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[ronstadt]

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< cross > [During the Red Haze Event]

[sharpiewielder]

< cross >: Ronnie
< cross >: Ronnie
< cross >: Ronnie
< cross >: H. Ron Benjamin
< cross >: L. Ron Hubbard
< cross >: Ron Swanson
< cross >: Ronald McDonald
< cross >: No for real, where are you? I heard shit got weird in Bavan, are you okay?
< cross >: If I don't hear from you by the end of the day I'm gonna start looking. 8/

<Craydar> Let's call this one Day Two

[ronstadt]

Hanna my manna, whoa, hey. It's cool, I'm in one piece. There's this human dude who set up a safe space and I'm there with my bud Hawkeye ... you know, Dr. Pierce, the guy who comes in drinking with me sometimes?

Anyway. Yeah. It's bad. Glad you don't have to see some of this.

< cross >

[sharpiewielder]

THERE you are omg my god
me and maya were about to climb in the van and go full Search and Rescue Team on your ass (which is totally still on the table if you wanna brave the mean streets to come back with us????? yes no maybe???)

yeah, yeah, yeah, im glad to hear you guys are all in one piece!

whats it like down there? are we talking like full 28 weeks later rage zombies or
wait no you probably wont get that reference
shit
uhhh
you know what, lets go with my first question: whats it like down there?

<Craydar>

[ronstadt]

Sorry, Hanana Splits, I was helping hold some guy down while he got stitches, it was a whole thing. And then there was cleaning up the floor and ...

Yeah maybe come get me. I said I wanted to help but I think maybe I don't anymore. Seeing this stuff from across the street and knowing it's Side B stuff is a lot different than uh. Knowing it coulda been done by someone I know.

It's insane. And yeah. It's pretty much 28 Days, which I do know, but haven't seen. Bring long pointy sticks and like, don't get out of the van.

< cross >

[sharpiewielder]

you serious?? ronathan q. stadt if i EVER get my hands on that movie we're watching it pronto

tho on second thought i dunno i might change my mind if this road trip ends up getting a little too real lolol

but yeah that sounds uhhh well
like a complete nightmare actually! ill make us a couple mind erasers when we get back and we'll just put this whole thing away for the night, yeah?

drop me your location and we'll pchoo our way to you! ill make sure we grab the pointiest sticks and the bear mace lol

<Craydar>

[ronstadt]

Yeah, maybe hold off on the zombie movies for a bit, Hanna Solo. If a mind eraser is anything like a Mai Tai, I'll take ten.

[insert directions to Refuge from the 38 here, since he'd at least remember those]

You and Maya be careful, yeah? I ... I know sometimes you gotta let your friends stick their necks out for you, but I'm still gonna worry.

< cross >

[sharpiewielder]

cmon man i turn into a half ton horse for funsies, if i gotta get out and kick somebody in the face i will! dont test me! and have you seen the chompers maya's packin? orcas can do some hella damage!

[Maybe he's a little more hesitant to do that than he's letting on, but ONLY SLIGHTLY. He absolutely will kick ass to keep his friends safe.]

but seriously i dont want a single leaf on that pretty little head of yours to worry about us. we got this, i promise!

its a bit of a drive but ima stay on the horn with ya
you know
to keep you abreast of our sitch

[No other reason.]

if thats coo witchoo 8]

<Craydar>

[ronstadt]

No, man, I'm serious. Don't get out of the van, don't even roll down the windows. That mist shit means business. I don't want to meet Hanna Barbarian.

< cross >

[sharpiewielder]

oh... well, shit. yes sir~ i will make sure to keep all hands and hooves inside the vehicle at all times. 8P

[He might be teasing, but he is taking this warning seriously, he swears.]

i can't believe you dont wanna watch me leg press a rage zombie

<Craydar> con't in Merain log y/y?

[ronstadt]

Of course I do, but you have to get here and pick me up for me to be able to see it, right?

See you soon.

<KrisKringle>

[getmeoutofthedraft]

Ho ho ho! Your Secret Santa giftee is SPARKLING COOKIE, who is, apparently, an actual cookie. Anyway, he's "Sparkling" on the network, and he also runs a bar, so he should be pretty easy to spy on if you need pointers.

Buy or make the cookie-man a gift by December 26, or Santa will come down your chimney and box your ears.

If you need more information, contact me C/O Hawkeye Pierce at Crowe Clinic, and I'll delegate him to tell you to do your own research.

<Craydar>

[ronstadt]

[wait what who the heck - he didn't - but - well. he's not mad. Sparkling's a good friend. he doesn't mind this at all. kind of a pleasant surprise, honestly.]

Hey thanks, Big Red. Tell your bony little helper his next round of drinks is on me.

<KrisKringle>

[getmeoutofthedraft]

Only one round?

<Craydar>

[ronstadt]

Depends, which one of your lists is he on this year? XD

<KrisKringle>

[getmeoutofthedraft]

Don't "XD" Santa Claus, you heathen.

And I mean, have you met him? Naughty all the way.

<Craydar>

[ronstadt]

In a place with two completely different gods and no Christmas, am I really the heathen here?

Asking the real questions. Since I'm on the Good Company list.

<KrisKringle>

[getmeoutofthedraft]

The only God I worship is Christmas.

So: yes.

Nattensfest Time

[summonthesuit]

[A lumpy, wrapped package has arrived for Ronstadt on this fine Nattensfest morning. Inside is a very colorful sweater made of fleece, with some additional decorations like fabric snowflakes and tinsel pinned to it. Oh boy does that clash! There's a handwritten card with it:]

Hi Ronstadt,

Happy Nattensfest! Thanks for all the hard work you do around the building, and thanks for being a good chum. Hope this jumper is ugly enough for your liking!

Cheers,
Steven

Happy Nattensfest!

[agiantbird]

[Dee will leave a neatly-wrapped gift at Ronstadt's door on the morning of December 25th. A card is attached -- red with a golden deer printed on it -- and it reads:

Hey-o drinking buddy!
Have a good Nattenswhatever. Come round later for some beer if you're not too busy.
- Dee

The gift is a 24-pack of Mai Tai in a can!]

December 25th

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[It's the day of Nattensfest! Which means it's time for gifts, and there's one more than Ronstadt may have expected.

It's a small package, wrapped neatly. A tag hanging off the side reads From your "secret Santa"... whatever that is. - Cassandra.

Inside is a scarf. Hand-knitted by the looks of it, so a bit lop-sided, but definitely warm.]

[ronstadt]

[it takes him a little digging and sleuthing to figure out who Cassandra is, but eventually he does find out, and a little package shows up at her workplace - a few new skeins of yarn in bright colors, enough to replace whatever she used out of her stash to make his ... and a box of good hot cocoa mix with peppermint stirring spoons]

Hi Cassandra,
Thank you for the scarf! I never had anything someone made just for me before, this is really cool. Happy Nattensfest!

- Ronstadt

PS. The point of 'secret' Santa is that you don't tell the other person who you are... for next year's reference. ;)