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[img]https://i.postimg.cc/3N5hCKFC/image.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Vv7F6QDF/source.gif[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@Natsu][/center][hr][center][h3][color=FF1C06][b]The Hub - San Fransisco: December 24th, 2020 - 5:20 P.M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=d86615]Raynor Blake[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/sxJxp78j/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][color=d86615][b]Location:[/b][/color] the Common Room - the Hub 
[color=d86615][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [hr][/center]	Raynor felt Sparky place her hand on his shoulder and he forced himself to try to relax slightly. He knew rationally that Harry hadn't done anything to him and that no one in the room knew [i]why[/i] the damned mistletoe was bothering him so much, mostly since he hadn't said a word. Harry didn't even fight back, leaving Raynor slightly disappointed. He could have used a good brawl. [color=d86615]"Sorry, Abercrombie,"[/color] he apologized, but he didn't mean it. [color=d86615]"Happy Yule, everyone,"[/color] he then added, forcing a smile onto his face. [color=d86615]"I've been told you sit on Santa's lap to make a wish so... I guess if you really want to sit in my lap, be my guest."[/color]

	He then sat back down on the couch, taking a slight breath. Raynor was considering burning up the mistletoe with a blast from his powers, but it wouldn't really change the anger he was feeling. The reminder of his parents' tragic deaths had already come - even without the annoying little plant there, it wasn't going to leave his mind for a little while. The public shaming of playing Santa didn't help matters either. However, his eyes darted over towards the tree, seeing the presents that he was supposed to hand out and he heard a clear set of [i]barks[/i]. [color=d86615]"... Did someone lose a dog?"[/color] he asked, raising an eyebrow. [color=d86615]"Do Midgardians here give dogs as gifts?"[/color] he then asked Sparky, having never really celebrated the holiday season this way before. 	
[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=f6989d]Bonnie Chase[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/90bKPQB5/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][color=f6989d][b]Location:[/b][/color] the Common Room - the Hub 
[color=f6989d][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Perception, Emergency First Aid [/center][hr]	Bonnie shook her head slightly. [color=f6989d]"Well if it wasn't him, it probably would have been you,"[/color] she teased. She knew that Flynn could have a bit of a fiery temper and he was terrible when it came to taking orders. Bonnie was good friends with Tinley and she sometimes had to wonder how Tinley hadn't completely snapped at Flynn and lost her mind with some of the things he did. The fight had at least been broken up, thanks to Tinley's reminder that this was supposed to be a party, with Harry and Raynor going their separate ways. [color=f6989d]"I'm going to go check on Harry,"[/color] she told Flynn, before heading on over to the bar.

	Harry had always been there for her, helping her through the darkest times in her life and the very least she could do would be to check that he was okay. [color=f6989d]"Hey, let me have a look?"[/color] Bonnie asked Harry, noting that he was rubbing his jaw slightly. She scanned his face for a moment, relieved to see that there wasn't any bleeding from Raynor's punch. Asgardians were known for their strength, so either Harry had been lucky or Raynor had pulled his punch slightly. [color=f6989d]"Put some ice on it, it'll keep the swelling down - I think you'll likely just get a nasty bruise in the morning."[/color] She gave him a slight smile. [color=f6989d]"Do you want to go play the game with the others? I haven't played since I was at the academy."[/color]

	She then heard the barking coming from the gift pile and instantly, Bonnie was severely concerned. [color=f6989d]"...Who would be so irresponsible as to give a poor animal as a Christmas gift?"[/color] she asked incredulously. So many animals were given as presents on Christmas and then taken to the shelter the next day - it was cruel. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=add3ff]Dominika Novikova[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/wM14NQ3J/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][color=add3ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] the Common Room - the Hub 
[color=add3ff][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [hr][/center]	Novikova snickered at her girlfriend's comment. [color=add3ff]"You think he'd stop at punching only one more person?"[/color] she whispered back. However, Tinley's comment about them all being a team smarted - Novikova [i]wasn't[/i] a part of that team anymore. She had been fired, terminated, dismissed - and from what she knew, Tinley hadn't said a word in her favor. Novikova couldn't help but glare slightly in the direction of the bar, wanting to call out the hypocrisy but she decided instead to take the passive aggressive approach. She didn't feel like getting into a physical fight with someone who could control minds on Christmas Eve anyways. 

	[color=add3ff]"Yes, [i]Never Have I Ever[/i], let's do it,"[/color] Novikova said eagerly. She wanted to down shots of vodka right now, until the sting of the comment would inevitably fade away. It would also be much easier to be here if she was wasted - in that regard, she was in complete agreement with Raynor. The blonde Sci-Tech alum, Bonnie, had come on over and taken a seat in the middle of the room. Various couches and chairs were arranged in a circle, ideal for them to play the drinking game. 

	[color=d86615]"What are the rules?"[/color] Raynor asked, sitting up slightly.