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In reality, Noah probably wouldn't have minded simply lying around all day with his head tucked under Jamie's chin, something which he often tried even on the days they had to work. Though, with it being Christmas, he figured he should at least try to be more active, even if active simply meant sitting up properly to drink tea and watch the frost fog up the windows. When Jamie suggest otherwise, however, he's tempted to just flop back down and bury himself into the redhead's side, but the Spy's already up before he even has a chance to try.

"We can lay 'round after we get tea." He grins and he stretches, getting to his feet before following Jamie out the door, fish teapot in hand. How he loved trying out new gifts.

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Noah watches Jamie poke at his food, smiling slightly, though his expression changes to confusion as the redhead suddenly pulls out two little books and a few papers. He leans against the table as he reaches down to sort through them, recognizing his name and information immediately. So this is what the Spy's been up to since their last failure of a vacation.

"Nah. I think travellin' more would be nice." He's grinning now, feeling almost stupidly jubilant about the idea, though he tries his best not to show it too much. It had been so long since he'd really been anywhere to just relax and take in the sights, something which he had hoped to do when Jamie had proposed their last trip. With all the years spent working for BLU it wasn't like he didn't deserve more time off, though at this point a part of him doubts administration really cares what he does or where he goes. Back when he had been recruited there had been a shortage of mercenaries due to lack of respawn, but now, well, it seemed like anyone who knew how to properly hold a gun could sign up.

"Got anywhere in mind ya'd like to go?"

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“Thanks.” He pokes at it, moving it around the plate to cool it off. “Oh, yeah, I almost fergot somefin’.” The red head digs around in one of his pockets for something before pulling out what looks like two leather bound passport books, then the other pocket. In total there’s what looks like various forms of identification laying out on the table. “I got bored and decided ta make future travel arrangements easier.” 

The last vacation had gone terribly and, obviously, if they were going to plan something for the future Jamie wanted to be certain that their movements wouldn’t be easily tracked. Of course, he’d still have to ask administration first, because termination of employment meant deportation for him and… he’s not certain what the conditions of Noah’s contract are, though he probably could snoop around. 

” ‘Ope I wasn’t bein’ too presumptuous.” He goes back to his plate and makes an attempt at eating without burning himself. 

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While Alois is settling Louis in, Noah decides to take a quick look around, shining the flashlight into the dark, barren rooms to make sure there wasn't anything lurking in wait. The last thing they needed was to put themselves in a vulnerable state when another one of those creatures was just around the corner. It appears to be rather empty, however, from what he could see at least, letting everyone know that the place was safe on his end as he manged to wander upon the janitor's closet. That might be helpful, actually.

Before joining the other, the Sniper collects a sturdy enough looking mop, heading back towards the entrance to make sure the doors were neatly shut before shoving the large stick through the handles. A tarnished file cabinet joins the barricade, filled to the brim with old documents that gave the metal box some weight, making it harder to push aside from the outside. It wasn't much, but it would have to do for now, hopefully giving them enough time if they needed to escape through a window or something.

After dusting his hands off, Noah joins the rest of the party in the room Alois had established as their resting place, taking a seat on the bed opposite of the one the twins were currently occupying. "'Opefully this torch will last us, then. Least till mornin', anyway." Ah yes, morning. Maybe by then he'd be able to wake up from this horrid nightmare and actually enjoy his time off with Jamie.

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A man fires a rifle for many years. And he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory. And he believes he’s finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son’s diaper. His hands still remember the rifle.

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As Jamie plays, Noah closes his eyes and listens to the gentle festive hum of the violin, quite appreciating the tune the redhead had chosen. It wasn't tradition Christmas music, of course, but it still sounded lovely nonetheless. He could get used to this, he thinks, listening to the Spy play whenever he felt the sudden urge to practice, way better than any old record could ever be.

"Ya' call that rusty? I thought it was absolutely lovely."

A warm grin as he follows Jamie down onto the bed, having become slightly dozy after listening to the relaxing tune, still not fully awake. He let's out a content hum, nestling himself against the Spy, limps sloppily intertwined with limbs. A long moment passes after their last exchange of words, making it appearing almost as if the Sniper had fallen back asleep, before he wills himself to sit up slightly and look down at the redhead.

"Ya' want some tea?"

Christmas and Tea

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What Alois had said was most likely accurate, especially with how quickly everything was decaying around them. There best bet would probably be to get as far away from this town as possible, but with the heavy drag of metal headed towards them there was definitely no going back the way they had come. That, and there was no guarantee that the rest of the world wasn't being infested by this new form of madness, a thought that only made Noah's gut sink even lower.

