Zeon Mistletoe or Duck for Cover with your yuletide lover

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1) Haman had arrive several days ago, but has kept to herself, and her team, since they came aboard the White Chalice. But tonight, you might see her strolling around the ship, quiet but observantly watching the festivities. She is carrying an unmarked box in her arms, and even here and there, and takes out a sprig of mistletoe and hangs it up in doorways, and lounges. Even on some people's quarter's door. In the hanger, she hangs them from some mechs, in  the medical ward, and even on the bridge. There is mistletoe everywhere...
Find out Who she is, and what shes up to

or

2) Share a kiss under the mistletoe with your sweetie or a complete stranger.

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Char looked back up at her, raising an eyebrow. Knowing Haman's definition of 'party...'

"What sort of party?" he asked.

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"The regular kind I would think." She looked down as him. "Drinking, conversations, music perhaps." She pushed him quickly down and the hall and even jumped up on the back of his chair, and rode it along the the hall way with a uncharacteristic giggle.

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He looked back nervously as she did this, even as he was just about to let out a sigh of relief. What had gotten into her? "Haman, what are you doing?" he asked, as the wheelchair coasted forward with the added weight.

She was behaving very strangely.

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"Well then. If that's how you feel." Haman stopped and put her feet back on the ground. "I was just getting into the... spirit of things. But if you prefer, I'll restrain myself."

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"I thought it was refreshing to see you let your hair down, so to speak," Char replied, shrugging. "It's just that the last time I saw you try to enjoy yourself, you were only fifteen years old. I'd gotten far too used to seeing you be so... serious all of the time. That's all."

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"I blame this stupid planet. I haven't felt quiet myself since we entered the gravity well. How do you stand being here?" She sighed.
That will teach Char to question Haman's glee, back to serious face.

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"I stomach it for Mineva's sake," he answered. He almost frowned to see her smile vanish, even if it was the more familiar expression of Haman's. "She asked me to help secure the White Chalice as allies of Zeon, and I fully intend to deliver on that promise."

Char leaned back in the wheelchair, his head brushing against her lower neck for a brief moment. "But it means a lot to me that you came here yourself for my sake."

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"Make no mistake, the moment I can get off this rock, I would linger not a moment longer. But right now my duty is to be here. So here I will be." She bit her lower lip for a moment, she his soft golder hair brushed against her. It was only for a moment, before she regained her composure.
"They've given me a room. Alone in fact. I hear that's something of a rarity around here."

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"If only I had been granted the same luxury. Though, the two young women I have been roomed with are friendly enough."

Yeah... that was probably something he shouldn't have revealed, but better she find out from him than from one of them.

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"It must be difficult to get enough rest to recovery from your injuries." She sneered at the thought of two beautiful young teenagers, sharing a room with Char.

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"I've been sleeping in the infirmary, in my own private hospital bed until I'm well enough to return to active duty."

Unless, of course, Haman think she can take better care of Char, which was a thought Char sincerely hoped Haman didn't have.

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Only if she wanted him dead. Haman knew better.

"Well, at least someone around here has some sense." She nodded to herself, and then realize.... they had just been walking and talking, and she had forgotten the destination entirely. And more so, she was completely lost.

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Char noticed her expression change, and looked up at her. "Haman?" he asked, before lowering his eyes and scanning his surroundings. Haman had missed the mess hall by a mile; they were all the way near the hangar now. "The mess hall is about four corridors back," he answered.

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"Damn," She swore at her mistake. "I can't believe I did that." Then she turned Char's chair around, and started back the other way. "You navigate, I haven't any idea where I'm at." She didn't like admitting she was didn't know something, especially something so simply as navigating the ship.

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"Don't worry about it, Haman. I made the same mistake when I first arrived here," the Red Comet answered, as she turned back. "Turn left up here. You'll see a sign on the wall that will lead you to it."

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Haman didn't this feeling that was growing inside her.

She pushed him along in silence, following the sounds of merriment there where no doubt the sign of a rather crowded party.

Suddenly this seemed like a bad idea.

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Char, on the other hand, didn't notice Haman's hesitance. This was her idea, after all. When they'd reach the entrance to the mess hall, Char pulled his loose-fitting clothes - far from the formality he was sure everyone was used to seeing him in - tighter around around his body. "A shame I can't dance in my condition," Char commented, suddenly reminded of the torturous dance Alessandra performed.

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"I don't feel like dancing anyways. How can anyone when my feet feel like lead on this planet?" She sighed aloud. "Next time we dance, let it be in space. At home..." if you and I ever have something we can call home again...

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Char stays quiet for a while. Haman said she wanted to dance with him, and it sounded rather sweet the way she said it. "I'll definitely take a raincheck on that," Char responds quietly, raising his head to look up into her eyes. "Though I wouldn't mind having drink or two with you. I can do that much."

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"Alright." She nodded, his his eyes locked her, fire ran down Haman's spine, and she looked away quickly and pushed the chair into the party.

As they entered the party, making a beeline for the bar was easy enough. And with Char in a wheelchair people moved out of the way with out much trouble. With out hesitation she shouted out to the bartender to get his attention.

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Haman yelling at a bartender... something he expected. She was certainly impatient enough. But when they received their drinks, Char motioned for Haman to wheel him up towards a table, where they could talk in private.

We broke the layout with out endless love fest

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Finally sitting down, at a table in the back corner of the room, Haman felt relieved. This many strangers was putting her on edge, she made sure to sit with her back to the wall, before she sipped her drink.
"If this is the only Christmas I even spend on Earth, it will still be one to many."

Indeed we did.

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Char sipped his drink quietly, frowning at her comment. "Even if it is the first one we have spent together in over a year, Haman?" Char asked, linefacing.

This is the thread that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend.

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Haman stirred her drink, and fidgeted under his gaze.
"You know I don't like it here. I don't know how you deal with it so easily. People like us, where not made to be here" She pointed at him as she said this. " I didn't come all this way just to spend Christmas with you. I'm here because Separatists tried to kill you and are on the loose with stolen weapons. Don't get a bit head over the k-ki..." She couldn't even say it aloud. Instead she sipped her cocktail, the same pink color as her hair, and her cheeks.

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"I deal with it because Mineva asked me to," Char answered. But her denial made him smirk a bit. "If you insist, Haman," he answered, almost rolling his eyes. "But somehow, I think your actions so far have spoken for themselves."