sat at the table they'd be happy to show her the finished cookies all at once.
They opened and took a sip of the wine cooler and set it down next to all their other stuff. "Sorry if I'm just a bit quiet doing these, too." They'd try not to be, but working and talking at the same time wasn't as easy as working and listening. "Was Toby wanting to spend the whole party out, or--" Oh hello Marcie kissing their boyfriend after all. That-- with Marcie giving him a faire la bise on the far side, the side obscured from Nik's line of sight, the fact that she was Kalosian wouldn't even occur as a possibility until later, but even then Nik wouldn't know if they were comfortable. But-- it was a cheek, c'mon dude pull it together. Even as their stomach twisted into knots, they regathered their thoughts and aimed to focus harder on the cookies. "--Or was he just gonna chill for a bit after helping you get over?"
.. Wh... wait did they just hear a big jingle bell? Turning back-- Jazz was back already? Did he have a time machine upstairs? Hot damn, he must have been really eager. Or else maybe he had everything squared away and just had to quickly change and grab it all? Yeah that'd make sense. "Ey." Calling slightly back over their shoulder, they motioned for Jazz to toss the oversized felt elf hat, the large dangling jingle bell at its tip tied off with a candy-striped ribbon to resemble a Chingling.
Post by Orion Alim-Verdi on Jan 3, 2018 19:31:50 GMT -8
A small chuckle resounded from Orion at Marceline’s gesture, and perhaps he smiled with a little too much pride at her praise. “True enough~” he answered playfully before briefly taking a sip of the glass he’d poured himself. Ah yeah, that wasn’t bad at all. “Though this amazing kitchen certainly helps too~” Not that his old kitchen had been bad or even Marceline’s when he had worked in it. But this one hhhhh, he could do just about anything with it~ “So thanks for the help again.”
Ah, that was the timer for the cookies in the upper oven, and Orion shifted to deal with that. Fishing up a mitten and opening the open, he pulled out the rack. Hm… Tapping the bottom of the sheet, he did, in fact, register a sizzle and set the tray down before closing the oven. Good, done then. “Vanilla, lemon, and strawberry base ~ They should be lovely,” he grinned a bit shifting back over as Jazz seemed to come back. Ah, cool. He fished up that drink and handed it over now.
Post by Mia Kearney on Jan 4, 2018 13:33:12 GMT -8
Marcie gave Orion a delightful little smirk as he thanked her, casually lifting her glass to take another sip, almost speaking from behind it as she let her eyes dip down. "Thank me? What on earth for...I'm sure that lovely old couple just lowered the price out of the goodness of their own hearts.~" She gave a playful little wink before finally taking her sip, and following Orion quickly enough as he pulled his little 'work of art' out of the oven, taking in the scent as she turned about to rest her rear against the edge of the kitchen counter. "Smells like it's going to be quite delicious.~" She picked up his glass and handed it back to him, before offering out her own to clink the rims together and take another sip herself.
-------------Before they entered the kitchen--------------------
"Ah don't worry about it, I'm good just watchin ya work.~" She smirked and purposely said that just as Orion leaned over to continue their decorating, adding a light whistle for playful emphasis before slurping at her beer can again, eyes flicking to Toby as he was mentioned, then to Nik as they paused, then following them to Marcie...was something going on there? She just saw the innocent Kalosian kiss from where she was sitting, and given thats where Vesta came from it was easy enough to tell Marcie's accent's origin, but Nik seemed...well, more than a little concerned. "Yeah er...he's gonna finish that drink and go away. More the chill type than the party type anyway." She leaned over the table, hushing her voice a little as she added. "Hey er...gettin' a bit protective there?"
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"Yooo Jazz. Nice sweater.~" She smirked, maybe interrupting Nik's answer to her question on purpose as other people started filling the kitchen area to help them save face. "Who ended up throwin' that at ya?~"
Marcie would lift her head up a little too as Mia addressed Jazz, glancing at the fact at least 3 of the 5 humans present were going with ugly sweaters, especially since Jazz hadn't been wearing his seconds ago. "Oh, were we meant to bring christmas sweaters? I never thought to bring one."
Post by Jazz Johnson on Jan 4, 2018 16:35:59 GMT -8
Nik's call had Jazz looking over at him. Ehh? What was- oh, right. He wanted the hat he'd brought down. Duh. "Heads up," Jazz called out before tossing the hat over to Nik. He... may have overshot by a little but oh well? Smiling sheepishly, he shrugged and took a sip of his drink, humming a bit when he smelled the treats Orion had just pulled out of the oven. Mmmm, too bad the rest of the guests weren't here yet. Just smelling them was torture enough.
Mia's comment about his sweater had Jazz snickering a bit, "Nobody if ya kin believe that~. I saw eht and nabbed it cuz I felt like eht. Yers 's pretty cool too~ 'r should I say horrible?" He asked, smirking a bit more before shaking his head at. Marceline's comment. "Nah, ya dun have to. 's just fer fun, really. When else 'r ya gonna get a chance to wear ugly Christmas sweaters?" That was the long and the short of it anyway.
Standing up, Jazz walked to the kitchen away from the comfy couch that seemed to make them want to doze. It couldn't possibly be because of the string of all-nighters they'd pulled to finish the arm on time. Nope, had nothing to do with that in the slightest. In hindsight, the beer was probably a bad idea but ehh, maybe they could have some coffee later. A nap would be rude with guests after all. Yo, 'rion. Do we have sum coffee 'r summin?" Anything to keep him awake, please. That or maybe some of the cookies that were already out. Oh wow, Nik really made him reluctant to eat those. They were like miniature works of art. "Awesome job, Nik~. Kinda makes me not wanna eat the works of art ya made."
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