Houseparty Christmas night
Dec. 26th, 2005 01:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matrixrefugeeI didn't get much of a chance to check in on the headspace dwellers, in between spending time with my family and talking with people on the phone. But apparantly, Christmas dinner among the houseguests went well. Frank Sweitz, the in-sourced reporter, gave me the scoop on it: "There's a Samoan saying that a party isn't a success until three things happen: someone breaks a dish, someone has too much to drink, and someone else tickles the wrong woman. Well, considering that Pandora the Exile tripped on someone's foot and dropped a stack of dessert plates which shattered very nicely, her son Damascene mooched some of the Merv's Merlot and got a bit sloshed, and that big loud mob boss in the red suit [Argon] nearly got his arm shot off by that gungirl [Sieges], I say it went smashingly."
I got flashes of their antics from time to time, nothing major: John, Adrien, and Frank smoking outside the kitchen door, in the snow; Niall, Ref's dad, unveiling his Christmas present for her and her family: a lovely painting of the Holy Family, which he painted, using Ref, the Merv (!!) and Blaise as the models; Adrien singing Christmas carols and trying to get Flood to join in; hijinks under the mistletoe, including but not limited to: Ref and the Merv going for a record-breaking-ly long and hot kiss, Damascene trying to corner Lenni under there, and this bit of hilarity from Argon and Raini, one of his girls:
Argon: (standing under the mistletoe as Raini passes by) "Hey, baby, how 'bout a little smack. 'Tis the season, y'know."
Raini: ::Goes up to him and smacks him across the face:: "How's that?"
Argon: "Ow! What the hell you do that for?"
Raini: ::Impishly:: "Well, you didn't specify what kind of smack."
They've settled down for the night -- and I should, too. The Reykmann couple has settled down to their apparantly nightly bicker-in-bed session. The Jeweller, who doesn't sleep, is curled up with a good book. Ref's getting cozy with the Merv, which is always my cue to go to bed, since that's one connection I have a hard time turning off for some weird reason (I suspect the Merv may have tampered with the link to make it *stay* open).
I got flashes of their antics from time to time, nothing major: John, Adrien, and Frank smoking outside the kitchen door, in the snow; Niall, Ref's dad, unveiling his Christmas present for her and her family: a lovely painting of the Holy Family, which he painted, using Ref, the Merv (!!) and Blaise as the models; Adrien singing Christmas carols and trying to get Flood to join in; hijinks under the mistletoe, including but not limited to: Ref and the Merv going for a record-breaking-ly long and hot kiss, Damascene trying to corner Lenni under there, and this bit of hilarity from Argon and Raini, one of his girls:
Argon: (standing under the mistletoe as Raini passes by) "Hey, baby, how 'bout a little smack. 'Tis the season, y'know."
Raini: ::Goes up to him and smacks him across the face:: "How's that?"
Argon: "Ow! What the hell you do that for?"
Raini: ::Impishly:: "Well, you didn't specify what kind of smack."
They've settled down for the night -- and I should, too. The Reykmann couple has settled down to their apparantly nightly bicker-in-bed session. The Jeweller, who doesn't sleep, is curled up with a good book. Ref's getting cozy with the Merv, which is always my cue to go to bed, since that's one connection I have a hard time turning off for some weird reason (I suspect the Merv may have tampered with the link to make it *stay* open).