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🎄 - Decorate a tree together! 🍺 - Share a drink from the bar! 🍲 - Invite someone to dinner in the grand ice hall! 🎀 - Prepare for the ball together! 🎼 - Practice dancing together! ⚙️  - Go on a carriage ride together! 🐎 - Go on a trail trot together! ☃️ - Build a snowman together! ⛰️  - Build an igloo together! 💎 - Carve an ice sculpture together! 🏆 - Watch the snowball tournament! ⭕ - Throw a snowball at my muse! 🔥 - Lounge around the bonfire! 🌌 - Watch the aurora lights! 🎿  - Go skiing/snowboarding together! 👼  - Make snow angels! 🐾  - Track the footprints in the snow! 🐦  - Make bird feeders from pinecones! ⛸️ - Go ice skating together! 🐧  - Play with the penguins! 🗻 - Go sledding together! 🔔  - Play some music together!

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Offer my muse a cocoa with ☕ + a conversation starter!:

🍺: What are some traditions that you have? What do they mean to you? 🍹: Dream vacation? What makes it so appealing to you? 🍷: Are there any modifications to your body, such as surgery, piercings, scars, tattoos, etc.? 🍟: Do you train, whether it be just working out or learning to control any abilities you have? 🍖: How much time do you spend with family and friends? Do you feel as if it is enough? 🍝: Is there a random thing that reminds you of home or a pleasant memory? 🍶: Can you hold your liquor? 🍛: Do you open up to strangers easily? How long does it take to earn your trust? What does it take? 🍱: What are your thoughts on pets? If you had to have one pet, which would you have? 🍙: Do you practice a religion? If so, which one? For what reason do you practice it? 🍜: Do you like heat or cold more? What is something you find unappealing about the other one? 🍲: Are you patient? How far does your patience go? What is one thing that will tick you off no matter what? 🍡: Have you ever met a person who changed you significantly? How did they change you? 🍮: Traditional or Rebel? What do you dislike about the other lifestyle? 🍦: How often do you treat yourself? What do you treat yourself to? 🍧: Do you want children? If so, how many? 🍪: Are there simple things that make you happy? What are some of them? 🍯: Have you ever made a promise to someone or yourself that you couldn’t keep? 🍊: What do you look for in a leader? Can you describe an ideal leader? 🍐: Do you carry a lot of responsibility on your shoulders? Does it bother you? 🍆: Does someone’s past define them? Can their mistakes be washed away completely, or will there always be significant damage? 🍅: What is something you absolutely hate? What caused you to hate it so much?

(( As per my usual for the scramble events, I will be interacting with people that I am not mutuals with! Just like always, keep in mind that this doesn’t necessarily mean I will continue to do so after the event, and I ask for anyone and everyone to respect my decision as to whether or not I choose to follow you once the week is out. ))

(( My hand slipped. ))

“It’s not even cold outside”

Veles┆Meme

❝Well, it certainly isn’t as bitter as it could be.❞ Come this time of year, the weather could be relentless. Blizzards were common, and even a few areas of Castle Krakenberg found themselves frigid. Even though Nohrian blood was said to run hot, it made Xander grateful to have all that he did. He was only human—not immortal.

It did make him wonder, though…. Immortality and undead were two completely different states, but in Veles’ case, both seemed to apply to at least a certain extent. ❝If it’s not too rude of me to ask, do your circumstances affect your perception of the elements?❞ Considering that he possessed a pulse, Xander didn’t know what sort of answer he would receive, but the other seemed more resilient to the weather than most men. 

“You’re here, where you should be”

“You’re all I need underneath the tree”

“We can make a beautiful christmas”

“I’m avoiding every mistletoe”

“Be my fire in the cold”

“Wrap me all up and take me home with you”

“I’ll give you the fire I keep inside”

“Merry Christmas, here I am”

“I’m the present and you know it”

“Come and kiss me, we don’t need no mistletoe”

“‘Tis the season for some love giving”

“I enjoy you, and not just on christmas”

“Naughty or nice, I’ll be by your side”

“It’s not even cold outside”

“All I want for christmas is you, baby”

“Word on the street Santa‘s coming tonight”

“Please take down the mistletoe, I don’t wanna think about that right now”

“I’ve been doing alright without you, really, up until the nights got cold”

“This shouldn’t be a lonely time”

“Today holds something special”

"Merry Christmas, big brother."

