Deck the Halls

[Friday Morning]

Humming Christmas carols to herself, Friday gathered up a handful of various decorations. Technically several of the staff were responsible for this, but the school had allowed students to literally deck the halls in a few places. Friday had naturally thought this an absolutely wonderful idea and had immediately volunteered to do precisely that.

The moment her hands touched the ornaments, Friday felt her power starting to take over. Still humming, she all but began skipping down the hall, stringing ornaments and garlands and wreaths everywhere she went. The movements were automatic: the process of muscle memory driving Friday instead of Friday driving Friday. She clearly knew what she was doing and moved toward her goal with a will.

So much so that she hadn't noticed that she'd decorated the person until it was too late. "Omigod!" Friday said, slapping her hands to her face as she beheld the bedecked person. "I am so sorry! I just," she reached out and hung an ornament on the person's nose. "Would you believe me if I said that's not my fault?" She offered a smile, hoping it would finish winning the person over.

[Phillip Prince]

The day had not started off the way he expected it to. He had pull a little prank this morning, to which he got off easy with a warning - pfft, as if that would stop him. A few hours later, he pulled another prank. Unfortunately for Phillip Prince, the same teacher had fallen victim to his second prank. So instead of detention, he was sent to decorate the halls to give it a more Christmasy feel.

That was why the boy was there. With a couple decorations in hand, he was taking his time with it. Until suddenly he felt stuff being placed on him. His head slowly turned to the girl. She looked so into it that he did not want to break the roll she was on. Phillip just stayed still and waited till she noticed.

When she finally did notice yet still hung an ornament on his nose, he could not help but laugh. "Believe you? I don't know...At this point I'm a little hurt that I had to be decorated. Thought I was pretty already," he replied in a teasing tone and gave a pout. The whole thing amused him more than anything else.

[Friday Morning]

"Um, well, you're not.. .festive?" Friday tried, shrugging her shoulders a little. She supposed the guy was more or less flirting with her or something. It did happen from time to time with Friday, and she didn't quite understand it. Friday supposed that she should find it flattering or maybe stare at one of the pretty boys or something but, well, right now she was more interested in the decorations on the boy than the boy himself.

"Um, so," Friday said, tucking some hair behind an ear as she looked him over. "So, like, did you want to keep wearing them then? To look festive? Or, oh, were you helping? I mean, it looks like you're helping," she pointed at the decorations in the boy's hand, flushing again. This was definitely not a good moment for her.

"Sorry again, really," Friday said, putting on her most apologetic look, crouching slightly, her shoulders a little raised in a hope to look as... rabbitish? as possible.

[Phillip Prince]

Festive? The nineteen year old laughed. Okay, whatever he had tried did not work on her. He let out another soft laugh at her questions. That was unexpected.

"No, no." He shook his head. "I'll use other accessories to look more erm 'festive'. But yes, I am helping to decorate," he said with a grin. Granted, he was sent there as some sort of punishment but still in a way he was helping right?

"It's alright, love. You can tell me all about how it isn't your fault later. Though, I hope you don't mind but could you help me out of these deco first please?" He started by giving his head a shake and the ornament hanging from his nose fell off. God, that had been uncomfortable.

[Friday Morning]

Other accessories? "You mean, like a glowing nose or elf ears? You'd look pretty cute with the ears," Friday said, nodding as she did. She could quite easily see this guy with the whole pointed ears thing. he kind had the whole elfish bone structure like you saw in all those fantasy movies already, so why not go all out and all?

First things first: they had to deal with his current decorated state and all. "Um, I could, like, um, try?" Friday said, staring at the decorations as if they were wrapped in barbed wire. "Like, see, the reason you got decorated is 'cuz my power's all," she wiggled her hands for a few moments, "auto? it kinda kicks in whenever I touch something and I pick up the muscle memory and do it? So I could, like, try to help? But I also could just end up wrapping you and put a bow on it?"

Friday paused for a moment, before offering up the apologetic smile. "Did I mention that I'm really, really sorry? Because I totally am. Honest."

[Phillip Prince]

His grin grew wider, glad that the girl saw the humor in it too. At least that was what he thought anyway. Phillip imagined himself with elfish ears. Cute? He could pull it off. "If I get elf ears, I hope I'll look as hot as Orlando Bloom in Lord of the Rings," he said, with a sheepish smile. The actor was hot, that he could not deny.

Phillip shook his right leg a bit to untangle the garlands wrapped around it, at the same time he listened to her explanation. Her power? His interest was piqued. "Oh? Like...how you can still ride a bike despite haven't ridden it in months? The muscle kind of memory?" That was a first of the power he had heard.

He flashed her another smile. "No worries, love. I'm sure you had not done it on purpose," he said in a playful tone. "I'm willing to give it a shot. So...help me out?" He extended his arms, ready to let her undecorate him. Maybe. Hopefully.

[Friday Morning]

Friday took a few moments trying to remember who precisely Orlando Bloom was. For some reason, all she could remember from those recent movies was this really pretty redhead who had been around... Oh, yeah, that guy! "You kinda look like him," she offered, feeling slightly cheerful at even remembering the right actor. "Around the cheekbones," she added, pointing at her own for emphasis. There was another nod while she backed up a bit, still trying to put distance between them for her power's purpose and also getting a decent look at the mess she'd managed to make of him.

He did seem to get her power, which had Friday nodding enthusiastically. "Yes! That's it! Or, like, close enough. I just pick up everybody's muscle memory," she had to shrug her shoulders at that. It was powers: there wasn't really anything they could do about it, and Friday wasn't one to dwell on the current circumstances or anything like that. Apparently he thought more or less the same, given the smile and the name and everything.

"uh, maybe?" she said, biting her lip. She tentatively moved to grab some garland, already feeling some of the memories flooding into her muscles. Soon enough, her body was moving and unwinding at a fairly quick pace, her eyes slightly glazing as she seemed to activate the other half of the memory this time, more or less.