The Most Arousing Time of The Year! [Event/BKs & Icarus]

Materializing on top of the wreathed lamp post that the two love-birds were cooing under was a male dressed in a dapper purple suit of the most luxurious violet velvet. Black swirls within the purple added a certain pizzaz to the ensemble, which Iris adored. He loved fashion and beauty, and while most couldn't pull off some of his more eccentric looks, it was hardly deniable that he didn't look good in whatever he chose to put in his body. Beneath the purple and black coat was a black button-up with onyx buttons and a purple tie. On his feet were black shoes shined so intensely that he could use them as mirrors if he wished. His pale purple tresses were expertly styled into it's usual swoop to the left. A touch of shimmering black eyeliner on his top lids added the extra element to his swanky attire, and though it seemed like there could be a top hat to complete it, Iris chose not to. That would make him look too much like that ugly old ballsack Scrooge, and he wasn't here for that.

What he was here for was to have a good time, as usual. Balancing on the tip of the lamp, he leaned forward to watch Icarus flirt with Ahote. Oh ho ho~ Icarus was every bit of the charmer Iris remembered him to be, and that was all it took to stir his insatiable hunger for adult playtime. He'd give them a few moments to flirt with each other while he drained one of his three flasks of the honeyed liquid flecked with gold. This year he didn't plan on having a melt down because he got too sober and let himself remember unpleasant things. No, he planned to sample the snacks, take part in the activities, and slip into one or all of his friends' pants...to keep warm, of course~.

Taking in the sights from his elevated position, he noticed how magical the spa town looked brightened by pure white snow. It reflected the warm lantern and streetlight glow, putting it in a sleepy twilight even as the sun sunk lower. Colored bulbs were strung around stalls and across walkways. Steam from the spas rose and hung like clouds full of snow over the whole town. The gentle twinkling of calming instrumental Christmas songs floated from speakers placed on every side-walk corner, barely audible over the faded rabble of the crowds. He could see a clearing filled with naked trees, a pile of presents, and a karaoke stage to the east, north, and west respectively. Still, other activities were hidden under canopies to protect from the icy bits falling from the sky. Spicy scents of cinnamon, which Aelu would love, peppermint, roasting nuts, and chocolate wafted toward his sensitive nose. It was all very cheery. Festive.

Boring.

Another human holiday which he could barely wrap his head around full of weird traditions. All they were good for was a few moments of warm and fuzzies before the carols burrowed into your skull and the infatuation with snow gave way to accidents and annoyance. They acted like there was no other time of year to dress up in fancy red dresses or that colored lights and sparkly baubles were only acceptable one time of year. Boring. And were they worshipping a fat, ugly man with a white beard? Why? His outfit was tacky. The only thing good about him was he had magic to break into houses, so that meant his eyes were probably pretty if they weren't clouded with cataracts due to being geriatric. Humans were so weird with what they clung to. It was dumb, but sometimes it was cute.

"Heeeey~" he called to Ahote and Icarus below, grinning almost evilly. "Get a room, you two. And please, let me come along~?" he purred, jumping off the post and landing gently on his feet in the snow near the two. He wasn't so attached to the idea of another Buzz Killer plus Ahote's Boyfriend outing that he would be opposed to slinking off with them for some interactive activities, but he also knew his suggestive tease would likely earn him a sour glance from his dire ex-guild master. Which was fine, the more frustrated Ahote got with him, the more excited he became. That's just how it worked. "It could be your Christmas present~ to me!"

[wc: 732 || total: 1436/10,000]

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Of course, Iris would gladly receive a kiss from Baird and return it with pleasure, though he knew better than to linger before the outing's festivities were done. Otherwise, they wouldn't get to do them at all, not that Iris minded either way. His friends would be mad if he ruined another event, though. Iris might be an unpredictable handful, but he wasn't inconsiderate...unless the other person was into that sort of thing.

He also couldn't leave his precious Aelu feeling jealous, so he left Baird's side to drape himself over the only (always) female member of the team. "You look gorgeous, darling~" he purred, appreciating her dress on a deep level. It looked fantastic on her. He had one like it, and now he lowkey regretted not wearing it, but then again, he looked spectacular in this suit. He'd walk with her for a little while until they found a booth selling alcoholic drinks, which he partook of. Perhaps they'd share some cinnamon whiskey before indulging in the festivities!

Taking his tumbler of liquor out of the tent against the wishes of the bartender, Iris ignored the rules as usual and did as he pleased. He noticed that Ahote and Icarus were near a gorgeous tree with piles of expertly wrapped gifts beneath it. Curious, the lavenderette followed them to just watch. It was still strange to him that Ahote had found someone that he seemed especially close to, even if he was doing his best to seem neutral. He'd brought this delicious blond man to the rave, and now on their Christmas outing? Something was up, indeed. Even if he always had a little bit of deviousness behind it, he was actually pretty happy for his friend if he had finally forged a bond with someone, be it only sexual or perhaps even a little romantic? He could still remember the old Ahote clearly, the one that took no chances of getting close to anyone. The man had been making small steps with the Buzz Killers in recent history, but this was him moving further still, wasn't it? He had good taste. Icarus was someone Iris would personally be more than happy to sample.

