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And have a query. Would it be acceptable to suggest alternative theories regarding PPC origins?

"Research on Christmas, that is. Like, from a book only... not..."

On the other side of the room, Georgia gave Cassie a quick hug. "Merry Christmas! How are you? Did you get any presents? Did you give anyone anything? Are you having fun? It's Christmas!"

"Santa? Is that part of Christmas, then?"

Nat resisted the urge to facepalm. "When we get back to the RC I'm hacking into World One's internet and Googling Christmas for you."

He looked completely blank. Nat's techno-talk had gone completely over his head. He looked to Kumori for help.

Meanwhile, excited squeeing from the other side of the room indicated that Georgia and Cassie had made contact.

"So long as someone's got the Christmas spirit." That said, she walked over to where she had spotted Cassie, waving enthusiastically and grinning.

Kumori sighed. "I'm just glad I was able to talk her out of wearing her Santa outfit. With her hair she would have looked like a human firecracker." She joined Kelvin at the buffet and tossed a caramel into her mouth. "Of course, then she tried to get me to wear it... No way."

"Hello, you two. I'm fine, thanks." She looked sympathetically at Kumori.

Kelvin offered them a shy grin. "Hello. I'm doing well, thank you." He was trying out some of the various nibbles on offer.

Nat eyed Georgia warily. "Maybe you should go and find Cassie, she'll be enthusiastic with you if you like."

"Hi! Merry Christmas, everyone!" She rushed over to greet the first people she saw, who were in this case Nat and Kelvin. "Did we miss much? How are you?"

Kumori walked more sedately after Georgia and rolled her eyes at her partner's excited behaviour. "It's just Christmas, Georgia."

"Just Christmas? Just Christmas?" Georgia gaped at Kumori. "How could you say such a thing?"

...a youngish-looking man with slightly pointed ears and long dark hair.

"Heya!" Cassie yelled, bouncing over to Ansela cheerfully and producing a very large amount of chocolate. "Merry Christmas! Isn't this great? How are you?" Without waiting for a reply she dashed off to greet everyone else.

Nat strolled over with the stranger. "Sorry about her, she's had about half that supply of chocolate already. This is Kelvin, by the way." The Elf nodded, smiling uncertainly. "He's our new partner. Cassie's been trying to explain to him about Chritmas, but I think she just got him more confused."

Kelvin nodded. "Hopefully someone will be able to explain it to me before the end of the day." He smiled again, looking around. "So, now what?"

Any Flower can be referred to by species as well -- the SO can be referred to as "the Sunflower" or "the Flower" just as accurately. In this case there happens to be a Daisy out there, so it's a bit more confusing, but no more so than "the blonde".

hS

Two gifts, actually.

1/ It is, of course, the last day of the PPC Advent Calendar.

See it here. Today's image is quite a big one, as a special treat.

2/ Recorded Received by me a few days ago now, I have the third edition of our semi-regular broadcast from HQ: Radio Nutmeg.

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4

The note from Agent Closed I was sent with it says that it's "an exciting family adventure romp through the wilds of New Caledonia, unless that's the film I saw last week down in town". Make of that what you will.

And Merry Christmas, one and all!

hS

He's cute, he's perky, he's a fox (anyone who knows anything about furries will know why that counts as an argument in favour), he's enthusiastic to please everyone around him, he knew pretty much nothing about human sexuality until Naomi told him (though he made up for it with his knowledge of vulpines), he's got into dangerous situations and had to be saved (see the Wraith incident), and in future installments - without getting too spoilery - we're going to discuss his fondness for turning himself into a girl.

On the other hand, he's about as un-weepy as you can get, he likes girls as well, he's mostly perfectly capable of taking care of himself, and he's a gun nut.

I feel so alone.. -looks around for other people in PT-

By the way, I'm new. Hi!

and it seemed like a good idea." She glanced over at the tree, where the angel was attempting to remove a gag from his mouth. "Just don't ask about the tree."

Artic had one Mini-Agent. Guess that part of PPC canon is somewhat sketchy by nature.

For the same reasons and then some as the fact that there aren't Mini-Agents.

I haven't seen it much. Sorry about that. *facepalm* Still, it's Oriental anything in LOTR. It has to die.

Yue is actually a Chinese name.

I want Maquis de Sod. Can I adopt him? Err... If that's fine with you, I mean.

You two never fail to make me laugh.

And for some odd reason, it seems to be raining. *blinkblink*

*chucks graduated cylinder with Santa hat* *goes back to ogling various people on BSG* Christmas is three hours away for me, but frak that.

"We're last on the list to have Christmas," explained Scientist Lori as she strode in on her husband (and lab partner) Bill's arm. "It's three hours away."
"But we don't give a frak about that!" added Agent Eledhwen cheerfully. So much for elven poise.
Lori rolled her eyes. "Next time, I am never going to let those two anywhere near Battlestar Galatica..." she muttered.

"Heard there was a party goin' on," Zach remarked, snagging some food.

"'Course, it's not even Christmas yet, but that doesn't mean we can't party," Sara grinned, setting a basket of small wrapped parcels under the tree. "Help y'selves."