Without anywhere else to go, Noah simply nods and follows the vampire's lead, silently taking a hold of Jamie's sleeve more for himself than to actually coax the Spy along. The hospital at least appears to be a decent size for a small town, holding up better than the other building around them which still appeared to be rusting and peeling right before their eyes. Once Alois manages to pry open a door, the Sniper moves in behind him to hold the flashlight out, shining the dim ray inside to get a better look.

"Looks alright..." For now, at least. Compared to everything else, it was a Godsend. It probably wasn't a wise idea to essentially trap themselves, but with the exhaust of the night taking its toll they could at least rest up for a while and collect their bearing so they might figure out what to do next. Noah still hadn't the faintest idea what was going on, but maybe someone else did. "Take a quick look 'round, make sure 's safe, then barricade the doors and rest up for a bit." He pauses, looking towards the others to confirm if this was alright. "Shouldn't be 'ard to find a bed."

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Perhaps one day, Noah will let his brother know about his attraction towards males, and not just be brushed off as appearing too shy or awkward to keep a girlfriend. It was just a rather hard subject to bring up, especially when sexuality seemed to be so negatively looked upon, so much so that even the Sniper himself had never actually used the words 'gay' or 'homosexual' when referring to himself. If he finds the right guy then maybe he wouldn't be so reluctant, though, with how things were going with Jamie, he thinks he might have found him.

"'S fine. Try one of those then, hm? See if it plays alright."

That, and Noah sort of had a soft spot for listening to someone play an instrument. As Jamie sets up, the Sniper leans in a bit, resting his head against the Spy while being not to hinder his movements. "Merry Christmas, love."

Christmas and Tea

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Noah wouldn't go into too much detail as to why the tea set was special to him, since a part of him didn't really understand it himself. It just gave him a sense of stability, something he hadn't had in quite some time. That, and he really loved fish and tea.

"Glad ya' like it." Considering how rare it could be to get a reaction out of the Spy, Noah takes the wide, grey-blue stare as a good sign. His smile widens a bit, turning warmer as Jamie examines and tunes his gift, though it seems to falter slightly at the mention of his brother. "Er, well, no. 'E doesn't really know I'm, ya' know..." There's a pause as he clears his throat, letting Jamie guess what he meant, considering that he should know how rarely the Sniper peeked out of the closet. "So, ya' know any Christmas songs ya' could play?"

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After finding what he was looking for in the closet, Noah turns back to Jamie to watch him examine his gifts before opening them. Leave it to a Spy to be able to guess what was inside something before even seeing it. Oh, well, the Sniper's just glad his lover seems to like what he got him, or at least as much as someone can like a tacky, hand-knitted sweater. At least the brownies would go good with some tea.

"Ya' kiddin'? What ya' got me means somethin' to me. Lot, actually. Ain't sure if ya' realized that or not, but it does."

Just like he hopes this next gift would mean something to Jamie. It's not wrapped, besides for the little blue bow on top, so the redhead should instantly know what it is even if it was in a case. After taking a seat next to the other, he hands it over to him so he may open it and get a better look. The model's a bit old, but looks rather brand new, the name James W. Burton professionally carved into the side. "Know ya' probably would 'ave preferred the violin ya' left in England, but I 'ope this 's alright. Me brother says 's a good year or somethin', and he knows quite bit 'bout instruments so..."

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Even before Jamie explains what it is, Noah already has the fish shaped teapot in his hands, silently admiring the carefully crafted glass while still grinning like a fool. Ah, yes, Christmas. He knew it was the day before going to bed last night, but waking up to it still felt slightly surreal. A while back, before BLU had him being shuffled around from base after base, he used to have a collection of unique tea sets such as this. Now that he felt rather settled, he thinks the present would be a good excuse to start one up again.

"I love it!" He really does, taking a moment to play around with the top, before leaning in to give Jamie a quick kiss on the edge of his lips and mumbling a content thank you. The redhead had pretty much hit the nail of the head with this gift, despite how unsure he seemed, Noah still holding onto it while he fiddled around under the bed to pull out two packages of his own.

"Now 's ya' turn." The Sniper hands the gifts over to the Spy, one larger one that obvious contained clothing of some sort, a silly blue sweater with snowflakes, and a small tin with some mint chocolate chip brownies. While the other is distracted with that, he manages to plop himself out of bed, finally putting the teapot down in order to go over to the closet and get something else.

