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[ Gintoki definitely stayed as long as he could in Olivia's room, which probably wasn't a full night's rest— he was a restless individual and hardly got decent sleep anyway since he had so many nightmares.
Though, he is able to find a piece of paper and a utensil to write with that he leaves on her bed with the cloak he was given the other evening. It's all in Japanese, but maybe with the magics of this world she'll be able to understand: ]
Sakura-san,
Your company was very nice. Without your help, I may not have made it past another day.
Keeping your heart open is not an easy thing to do, in fact, a lot of people have trouble with doing it. [ Speaking from personal experience. ]
I think you'll find an important place in this world we've been brought to. Thinking otherwise is just stupid.
Never give up.
-- 坂田 銀時 Sakata Gintoki.
(Mr. Fruit.)
[ So he was stretching the truth about the whole "I may not have made it past another day" talk, but hopefully it'll make her feel encouraged, which was his ultimate goal. ]
Though, he is able to find a piece of paper and a utensil to write with that he leaves on her bed with the cloak he was given the other evening. It's all in Japanese, but maybe with the magics of this world she'll be able to understand: ]
Sakura-san,
Your company was very nice. Without your help, I may not have made it past another day.
Keeping your heart open is not an easy thing to do, in fact, a lot of people have trouble with doing it. [ Speaking from personal experience. ]
I think you'll find an important place in this world we've been brought to. Thinking otherwise is just stupid.
Never give up.
-- 坂田 銀時 Sakata Gintoki.
(Mr. Fruit.)
[ So he was stretching the truth about the whole "I may not have made it past another day" talk, but hopefully it'll make her feel encouraged, which was his ultimate goal. ]
Edited (i made it cute) 2015-12-14 01:23 (UTC)
Hey, Olivia! If you're not busy, do you think you could meet me in the lobby of the Abel for a minute?
Everything's fine! I'll meet you by the reception desk.
[Whenever Olivia makes her way to the lobby, she'll find Lea leaning against the wall near the desk. He's dressed in his usual black coat, but he's wearing a bright yellow scarf.]
[Whenever Olivia makes her way to the lobby, she'll find Lea leaning against the wall near the desk. He's dressed in his usual black coat, but he's wearing a bright yellow scarf.]
[ as promised, olivia makes it down in two minutes. the climb down from the third floor is always easier than the climb up, though she's still a little out of breath when she comes over to him. perhaps she hadn't really believed him when he said everything was okay and was slightly worried... but he doesn't seem hurt or anything, so she assumes she must have just been over-worried. ]
Lea! —oh my gosh, what a pretty scarf!
Lea! —oh my gosh, what a pretty scarf!
Ah, you like it? [He grins, plucking at the scarf.] I used to wear scarves a lot, until, ah... Well, work had a pretty strict dress code, back home, but I don't have to worry about that anymore, so I figured why not pick up where I left off? Besides, it's gotten kinda chilly lately.
Anyway. [He stoops down to retrieve a small parcel by his feet. He offers it to Olivia with a slightly awkward smile.] Ah, here. I, ah... I know this is a festive time of year and all, so I thought, why the hell not, right? [It's wrapped in linen paper and tied with a thin strip of leather, but... well, they don't exactly have festive wrapping paper and curling ribbon in Chantes. It's close enough, though.
[Remembering how adamant Riku had been about gifts having a card attached, he's slipped one into the leather cord here. If Olivia opens it, she'll find his scrawly handwriting inside, the letters done in charcoal:
Olivia,
I'm glad we bumped into each other that day in the forest. I saw this and it made me think of you, so Happy Christmas!
--Lea
[Inside the package are two small hair combs, each with little flowers on them, and they jingle softly with tiny bells.]
Anyway. [He stoops down to retrieve a small parcel by his feet. He offers it to Olivia with a slightly awkward smile.] Ah, here. I, ah... I know this is a festive time of year and all, so I thought, why the hell not, right? [It's wrapped in linen paper and tied with a thin strip of leather, but... well, they don't exactly have festive wrapping paper and curling ribbon in Chantes. It's close enough, though.
[Remembering how adamant Riku had been about gifts having a card attached, he's slipped one into the leather cord here. If Olivia opens it, she'll find his scrawly handwriting inside, the letters done in charcoal:
I'm glad we bumped into each other that day in the forest. I saw this and it made me think of you, so Happy Christmas!
