Glada Vappen!

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne hadn't celebrated holidays properly in over a year which left him feeling disconnected. Giant bonfires in the streets and rampant reindeer were frowned upon in most civilized cities, unless of course the punks were involved, then that was arson not celebrations.. ok, well for the punks it was a celebration but not for a Saami.

In the Nexus though, oh here he could do whatever he wanted, or that was what he had learned in his few visits. He had been planning and cooking and collecting. The gods probably don't even know where he stirred up reindeer from in the Nexus but he has and Mouka was happy to have a job keeping them corralled. His usual rock gear is augmented with his family necklace and oddly doesn't look too out of place with rest of his wildness.

He didn't have a lot but parties always started this way. The host had some things and then people came and brought more booze and food, ordering all kinds of things. Aarne did bring Mead, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and a a bunch of lemon tippaleipä batter. He had cooked some but this was something he could show visitors how to make on their own. The honey mead based sugar in a large bowl. Strips of dried reindeer meat and juustoleipä, a Finnish reindeer milk cheese, are out on the table too. There are fruits; strawberries, apples, and nuts which were common as well as a cream from reindeer milk traditional to the culture and nearly like unfermented yogurt.

That all done he looked to the huge pile of logs that he had gotten from various people around the Nexus. The Sami added leaves to it to create smoke at first to attract others. Before lighting it he put up a banner of hide dedicated to the Akka, the female fertility spirits, decorated with the same imagery as his traditional drum. It was sentimental, the first drum he ever learned to play.

Drum in hand he poured kerosene on the log pile and lit it. The reindeer spooked at the sudden fire but soon calmed, especially when the tall Fin went among them.

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[tieflingtarot]

"Hmm, I think you just might be right. I mean my experience is more a touring carnival than a rock band but the potential for mischief is the same." And if anyone looked like they'd be right at home in the midst of a carnival? It was absolutely Molly.

"Me?" Molly let his tone lilt innocent pausing only to down some of his own drink with a pleased hum. "Oh I'm up for most any mischief. Especially when I'm being delightful!"

[suomi_thunder]

"I've been to my fair share of carnivals but a tour is... wilder, maybe, when there are thousands of people ready to jump on the crazy train with you." That was something that got Aarne into so much trouble. He had a way of attracting people in and catching them up in his madness, sometimes a hundred at a time.

There is no way that Aarne is going to believe that innocent tone but he smiles. "You're my kind. I should introduce you to Joe, Burn Them All. We'd be a lovely riot."

[tieflingtarot]

That just has him tossing his head back to laugh.

"True, true! We're usually not getting crowds quite that large, I can see where your brand of wild can absolutely go all sorts of strange and wonderous places." And he could absolutely see where that might get one into trouble. The carnival tended to only enable each other into poor life choices and even that tended to attract trouble on it's own and he was certain it scaled up quickly with more people involved.

And who would ever believe that guileless smile from Mollymauk Tealeaf of all people? Utter madness and foolishness to do so. "I think you're absolutely correct, and I'd be delighted to meet friends of yours, I'm sure we'd get up to all sorts of fun."

[suomi_thunder]

Oh there was surely trouble, both the good kind and the oops we got arrest kind. It never stopped them for long because it was rarely ever something truly dangerous to the public.

"You should come out sometime." With stage costuming, anyone who looked human enough could be pulled around as a persona. Aarne knew this and so did Ziggy.

"Joe, he's my partner in crime." The way he smiles and shifts when he says Joe's name is one that says they are much more than friends. "Let's see if we can find him."

[helland_damnation]

Joe was around drinking booze as he usually did, just enjoying himself and relaxing soaking up the atmosphere in general. He was getting drunk on mead and all other booze he could lay his hands on as he made his way over to Aarne and his new blue friend. Oh, he was blue.

"Hey, babe. Oh, who's this? Hello there, mate. You're nice and blue."

The Brit offered a free hand that wasn't clutching a bottle outstretched to the devil-looking man. What creature was he? Joe had met lots of different people so far and he was loving it. The burning fire and vibe was warm, happy and lively. Just how he liked it.

[tieflingtarot]

"I would love to." Molly replied cheerily, entirely honest. He hadn't even considered the idea that he might be an oddity- not that it ever stopped him back home. But the chance for some good old-fashioned mayhem sounded positively wonderful to him.

And he noticed that shift in Aarne, that little smile that broadcasted his feelings well enough, his own smile bright and dazzling in turn. "Then he absolutely sounds like someone I should meet."

Not that it seems to take long, Joe seeming to wander over of his own accord. "Well, speak of a devil and you'll step on their tail! You must be Joe."

Molly happily clasped hands to shake. "Mollymauk, lovely to meet you, feel free to call me Molly. And as for nice... well I'd argue that I'm a right asshole but it seems to be well-liked!"

[suomi_thunder]

"I'll let you know next time." Aarne could only think the more the merrier when it came to going out.

It's no surprise to the Fin when Joe comes waltzing over drunkenly. There's a connection between them, like they are tethered together, since they met. Two of a kind, too much energy, too much chaos, too much of everything for most other people.

"I think Joe's the angel and I'm the devil here." He slings his arm around Joe's neck and takes his bottle of booze for a drink. Now the question was what kind of trouble they could get into.

"Everyone thinks were assholes and terrors."

[helland_damnation]

Joe giggled when Aarne threw an arm around his neck and was then taking the bottle of booze for himself. Assholes and terrors? Yep. Everyone seemed to think that of the Terror Twins. Wait until the media got them on camera, recording every trashy and outrageous thing they were going to do live on television.

"I'm Joe, that's me. Nice to meet you, Molly. Loving those horns of yours. Maybe Aarne should get some cute little girly horns and devil tail."

He glanced towards his lover and nipped at the Fin's earlobe playfully. Was Joe wanting Aarne in a kinky devil outfit? Maybe. It was just too much of an opportunity to pass up. It made him smile that Molly was also assumed to be an asshole too. There were people in this Nexus just like him and Aarne.

"What do you think, babe? Fancy some horns and a tail? My halo might fall off because I'm a bad boy."