Open Log

[rightjollyoldelf]

 Who: Nicholas St. North and Anyone
Where: Fourth Floor Hallway
When: Now
What: Santa and magical model railroads

Early this morning, North had had an idea. And being North, he couldn't resist putting it into motion as soon as possible. Within the space of a few hours he had drawn up the plans, collected the materials, and begun constructing a model railroad.

A model railroad filled with implausible leaps and jumps and loop-the-loops. A model railroad that could only work with the addition of a little magic.

And a model railroad that was now taking up a large chunk of the fourth floor hallway.

For non-believers that was all the could see.  But for those who believed in Santa?  They might be able to see him fussing cheerfully over the painted details on the train as he put on the finishing touches.

Comments

[unexpected_adventures]

[Bilbo could not resist noticing the noise that was coming from the fourth floor hallway. His Tookish side was well awake by now, as he crept forward to see what the clicking and rushing sound was.

His eyes widened, as he saw the model railway in all it's glory. Who could have built such a thing?]

Oh. Did you make that?

[rightjollyoldelf]

I did! Is excellent practice!

[Hi Bilbo. Say hello to the huge guy in red beaming cheerfully down at you.]

[unexpected_adventures]

You must be a skilled craftsman to be able to make toys such as these. [You're huge, Santa. Much larger than Bilbo here.]

[rightjollyoldelf]

Have had much time to practice!