--Lea
[Inside the package are two small hair combs, each with little flowers on them, and they jingle softly with tiny bells.]
Edited 2015-12-25 07:14 (UTC)
[ olivia isn't entirely sure how to react. they didn't really have customs like this back in her world, certainly not among her troupe who've traveled through so many areas that it was difficult to attach themselves to any one culture. she'd been versed on such customs here, but only because of her tasks involving the goblins. and while her people tended to enjoy borrowing traditions, it never really occurred to her that others might have the same reasoning.
her fingers trace over the combs with such reverence, her cheeks turning warm and bright pink. ]
L-Lea, this is... [ her eyes might even be starting to water a little, suddenly overcome with gratitude. ] It's beautiful, I—
[ and then a sharp gasp, and suddenly she's thrusting the box back towards him. ]
I-It's too much, I couldn't possibly...!
her fingers trace over the combs with such reverence, her cheeks turning warm and bright pink. ]
L-Lea, this is... [ her eyes might even be starting to water a little, suddenly overcome with gratitude. ] It's beautiful, I—
[ and then a sharp gasp, and suddenly she's thrusting the box back towards him. ]
I-It's too much, I couldn't possibly...!
[She suddenly looks like she might cry, and Lea waves his hands, shaking his head a little.]
A-ahh, you don't-- I wasn't-- [He doesn't know what to do when people do this! But when she thrusts the box back at him, he frowns a little. He doesn't look hurt, exactly, just confused. Too much? It isn't like they were super expensive or anything. He shakes his head again.] Sure you can. They're for you, I got them 'cuz I thought of you when I saw them, with the little bells... [He ventures a watery hint of a smile.] That's what this kind'a holiday's about, you know? Remembering the people who're important?
[He offers the box toward her again, his smile a little less hesitant.]
You're the first friend I made, here. That's... that's important!
A-ahh, you don't-- I wasn't-- [He doesn't know what to do when people do this! But when she thrusts the box back at him, he frowns a little. He doesn't look hurt, exactly, just confused. Too much? It isn't like they were super expensive or anything. He shakes his head again.] Sure you can. They're for you, I got them 'cuz I thought of you when I saw them, with the little bells... [He ventures a watery hint of a smile.] That's what this kind'a holiday's about, you know? Remembering the people who're important?
[He offers the box toward her again, his smile a little less hesitant.]
You're the first friend I made, here. That's... that's important!
[A wrapped present appears in a place she'll easily find it, with a note attached.]
Olivia,
This is yours, there hasn't been any mistake, so please accept it.
You might not know me, but I deliver gifts to people around this time of year.
Especially for people like you, who can live so kindly with an open heart.
That isn't an easy thing to do, and I'm sure it's been difficult.
But the fact you manage to do it just shows how strong you are, even if you don't believe it.
I hope it will help keep you as warm as you are to other people.
Love,
Santa.
[It's a coat. Please don't freeze to death Ollie.]
Olivia,
This is yours, there hasn't been any mistake, so please accept it.
You might not know me, but I deliver gifts to people around this time of year.
Especially for people like you, who can live so kindly with an open heart.
That isn't an easy thing to do, and I'm sure it's been difficult.
But the fact you manage to do it just shows how strong you are, even if you don't believe it.
I hope it will help keep you as warm as you are to other people.
Love,
Santa.
[It's a coat. Please don't freeze to death Ollie.]
[ there is somebody trying to break into your window tonight... like, if this window doesn't open up, they're going to break the glass part window.
Just watch. ]
Just watch. ]
Edited 2015-12-25 23:08 (UTC)
[ it is, thankfully, the right window. with graham and the wolf fast asleep in the adjacent bedroom, olivia is left on her own to handle this apparent breaking-and-entering. it doesn't quite occur to her to scream or alert the other tenants of the room, because even now she doesn't want to bother anyone else, and instead she has scrambled out of bed to retrieve the closest weapon at her disposal — the hand knife she'd purchased with kida's help from the market. she really should keep her sword closer to the bed, tbh... ]
S-Stop right there, [ she hisses, blinking back the sleep that still stubbornly clings to her eyes, holding the knife out towards the shadow at her window. ] I'm warning you...! I'm armed!
