[u]"Oh, don't get angry. Not like I want anything to do with that...er...whatever you call his kind. I only want to murder the hell out of you, sweetie."[/u] [i]Irina snickered, before taking yet another sip of hot chocolate.[/i] [u]"Cheer up, though. It's the holiday season, where people are supposed to be happy! What are you doing for Christmas? I plan on decorating me and Athena's apartment a lil', help Marcia with her decorations and her church thing...since Y'know, she's blind."[/u]