This is not a holiday to glorify the gods of Asgard! [Open]

[nibelungvalesti]

Who: Meril and Open, Friends, and Band Only
What: Meril tries to prepare for a holiday
When: 2/10
Where: In town and specified locations
Warnings: None expected



1.

With her sleeping problems diminished and her attentions turned to matters beyond terror, Meril ventured out into the world more frequently these days. Two large, menacing men in suits constantly trailed behind at a respectful distance, but by the keyboardist's request, remained uninvolved outside of preventing altercations. For Meril had a mission, and it was one that she couldn't accomplish in a bubble -- she had to figure out what to do for Valentine's Day.

So in a dress that looked nothing like her usual garb but nonetheless suited her quite well, Meril walked down a commercial street, frowning at the window displays in the various shops. Ought she to buy flowers, for this? To present at a dinner, or to present with her request of accompaniment? Would one of these books offer a clue, or were they simply commercial? Chocolates -- were they overdone?

The girl let out a frustrated sigh. "This is needlessly complicated."

Uncharacteristic as her dress was, Meril couldn't hide her hair, either in color or length, so those who knew what to look for could recognize the Defying Atmosphere keyboardist easily enough.

2.

Those who Meril trusted -- those who, strangely, she considered friends -- received a request by text or email with a simple request: meet with her. Wherever and whenever was convenient, so long as it was soon.

And for those who agreed, then wherever they met her, they found the same Meril --oddly energetic, somewhat agitated, and with both hands slapped onto the counter, table, or what have you to emphasize her point.

"I need your aid. I apologize for the imposition, but I simply must make this an excellent Valentine's Day!"

Defying Atmosphere only.

Any of the band who might be overly sensitive to things that go bump in the night might be alarmed by the noise that came from Meril's room. Just a faint sound, half a ripple and half a low thrum, but all alien.

...And then it didn't take an alarmed person to wonder what the heck was going on when a heavy thud came from behind the door. Apparently near the ceiling, no less.

Comments

[giglio_madonna]

Laughing at how relieved Meril looks, Luce offers her the screen where a lovely galaxy blanket is displayed. "He'd love it, don't you think?"

[nibelungvalesti]

"Oh. Goodness." That was far better than anything Meril had imagined, and she lifted a hand to her mouth to cover her overt surprise. "Yes he would. Where did you find that? I must acquire it."

[giglio_madonna]

"The internet, my dear, is a treasure trove." Chuckling, she goes to the online store and shows her. "There's even an option to get it delivered in just a day or two! That works out perfectly, I'd say."

[nibelungvalesti]

Meril interrupted her delight for a wry smile. "Yes, Luce. I am aware of the internet. I was asking for the specific site."

Noting it, Meril hurriedly brought out her own phone, the better to rush through that order.

[giglio_madonna]

As Meril places her order, Luce hums and tucks her phone away. "Can you imagine it? The nice dim lighting of that little space, all those soft colors beneath the two of you, eating something nice and homemade and just being close..."

Hey, she's being encouraging.

[nibelungvalesti]

"I think I can," Meril said, turning a faint red. "Yes, this is the touch I wanted. Or one of them, anyway. This will be perfect."

[giglio_madonna]

"Excellent." Chuckling at the look on her friends face, Luce lets her chin rest on the back of her hands. "And then I can try and make time some day soon for me to teach you a few easy recipes."

[nibelungvalesti]

"Someday I will discover something you are not good at, and I will faint from shock." Meril turned a small smile on her friend, all gentle amusement.

[giglio_madonna]

"Sports are one thing," she says 'helpfully', daring to reach over and tap Meril's forehead. "Now, I have to go back before Angel throws a fit. Think you'll be alright doing a little shopping on your phone?"

[nibelungvalesti]

"Oh yes, I certainly will be. Do not let me keep you." Meril was already faintly distracted by browsing other possibilities online. Luce could, probably, safely leave her alone without fearing she would wreck the date through good intentions.