S-Stop right there, [ she hisses, blinking back the sleep that still stubbornly clings to her eyes, holding the knife out towards the shadow at her window. ] I'm warning you...! I'm armed!
[ How did he get up that high on the roof anyway? Who knows, but Olivia will probably recognize the stark white hair, but he's wearing something a little different. The window finally gives halfway, enough where his voice is heard, a small shit muttering under his breath as he continues to pry it open...
and when he looks up, dead fish eye gaze lies on the knife that is aimed right at him.
... ]
—Ha ha ha. Merry, uh, Christmas.
[ Gintoki, it's hohoho?? He doesn't sound jolly at all— more tired than anything. Anyway, he's got a brown sack over his shoulder and half of his body is already in the room, the rest still on the rooftop. It's a smalle bag, but you know. It'll do. ]
and when he looks up, dead fish eye gaze lies on the knife that is aimed right at him.
... ]
—Ha ha ha. Merry, uh, Christmas.
[ Gintoki, it's hohoho?? He doesn't sound jolly at all— more tired than anything. Anyway, he's got a brown sack over his shoulder and half of his body is already in the room, the rest still on the rooftop. It's a smalle bag, but you know. It'll do. ]
I'm not Mr. Fruit.
It's me, the spirit of Christmas. [ He wipes his nose along the back of his hand. ]
You know, the big guy. King of all Christmas-y crap. Oi, you know'em and love'em, the one and only— Sakata Clause.
[ He drags the rest of his body in and sits on the window with his butt out, scratching lazily at his stomach after he puts the bag down on the floor. ]
Where's my cookies? And milk— strawberry milk.
It's me, the spirit of Christmas. [ He wipes his nose along the back of his hand. ]
You know, the big guy. King of all Christmas-y crap. Oi, you know'em and love'em, the one and only— Sakata Clause.
[ He drags the rest of his body in and sits on the window with his butt out, scratching lazily at his stomach after he puts the bag down on the floor. ]
Where's my cookies? And milk— strawberry milk.
[ oh no lea don't say things like that NOW SHE REALLY WILL CRY...! ]
I-Is it...? Oh no, I — I had no idea, I. [ she thought it was just gift-giving to the good but now that she thinks about it, OF COURSE THIS MAKES PERFECT SENSE, friends and family are always "nice" and they deserve all the gifts and OH NO she didn't get him anything!!
she sniffles loudly, tears already starting to roll down her cheeks as she clutches the box to her chest. ]
I'm so sorry, Lea, I didn't get you anything — b-but I will! I'll make sure it's the best present you'll ever receive..!!
I-Is it...? Oh no, I — I had no idea, I. [ she thought it was just gift-giving to the good but now that she thinks about it, OF COURSE THIS MAKES PERFECT SENSE, friends and family are always "nice" and they deserve all the gifts and OH NO she didn't get him anything!!
she sniffles loudly, tears already starting to roll down her cheeks as she clutches the box to her chest. ]
I'm so sorry, Lea, I didn't get you anything — b-but I will! I'll make sure it's the best present you'll ever receive..!!
[ slowly, her arms lower... she'd thought this was amusing, at first — the outfit matches quite nicely with his hair — but now she's just. confused. ]
...if you were hungry, you could have just called me. I wouldn't have minded coming to you with dinner again.
...if you were hungry, you could have just called me. I wouldn't have minded coming to you with dinner again.
[ Oh? She's not playing along? Well, that's fine, he guesses. He does manage to keep his voice low, looking at the sleeping other person that's in the room.
Hm. ]
It's fine. Sakata Clause-san is nice--! If there are no cookies, there's still something for you in here.
[ Oh. Look at him go. He's rummaging through the bag, completely playing the part. ]
Hm. ]
It's fine. Sakata Clause-san is nice--! If there are no cookies, there's still something for you in here.
[ Oh. Look at him go. He's rummaging through the bag, completely playing the part. ]
[ perhaps if it hadn't been the middle of the night, she would have been more willing to play along. but even catherine-san has off-hours, which is probably highlighted by the sudden yawn olivia gives. she's quick to stifle it behind a hand, though, the other still idly clutching her knife. ]
I... I think I might have — [ yaaaawn ] — some fruit bars leftover...
