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Stephen just hung on the solid leon keeping him upright. A happy smile on his face as he looked at the proceedings through drunken eyes. luckely for him, drunk or not he still had enough self control to keep quiet and let the proceedings proceed without any interuption. That and it took a lot of his attention to keep himself from getting whoozy because the floor kept moving. How did the others keep upright with such a rude floor?
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Heath giggled between sniffles. The comedian had managed to avoid any attention during the proceedings, just playing the wallflower for a while. Still, he was glad the ceremony was underway, for he'd hate to miss it. The sight of the crown's passing between the dignitaries was always an entertainment. Still, he hoped that soon he could get back home to his nice warm flat afterwards and curl up with a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
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Setting down his plate of food--which had been surprisingly left untouched for a change--on a nearby table, Degnar took a few steps closer to the dais, eventually coming to a stop next to Smudge . He wanted a front-row seat for his Queen's ascension to power after all, and to show support for his Motley mate as he renewed his oath to the Freehold. Gesturing for Leah Spencer and Danny Tongs to join him at his side if they so wished, the Darkling turned his attention to the Sovereigns, waiting for the changing of the seasons to take place.
The Winter Fairest walked casually over to the main area of the throne room. Having watched all the Sovereigns gather in a seasonal huddle of sorts. Still unsure if she liked that this dress wasn't as flowy as her others, but she still liked how it felt more formal than the others. As she walked by Perry diCarto , she slipped him a little bag. Inside it was something the Fairest…Lawyer would probably find amusing. She didn’t want to make a big production about it so as fast as she walked by, smiled handed the bag, she slipped away again. Besides, the official Coronation was about to begin.
There was a bit of guilt in her. L’aire had wanted to give a few more gifts, but she didn’t know some of the others as well as Perry. Even so, she hated the whole gift card ‘I didn’t know what to get you so here you go’ bullshit. Not to mention, the whole gifting thing made her freeze up at the store. It wasn’t something she had been accustomed to do in many many years.
As she had meandered gracefully to the main area, she wound up next to Smudge . Well, she was sure it was him without turning her head much. His scent permeated her nostrils, but didn't really bother her. In fact she'd encountered far worse smells in some lounges in Vegas. He was another one of Winter’s puzzles to her, just like Degnar the Muffin Man. The whole awkward thing with Winter, ‘I want to get to know you, but uh yeah about that Wintery thing’ was sometimes a little frustrating. Maybe that would change soon, L’aire had no idea. If the Cyclopean Ogre was to look her way, she’s sweetly smile to him in return.
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Morgan put the hood down as she moved to the main area. Big Swilla had a point, she'd been drawing attention to herself as opposed to avoiding it. She spotted Leon drinking with other changelings as well as a few other friendly people she met.
But getting to them would have had her cross the entire crowd. As was, she tried to find a good spot to watch the proceedings. She also hoped not to garner any attention that she didn't want. She scanned the crowd, hoping to spot friendly folk closer to her.
Don't piss anyone off. Just be respectful. Be respectful. Be--whoa. That guy's hair looks like a clown's hat. Just...whoa. What was I thinking?
Leon fidgeted nervously, the proceedings were not something he enjoyed but he had to stay quiet and polite regardlessly. It was the done thing, right?
The pair next to him, Lavish stood propping up a totally hammered Stephan was a welcoming break in tension to the Ogre.
Looking past the sovereigns and the goings on he spotted a familiar face in Morgan as she put her hood down, he had wondered where she had been or if she had attended at all. He subtly tried to gain her attention from across the crowd by giving a little waist high wave to her and mimed the word "Hello".
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As L'aire went by and slipped him a little something, Perry looked inside and, once he saw what was inside, smiled broadly like a kid at Christmas. A judicial ducky - Perry was pretty sure it would end up in his bathtub despite the fact that he was a grown-ass man.
He mouthed thank you! to L'aire as she disappeared, and looked forward to talking with her and giving her the present he had brought in his bag. Speedy little Winter!
And then his attention returned to the Coronation, although part of his mind was still amused by Judge R. Duck.
Danny followed Degnar to the front of the Hollows. Of course, it was important to show his support for Terri, his Queen, as she handed the crown over, and it was important to observe the changing of the Seasons, as so many Lost did. But there was also another reason, one that he could only half-admit, even with the Heart of the Antlion leaving him fearless.
The Smith wanted to look into Katrin's eyes as the crown was placed on her head.
His cheeks went faintly green at the thought, and he pushed it away, telling himself he was being foolish, and knowing full well he was going to regardless.
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As Mr. Bates offered her the crown, Terri took it with a sweet smile and inclined her head to her Ashen Notary. Turning to address the gathered Freehold, she swept her gaze over the changelings present, still amazed at just how much it had grown.
"Once more the changing of the Seasons is upon us and the time of the Harvest has passed for another year. The dark nights have pulled in and the chill winds of Autumn give way to the silence of Winter," Terri said before moving to stand behind Katrin, holding the crown above her head. "For the coming Season, it is in the ever-present embrace of Winter that we keep ourselves hidden from the world, and protected from the unwanted gaze of others." With careful precision, Terri gently placed the crown upon the head of the Winter Queen.
"Long live Queen Byeli!"
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As the Freehold's crown was placed upon Katrin's head, there was a moment of silence that filled the whole room. It was during that moment, that the last few leaves from the trees around the Commons fell to the ground, and as the last one hit the floor a cold breeze passed through the throne room. The walls began to quickly be covered by a light frost, as the temperature within the Hollow dropped quite a few degrees. It was Winter's touch making its presence known to the Lost of Sacramento. The throne upon which the Queen of the season was sitting on, changed with the rest of the room, turning into a black, rocky structure that was lightly covered in ice as well.
No more pumpkins or leaves could be seen around the Hollow, for they had been replaced by the white emptiness of the room. It was certainly a sight to behold, how everything had just suddenly turned to ice. It didn't stop at the walls, for even the buffet table was now made out of the same ice that seemed to cover the rest of the room. An ice chandelier lay hanging from the ceiling, illuminating the rest of the room with its bright white lights. Said light reflected upon the icy surfaces of the whole place, creating a strangely entrancing effect at first. This was the beauty of Winter; simple and pure like the frozen walls of the throne room.
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