22. itty bitty christmas

[orderfromchaos]

[Day one, text + voice]

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Hello? Someone took my parents. And my house.


[Day two, spam]

[Did six-year-old Dillon find tiny old roller skates in the back of his closet? Yes he did. He is now about to crash into you, probably.]


[Day three, video]

[A tiny redhead is absolutely swimming in a vaguely blasphemous christmas sweater. He's in the chapel, and he sings Away in a Manger in a clear, lovely soprano. He bites his lip for a moment afterward.]

Are we going to have a tree? Will someone else come light candles? I'm not supposed to play with fire.


[Day three, spam]

[Find Dillon with excessive candy canes hooked into the collar of his oversized sweater, trailing tinsel, attempting to stack a chair on top of a ladder so that he can hang up mistletoe and wreaths almost as big as he is.]


[OOC: replies will come from inateacup]

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voice

[chaotica]

Are you all right?

voice

[inateacup]

There's weird stuff in my room, and this phone is weird too, but I figured it out.

Am I kidnapped?

[He's handling it alright, given how young he sounds. And you, mister answered-nine-one-one, are obviously trustworthy.]

voice

[chaotica]

No, not kidnapped.

Do you believe in magic, Dillon?

day two spam!!

[andidomeanrun]

[Bucky is all too used to needing to stop short and sidestep people running around or doing stuff like running around in doors, even if they're definitely not supposed to be rollerskating in the hallways of the orphanage. He puts a gentle hand out to stop Dillon's momentum before he smashes into him or topples over.]

Hey, take it easy.

Day 2 spam

[400yearsofsurvival]

[ The little vampire didn't really remember having been an adult. But he had a vague sense of who he liked and didn't like. So when he was trying to be stealthy--as stealthy as a 10 year old can be--an Dillon ran into him from behind, he wasn't happy. He twisted around with a hiss, eyes solid black. ]

[withtheoldbreed]

Everyone's sayin' we're gonna go home soon. [The voice probably sounds a little oddly familiar, if the accent is totally different. There's a slight sniffle, and though you can't see it, Gene scrunches his nose in frustration.]

day 2

[thelastbullet]

[He's been rushing through the halls as fast as possible, trying to make sure the kids are taken care of, when Dillon runs into him. He quickly grabs the kid by the shoulders to prevent a full-on collision.]

Whoa there, pal! Gotta watch where you're going!

voice

[inateacup]

Nnno. Magic is just tricks and stuff.

[He's, like, 90% certain.]

Except for miracles. But only God an' saints can do those.

[ARE YOU A WIZARD COP]

day two spam!!

[inateacup]

[Dillon clings to his arm, wobbling, but grinning.]

I'm okay!

day two spam!!

[andidomeanrun]

[Okay, fair enough, but Bucky looks a little curious when the other kid's voice registers with him.]

You sounded different yesterday.

Re: Day 2 spam

[inateacup]

[WHY ARE YOU CREEPY]

[Dillon topples over, scrambles up, swaying on his skates and clinging to the corner of the wall.

What's wrong with your eyes?

[your CREEPY eyes ahhh]

day 2

[inateacup]

[He squirms a little.]

I was! The halls are skinny is all.

[inateacup]

Well, probably it's okay then. One time, inna tornado 'mergency, and everybody had to go camping in the church basement together to be safe. But there was cocoa and stories and everyone was okay!

I'm Dillon. What's your name?

[inateacup]

I did?

[Whoooaah.]

[day three video]

[clockworkflower]

There's trees in the enclosure! And I found one down on the bottom floor with toys all over it. I thought it might be a talking tree but it wouldn't talk to me.

I'm coming to light your candles. Are dogs allowed in there?

[withtheoldbreed]

Eugene. Where do you live?

[day three video]

[inateacup]

Not those kind of trees! A christmas tree.

The one with toys was probably it, only presents are supposed to go under. Popcorn and orn'ments go on it.

[He swings his legs and gazes around.]

There no sign that says they aren't!

[inateacup]

Elephant Butte.

[....he's not giggling. He's noooot. It's a funny name for a town, okay.]

voice

[chaotica]

Well, something magical has happened. Or, something you might find unbelievable.

You're on a ship. In space. You haven't been kidnapped - in fact, you'll go back home in probably just a few days.

This is an impossible ship. It's - imagine a place like Heaven, or Purgatory, except for the living, a place to visit and learn and then return back to the world.

voice

[inateacup]

[Only dumb hillbillies believe in alien spaceships omggggg -]

Oh. Like Narnia!

[spam]

[clockworkflower]

[She hadn't bothered with the chapel when she explored the first day: Lilith had only needed to stick her head in briefly to see this room held no challenges or entertainment.

But company and the chance to play with candles are more than adequate compensation. She doesn't answer on the network, but she carries on the conversation smoothly as soon as she and her dogs enter the chapel.]

What's a christmas? Shall we light all the candles?

voice

[chaotica]

[ A genuine smile, at that. ]

Just like Narnia.

voice

[inateacup]

[Excited, then quite serious for a six year old.]

Who's in trouble? The Pevsies always gotta help someone.

voice

[chaotica]

I suppose you'll have to go on and find that out, won't you?

[spam]

[inateacup]

[Omg you poor tiny heathen.]

Christmas is the best holiday! It's when God was born as a person 'cause he loves us. That's what the song was about! So errybody has to be with the people they love and eat cookies and give each other nice presents, and you put them under the christmas tree until it's the right day to open 'em all.