I... I think I might have — [ yaaaawn ] — some fruit bars leftover...
[ Gintoki looks up, keeping is hands in the bag but not exactly revealing her gift just yet. Curious, his lips purse together. ]
What kinda fruit bars .. —?
What kinda fruit bars .. —?
[ she drops her hand, seeming to squint at him in the dim lighting, but in actuality she's just... trying to think past the fuzziness of sleep that's startled to settle over her again, now that the threat of danger has passed. ]
...cherries.
[ she blinks a bit, and finally recognition seems to dawn on her again. ]
Do you want to come in...? [ that can't be comfortable, sitting like that. ]
...cherries.
[ she blinks a bit, and finally recognition seems to dawn on her again. ]
Do you want to come in...? [ that can't be comfortable, sitting like that. ]
[ She looks so tired..? Goodness. He probably shouldn't keep her up too late, then. He waves a hand, dismissing. ]
Sakata Clause-san has an ass of iron, just like his will. I can sit like this for days— not even moving. Not even to go pee. I'm .. — magical, and all of that.
[ Fruit bar sounds nice, though. He was kinda getting hungry. He's just looking at Olivia, expectantly— and the second she goes to get him a bar, if she does, his eyes will wander elsewhere. You know how that goes. ]
Sakata Clause-san has an ass of iron, just like his will. I can sit like this for days— not even moving. Not even to go pee. I'm .. — magical, and all of that.
[ Fruit bar sounds nice, though. He was kinda getting hungry. He's just looking at Olivia, expectantly— and the second she goes to get him a bar, if she does, his eyes will wander elsewhere. You know how that goes. ]
[ in a small flat box, wrapped by a pink strip of fabric, lies olivia's present. on the tag secured to the bow, there's a note, from: riku, to: olivia but nothing more. should she open it, however, she'll find a peach knitted sweater, as well as gloves with flowers on them.
the note inside reads, simply, merry christmas. i think you can still dance in this. ]
the note inside reads, simply, merry christmas. i think you can still dance in this. ]
[ it wasn't as if she's had a particularly long day, either, just doing her usual fussing about, but she actually isn't much of a morning person... or a — middle-of-the-night person. that's all. hence why it takes her a moment longer to realize what he's waiting for. but her embarrassed flush and soft squeak of oh! before hastily turning away to retrieve it is far more reminiscent of her usual self.
she comes back with a plate of two bars, a bit cold from the ice box in the kitchen, and a glass of water. milk is quite expensive...
these she walks up to where he is, and up close now, she's able to make out his more familiar features thanks to the faint moonlight streaming in from behind him. subconsciously, she starts to run her fingers through her hair, hoping it didn't look too rumpled and slept in. ]
I hope Sakata Clause plans on getting some sleep tonight...
she comes back with a plate of two bars, a bit cold from the ice box in the kitchen, and a glass of water. milk is quite expensive...
these she walks up to where he is, and up close now, she's able to make out his more familiar features thanks to the faint moonlight streaming in from behind him. subconsciously, she starts to run her fingers through her hair, hoping it didn't look too rumpled and slept in. ]
I hope Sakata Clause plans on getting some sleep tonight...
Aaaah, I will. [ breaking into people's windows isn't easy work (why didn't he just use the door ... ? )
Anyway, Gintoki puts the plate on his lap and begins to nibble at them .. before out right scarfing them down without any manners. Maybe he was hungrier than he seemed.
He licks a few crumbs off of his fingers and begins on the next one. ]
Christmas is a time of giving. [ He says this, like she doesn't even know. The way she reacted in response to wanting milk and cookies, well. He figured she probably didn't celebrate it. ]
So they say.
Anyway, Gintoki puts the plate on his lap and begins to nibble at them .. before out right scarfing them down without any manners. Maybe he was hungrier than he seemed.
He licks a few crumbs off of his fingers and begins on the next one. ]
Christmas is a time of giving. [ He says this, like she doesn't even know. The way she reacted in response to wanting milk and cookies, well. He figured she probably didn't celebrate it. ]
So they say.
Edited 2015-12-26 00:28 (UTC)
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