Baaaaaaaaaaaaah Humbug

[death_gone_mad]

Morning comes and the sun reveals that out back there is a giant yule goat, made of thin strips of timber and palm leaves. Only in Milliways will you find a yule goat covered in palm leaves gathered from a tropical place, standing in the middle of a snowy environ.

It stares at Milliways. It judges.

Inside, at a table beside a window with a view of Milliways' huge 'backyard' or whatever it is, is one Sarah Black, drinking coffee and watching snow accumulate on the goat. She is dressed warmly and the meltwater around her boots implies she has been outside recently, but probably just to get a closer look at the goat.

Probably.

(no subject)

[jackdaws_master]

Out of Milliways: Edward has found himself in a Bit of Trouble.

Spoilers for Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag.

(no subject)

[damncompass]

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a man in possession of a great Warehouse must be in want of... well at this moment, he just wants a drink.

Joshua comes into the bar looking much better than he has in ages. He's relaxed, somewhat energized, and wearing a terrible Christmas sweater that his sister dug up somewhere. He's humming Carol of the Bells and looking more than a little thoughtful.

He sets up shop with a book, his phone with music, and an egg nog at a table looking out one of the back windows.

Feel free to bug him. He's actually getting into the spirit of the holiday. Just don't threaten him with mistletoe.

(no subject)

[sunbaked_baker]

Rae has plans. Big plans.

At least, they're big to her.

Tomorrow is solstice, so today is a major baking day. One half of the table in the kitchen is covered with decorative, food-safe wrapping for baked goods. The other half is taken up by rows of gift baskets. Some are only half-filled, others nearly full, some nearly empty, depending on what is going into them and what Sunshine has already baked.

Though it's cold outside, Rae has opened one of the windows to let in the breeze and cut some of the heat.

The ovens are going full-blast, trays of meringuamania and muffins baking within. On the many cooling racks in the kitchen are other dishes baked earlier - Bitter Chocolate Death, Hell's Angelfood, and Lemon Lechery, among others - cooling before being ready to wrap. The rest of the counters are taken up by mixing bowls of rising dough, waiting for their turn. Rae herself is carefully lifting cooled lace cookies of many flavors from various curved surfaces so she can gently place them into decorative tins.

Well, that was quick! (Party Post!)

[death_gone_mad]

Sarah had a good view of the Giant Yule goat someone had erected outside, so she should have noticed someone setting fire to it. Or maybe even the smoke coming from it.

Should have, would have, could have.

When she is done with her breakfast, she 'notices' the flames climbing up on of the goat's legs

"FIRE! FIRE! Out back!" she shouts, putting a just a tiny bit of her mind control magic into it. "Something's on fire out by the lake!"

She's almost at the back door when she remembers that she left her coat at her table. She runs back to retrieve it then runs out the back door yelling "FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!"

Once she is outside, she stops, unsure of what to do next.