FOR many years, Xander had celebrated the holidays with his family. However, there had always been a certain someone missing from the festivities. Gunter and the servants at the Northern Fortress treated Kamui well, and everyone would bring him gifts when they managed to visit…but having him here was much nicer. 

A hand settled on his brother’s shoulder, and Xander offered Kamui a smile. ❝A merry Christmas to you as well, Little Prince. Now, I think we’d ought to hurry: Elise might burst should we keep her and everyone waiting too long.❞

vigiliamnoctis:

                    “Have you ever tried to use one, Lord Xander? I beg to differ. I am quite short in stature, so a scythe provides more range than swords and axes.” Rosalinde explained. She wasn’t about to tell him that the scythe wasn’t her choice, but the first vampire slayer’s, many moons ago. Nor was she about to tell him that she was the one chosen by the weapon itself. 

                    “It is quite easier to behead vampyres and strigoi with a scythe. And faceless are easier to cut in half with it.”

❝I’m afraid that I haven’t,❞ he replied, ❝as I’ve been trained in swordsmanship all my life in order to prepare myself to properly wield Siegfried.❞ Honestly, he couldn’t imagine using any other weapon anymore. Siegfried had been at his side ever since the Gods deemed him to be its rightful wielder, and he had grown quite used to the blade. It was both comfortable and comforting. 

❝I just can’t imagine that getting an enemy into the crook of your blade would be easy. Then again, perhaps I’m simply too used to a straight, double-edged weapon.❞

sniperfaire:

She was tall, that much was obvious. But her uncle was far taller. Towering over the teen at an impressive height. It almost made Nina nervous to be practicing with him. Afraid if he fell that she’d be crushed under his weight. But ah, she had to remember, her uncle was Xander. Mr. could do no wrong. 

He wouldn’t fall and kill her instantly…right?

Nina’s eyes were immediately drawn to her feet. Similar to her princely father in that regard. Afraid that if she didn’t keep an eye on them that she’d end up stepping on toes and leaving them bruised.

“Isn’t this, I dunno, a little close for dancing?” She questioned, but nonetheless, placed her left hand atop Xander’s upper arm “How does anyone move when they’re like this?”

XANDER was reminded of days long gone when he had once danced throughout this very room with his younger siblings. While Camilla picked up on the movements with all of her grace, and Elise enjoyed every moment of standing on her eldest brother’s feet as he spun her around the room, Leo had been the most nervous. Nina often took after Niles, but there were many times that Xander could see his younger brother in her. 

❝It’s all a matter of synchronizing your steps with your partner’s. I promise that movement is possible.❞ He offered her a gentle smile of encouragement, even though Nina’s focus was clearly trained down rather than up. ❝To begin, I’ll bring my left foot forward. Keeping your toes to mine, move back with your right.❞

Siegbert┆Starter Call

COMING to a halt after some distance was put between father and son, Xander observed Siegbert’s approach to prepare for his next move. However, as he did, something caught his attention. ❝Wait just a moment,❞ he said, his tone tinged with a hint of sternness. Brown eyes looked his son over for a moment before his brow furrowed. While his expression might have come across as angry, what Xander felt more than anything was concern: ❝Your stance isn’t as sharp as usual.❞ 

Siegbert was skilled in the ways of the sword and the lance, as he had been training to use both in combat for quite some time now. He’d always had a strong work ethic. While this was admirable and Xander was proud of his son, he was worried that this motivation would end up hurting him.

