An Experiment in Holidays

Posted on Sun Nov 20th, 2011 @ 3:08am by Petty Officer First Class Tanner Willeg

297 words; about a 1 minute read

Mission: Mission 77 - No Time for the Dishonored
Location: Starbase
Timeline: Current

Garland, in all colors, without regard to any design esthetic, was draped along the ceiling. The garland was twined with lights, just as haphazardly selected, and from both lights and garland hung a combination of ornaments ranging from the classic snowflakes, stars and glass orbs, autumn themed leaves, gourds and turkeys, to the unrecognizable balls of crumpled colored paper and glitter coated rocks. Balloons, mostly red and green, with a few odd colors thrown in, were hanging from corners and tinsel hung precariously from door-frames. The first thing to strike someone walking down the hallway (if the monstrosity of the entire vision didn't overwhelm them first) might've been the floor to ceiling aluminum pole, which...though obviously standing in for the famed 'north pole' looked as though it was more likely stolen from a Dabo-bar. Or, it might've been the large white bear stationed in front of said pole, a stuffed replica of an actual bear, apparently guarding the entrance to the Christmas gates, whose ferocious expression was slightly muted by the red velvet hat that'd been stuck on his head. And then there were the elves, or what one could only guess were elves, as they looked more like bridge trolls or very tiny hora in green suits, which lined the six meter section or corridor, glaring at the shoes of those with the courage to pass.

At one end of the corridor, around the corner, and therefore out of sight, Tanner sat cross-legged on the floor, PADD in hand, staring intently at one of two windmills setting in front of her.

OFF: Open invite to any and all. And yes, I realize it's a bit insane, but that just makes it easier to join in, right? As simple as saying/asking 'what the hell...'

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