Iris's surprisingly warm nostalgia was ultimately interrupted by said delicious snack turning into an equally snacky woman. As if Iris needed an excuse to get handsy. "Oh~" he lilted, slithering closer and looping an arm over FemIca's shoulders, inspecting one of the new lumps in an act thinly veiled as an accident. "I don't know about Ahote, but I find it veerrry interesting~!" Iris grinned, placing a kiss on Ahote's guest's face before plucking up his own present. Giving it a shake and hoping for some sort of magical shenanigans, he was disappointed to find that not only did nothing hinky happen, but the gift inside was easily guessed as a candycane. Receiving the contents of the box as well as some bonus peppermint for guessing correctly, Iris left the 'couple' with a vague sense of disappointment, which led him to become bored rather quickly. Would he have loved to get intimately involved with Icarus's new womanly curves? Absolutely, but as much as he wanted to do that or even tease Ahote, he also didn't want to get in the way if anything IrisxBeaux-like was blooming between them. Iris was a chaotic and shallow being that could be selfish at times, but not many knew how considerate he was deep down. Though he wasn't perfect and tried to seem ignorant to it in his endless teasings, he actually was aware of boundaries and tried to respect them.

Sipping his whiskey as he sauntered away, the shimmering of tinsel in the cold winter's breeze caught his eye. Just ahead there was an opening filled with naked trees lined up in rows. There were already a few people pulling colorful decorations out of boxes, thoughtfully adding each piece to try and create the most beautiful one of them all. The cosmic creature wasn't one for these types of holidays, but he did have an eye for beauty, and that extended to decorating. Some of those fools were doing it all wrong! Approaching, Iris was handed a box and he stepped through the frozen field to the best looking tree of them all. It was full and perfectly sculpted with the straightest branch at the top for the topper. Opening his box, he saw that he got just the basic tree dressing fare. It was a shame since he saw someone else with a box full of expensive, unique decorations, but it was all about how you used the materials, not the materials themselves. The person with the good box was an amateur with no eye for aesthetics. Iris could use his box just fine.

Starting with the topper, he placed the silver-edged star of cheap crystal at the top, breaking the silly tradition of putting it on last. He then added the lights, starting by placing some of the colored twinkling bulbs into the star itself to light it up like the rainbow, but also angled some downward to shine on to the branches like a holy blessing before wrapping them around each branch from the trunk outward. It was a painstaking process, but Iris was aiming to win this contest. It was something to do, right? It occupied his mind, which was always the goal. Thankfully his box had man strings of lights, so once each branch was wrapped, it already looked like something out of a fairy queen's forest. Iris then thoughtfully examined each ornament, opting to use only the bow and star-shaped ones, which he carefully hung on both the outside branches as well as on the inner ones, giving the full-bodied pine some depth and something for the lights shining from within to reflect off of. That did it for his box, which now only had the round ornaments in it. He stood bad to admire his creation, then he compared it to the others. He might not have strings of popcorn, garland, ribbons, or tinsel, but he was convinced that his was the most beautiful one in the field. Sometimes less was more. The others looked like Santa had thrown up all over them!

Returning his box to the vendor, Iris received some more peppermints as a reward, and he wandered off while munching on them. He'd had his fill of the festivities as far as he was concerned, so it was back to the bar tent for the space dust. With a flourish, he flung the flap-door back and waltzed in as if he was the guest of the hour that everyone had been waiting on. Doing what he did best, Iris took a stool at the bar and ordered a few shots, downing them in quick succession before ordering more. "Now, who would like to see a trick?" he asked the patrons, grinning from ear to ear. One girl in a skimpy Santa dress drunkenly volunteered, so he patted the stool next to him in invitation. Once she'd joined him, he stared deeply into her eyes. they were quite pretty. A warm chestnut, free of contact lenses and glasses. He coyly smirked and leaned forward, placing a kiss on her flushed cheek, much to her boyfriend's chagrin. Even as the man protested, Iris flustered him as well by cheekily inviting him to join, which he seemed to find far more appalling than some stranger macking on his girl. Leaning away from her, the chuckling ocular mage made a needlessly intricate show of hands before pointing at one of her eyes. Slowly he pulled his hand back, a thin line of magic acting as the string fishing for an item within her excited gaze. What came out was cute, but by no means powerful. A dainty figurine of a ballet dancer emerged and floated into his hand, where it slowly spun on its single down stretched leg with toe pointed. It was useless, but at least it was pretty, much like the girl herself who seemed as vapid as an empty-headed doll. She cooed and giggled at his trick, telling him she'd once wanted to be a dancer. Given that she wasn't, he could only assume she didn't possess the level of talent to make anything of it, nor did she have any special skill at magic to supplement her dancing nor her income with. So sad. Her face wasn't bad. Sending her dancing back to her boyfriend, Iris knocked back the rest of his shots and looked for a new victim. Maybe someone he could either make fun of or maybe someone with immense potential? The latter would likely cause a scene later, though...

[wc: 1,455 || Iris's total: 2187/2000 || group wc: 5102/10000 || 6/5 peppermints acquired from Gift Guessing and Tree Decorating]

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