❝You haven’t been overexerting yourself, have you? Surely you know that such things will only hinder your progress.❞ Xander had told him as much more than once. While he understood the drive to train as much as you could in as little time as possible, doing so often led to exhaustion and unnecessary injury—things that he didn’t wish to see happen to Siegbert if he could help it. 

Robin┆Starter Call

❝There you are, Robin.❞ Xander had been hoping that he would cross paths with the tactician. Dismounting Stella, he made his way towards the other. ❝I wished to commend you on your most recent strategy. It’s thanks to you that we emerged victorious practically unscathed.❞

He would admit that he was still rather new to Ylissian battle techniques, much more used to the formations and motions of a Nohrian army. However, the way that Robin utilized these tactics was incredible. It reminded Xander of his younger brother in a way. In fact, he believed that he had overheard the two of them engaging in conversation once before…. ❝Prince Chrom wasn’t mincing his words when he said that you had a brilliant mind.❞

    You owe to yourself, to forge your own path in life

    For some, their worries at heart leave them seething;

   with themselves, they are at strife

  So ask yourself the meaning of your breathing

 And find that answer on your own

          { MULTI MUSE PENNED BY PEARL }

Sakura┆Starter Call

LARGE and calloused hands held one of Sakura’s own, fingertips covered in suds gently scrubbing in circles to wash away the blood and grime from her skin. The water in the basin that sat between her and Xander had long since turned a murky brown from the process, but getting clean post-battle was something that one became rather well versed in after doing it multiple times.

Once the lather ceased to take on the color of filth, Xander reached for a nearby, clean cloth to wipe it all away instead of soaking it in the dirty water. Once clean and dry, he raised Sakura’s knuckles to his lips, placing a soft and chaste kiss to her skin. ❝That’s much better,❞ he said, voice quiet.

Leo┆Starter Call

❝Where is it that you think you’re going?❞

A hand came to grasp Leo’s shoulder. Xander’s voice was strict; slightly frustrated—a tone that made it obvious that Leo had done something that his elder brother was less than fond of. He likely knew exactly what it was that had led Xander to take up such a firm voice with him.

Examining the wound in his younger brother’s upper arm closer, it seemed like an attempt had been made at healing it. Xander could only assume that it was Niles’ work: some scar tissue was visible, and that which wasn’t fully fused back together was mostly scabbed over, but still bleeding slightly. Despite the fact that Leo’s retainer had taken up the staff, his true skills laid in bowmanship. Magic and healing simply weren’t his specialties.

❝You ought to have Elise see to this before you retire to your tent.❞ Honestly, for all of the intelligence that Leo possessed, he was as stubborn as a mule.

Garon┆Starter Call

❝… I don’t l-like her.❞

Xander didn’t dare look Garon in the eye, scared that he would be angry with him or stare him down with disapproval. Instead, he frowned towards the floor, small hands playing with the hems of his clothes. He had never been the type of child to argue with his father. Even now, his words of protest couldn’t really be considered “arguing”.

He knew that his father had been just as sad as him when his mother – when Katerina – died. How could he just…find someone else? Arete was a nice lady, and Azura was nice, too, but Xander didn’t want a new mother. He didn’t need a new mother. He had one already.

❝Do you—do you h-have to marry her…?❞

Nobody tell his siblings that anything from “Santa” has been Xander’s doing ever since he was a young teenager and their father stopped doing it.

Olivia┆Starter Call

IT was only when his eyes locked with the performer’s, eliciting a sound of surprise from her, that Marius realized he had been watching Olivia for what might have been just a few moments too long.

❝Forgive me for staring,❞ Marius said, thoroughly embarrassed over having startled her. ❝It’s just that…something about your dance seemed familiar….❞ Perhaps he had seen her perform once upon a time that he couldn’t recall. Perhaps he had simply been experiencing a sense of déjà vú. Whatever the case might have been, her dance was extraordinary, regardless.

There wasn’t any use in mulling it over too much, he concluded. ❝Please: allow me a proper introduction. My name is Marius. You’re Olivia, aren’t you?❞