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“Mornin’.” Jamie makes no move to move from his current position as Noah wakes up. Normally Jamie wasn’t much of a morning person, but Christmas kind of turned that upside down with him staying up later than usual the night before.

“It’s yer present, Christmas, remember?” Upon seeing a comically shaped tea pot he instantly thought of Noah and his fish obsession, or what Jamie assumed was an obsession. “Ya seem ta like tea and fish so…” He shrugs and isn’t too bothered if it wasn’t the best idea, because it was the thought that counted, right?

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Christmas and Tea

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The Spy casually sets out tea set (with a fish!teapot) on the nightstand. He then waits for Noah to wake up, because Christmas and reasons. No, he couldn't figure out a sensible way to wrap a fish shaped teapot. 

Leave it to Noah to wake up late on Christmas, generally taking most of their recent spree of days off to see how long he could convince Jamie to stay in bed with him just a 'little' longer. Since the redhead had managed to wiggle his way out of the Sniper's grip this morning, Noah now nestled himself in the warm spot left behind, only stirring as his ears registered the soft click of glass against the nightstand. Out of habit, he assumes it must be a mug of tea, moving to lazily settle his head in Jamie's lap as he blindly reaches over for it.

"Mornin', love." Noah mumbles, still half-asleep, as his hand gooses over something that was definitely not his normal cup of tea. Finally, he blinks open his eyes, staring stupidly at the foreign object in front of him for a moment, before grinning widely and sitting up properly to better examine the tea set. "Oy, now, what's this?"

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Noah likes his sweater. 

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*Oz had put the package in the mail weeks in advance, unsure of how reliable delivery would be given the weather around Coldfront. Inside the box is a letter and three festively wrapped packages. Green and silver wrapping paper with a tree and snowflake design, no red to be found, and instead of bows she's merely tied them up rather plainly with pale blue ribbon.*

Dear Noah,

Merry Christmas! This may arrive a little early or a little late, I have no idea, but you can open the presents whenever you want because you're an adult and you might want to make use of these things before or during the holiday.

Happy New Year, too. I'll drink a toast to your happiness when the time comes.

Love, Oz.

*Two of the presents are marked "To Noah From Oz." One is another box of that tea from Hawaii and the other is a blue sweater with a Christmas tree that has a sail boat on top in place of a star.*

*The third is marked "To Noah & Jamie From Oz." That one contains a set of edile body paints and a small note that explains it's for "adult finger painting." Oz can be a little rascal sometimes.*

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Noah quite likes the wrapping of the gifts, the ribbons his favourite colour and appearing rather simple quite like himself. He likes what's inside them even more, of course, though none of it could compare to the letter that came attached with it. It feels nice, especially during this time of year, to know Oz still wanted to keep in touch with him. 

The sweater is almost instantly put on and will most likely stay on well after the holiday season, though Harvest did get warmer a lot faster than Coldfront. Speaking of which, he had only been away for a few months, and yet it seemed he had already nearly forgotten about the harsh snow storms that came with the base, which would probably delay his package to Oz a bit. Especially now that he needed to pick something up to counter her racy gift to him and Jamie. With a blush and a sly grin, he leaves the paints on the bed for Jamie to discover and, hopefully, use later, before making himself a cup of that pineapple tea and heading to the post office with packages under arm.

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*It was a huge relief knowing that everyone was safe and sound for the most part, no one appearing physically injured at least. Though Noah's main concern right now seemed to be focused on Jamie, it becoming more and more apparent how tired the Spy probably was. He wouldn't mind carrying his partner around if it came to that, but he'd rather be able to get away from the town entirely and find a safe place to rest both their heads. Though it didn't appear that was going to happen anytime soon, not with the way the seemed to be ushered all around the haunted grounds.*

Another one? Looks like someone's enjoyin' toyin' with us. *There's a grumble as he accepts the scribbled map, looking it over. Well, at least it was useful, even if he felt like he was being led around by a demented two year old. Noah's able to locate the hospital on the map, giving it a skeptical squint through the light of the flashlight he was holding.*

Sure it's safe? *It doesn't appear like that was going to matter much, not with the atmosphere slowly starting to decay around them, much like at the hotel. Also like the hotel, Noah can easily conclude what was probably going to come next, meaning they really didn't have time to discuss this. He suddenly goes a bit stiff as his own normal, human ears begin to pick up on the dragging sound in the distance, swallowing dryly before nodding.* Yeah, let's get the 'ell out of 'ere.

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