Gift Exchange

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[OOC: So this here post can be used for quick 'Character X got Character Y a new pair of _______________ for the holidays' lists, or play out the giving, or whatever. You can RP it out, just make note of it, or even post your own thing outside of this list if you prefer! HOORAY FOR PRESENTS!]

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[short_n_sweet]

Jaune Arc

Ruby Rose: A bag of rainbow chocolate chip cookies and a neat t-shirt (with like, three wolves on it. And a moon. black of course)
Yang Xiao Long: New aviator glasses and a model motorcycle
Blake Belladonna: A chess set and a couple patterned bows
Weiss Schnee: A silver chain bracelet
Nora Valyrie: Made pancakes for her one morning, a nice pink sweater, and an assortment of chocolates
Beo: A hot dog squeak toy
Harry Dresden: An old-fashioned pocket watch - wind up, of course.
Raye Hino: A gold and pink brooch - it resembles the branch of a cherry blossom tree, also an invitation to dinner - his treat
Marceline: A couple heavy metal music CDs
Lust: An assortment of chocolates
Karina: A bed to sleep on for the apartment - also, cute slippers
Orihime Inoue: Also chocolates!
Cherise Tompson: A six-pack of energy drinks - and chocolates!
Sofia Sinclair: Chocolates, and a hand-written letter of thanks for helping save Ruby.

Ice King

Harry Dresden: A hand-drawn picture (poorly made) on crumpled paper of he and Ice King sharing a high five. "Wizard buddies" is written on it.
Marceline: A few recorded covers of him singing some of her songs.
Yang Xiao Long: A photograph of him in a sexy pose. So she won't forget him. It's signed.
Karina: She likes gems, so he gave her an Ice Diamond. It melts within 5 hours.

Milla Maxwell

She has no friends yet, but she celebrated by buying herself dinner and a bottle of wine liquor made with oranges that she once found she liked. Tipsy Spirit Lord!

[Open]

[crowning_glory]

Oh my, I forgot how lovely this tasted... and how dizzy it could make me feel. [Milla drank her liquor alright. It was nice to sit down at a restaurant and eat, but now she had to go back to her hotel and she was... stumbling about more than she'd care to admit. But trying to stay standing was a good distraction at least - she didn't think of Jude or the others so much.]

Come on now, Milla... you can still make it home...! [And cue a slip.] Whoa--! [She lands in a snow bank, but instead of getting up she just kind of lays there. It's amazing how she's able to keep from freezing in her outfit.]

This snow is very comfortable! But cold. Very cold. [She pushes herself up and staggers to her feet. It was about that time she realized that she wasn't sure where the hotel was.]

Team Dad to the rescue

[no_love_potions]

[What a day. First, he wakes up in the middle of the night in a panic because somebody broke into his apartment only to find freaking Santa Claus in his bathroom installing a whole new shower system. Then he wasn't even able to leave the building without getting shot at by some lousy robot.

Well, at least the rest of the day had gone pretty smooth. Now all he wanted to do was head home, crack open a beer and read a book.

Except it looked like that wasn't going to happen either, when he catches sight of a familiar mass of blonde hair attached to a woman stumbling along the snowy streets. It looks like his work is never done.]

Hey. [He calls from the window, bringing his truck to a stop across the road.] You doing okay over there?

Re: Team Dad to the rescue

[crowning_glory]

[Hearing Harry's voice, she looks over to his beat up old truck. Giving him an uncharacteristically judgemental looking-over, she huffed.] Okay? I am more than 'okay' Mr. Dresden. I am the great Lord Maxwell. Something like this doesn't faze-- [She trips and falls into the snow face-first. Soft landing, but she's effectively silenced.]

[Pushing with her hands, she lifts her face from the snow, all snow-beareded and everything.] I am unwell, Harry.

[no_love_potions]

[Harry just raises his eyebrows a little when Milla starts off on her tirade. Wait for it... waaaaiiit for it.

Fwump! There it is.]

You don't say.

[He opens up the door of his truck and climbs out to walk over and offer her a hand up out of the snow.]

Looks like the great Lord Maxwell had a few too many tonight.

[crowning_glory]

[She takes his hand and climbs out of the snow towards his truck, though she points up at his face, because while she's not short, he's very tall.] You don't know what a Maxwell even is. [How astute.] And I only had one. It was most of a bottle, but it was... just... one.

I'm sorry you have to see me this way. It's... far from a first impression I'd want to make.

[no_love_potions]

Touche.

[He'll walk along with her, making sure she's good and steady on her feet and also gently lead her away from the driver's seat and around to the passenger side.]

Don't worry about it, it's not the worst first impression I've ever seen. Or made for that matter.

[He pauses for a second, frowning a bit and a second later, his big coat drops over her shoulders.]

Here. You've gotta be freezing dressed like that out here.

Ice Kiiiiiiiiiiing

[smelltheredinside]

[She doesn't know why she's either surprised or touched by the gift.... but she is. So she's taking her gift to him personally. When it's dark, she's going to float in the front of his ice castle with the cat in her arms.]

Ice King, you home? [Look at that, she even remembers not to call out Simon.]

Re: Ice Kiiiiiiiiiiing

[simon_petrikov]

Eeeeeheheheheh~

[He's splashing about in his tub, getting Gunter all wet. The poor Penguin is quacking about (or whatever sound those darn birds make) in protest, but Ice King isn't listening. But then he hears Marceline, and he perks up.]

Marceline? Oh! Uh... comiiiing! Hold on doll-face.

[He gets up, scrambles out of his tub, trips, falls, gets back up, towels off, throws on his robes, and scuttles on out with a big ol' smile.]

Marcy! Baby! Darling! What brings you to my humble abode, mmh? Oh, did you come to jam out? Let me get my drum--

[Noticing the cat, his brow furrows.] What's with the furry baby?

[smelltheredinside]

[She waits semi-patiently for Ice King to finish doing she-probably-doesn't-want-to-know-what, and when he comes out, she'd shifted the cat in her arms slightly so she was holding it more comfortably.

She's just opening her mouth to say why she came, when he notices the cat. And then calls it a furry baby.] It's a cat. [She pauses, before holding it out under it's forelegs so he can get a full view of it, especially the markings.] See? Doesn't it remind you of anything? [She'd seen the ginger bits and it had reminded her of the cat in those stories you had written, and she'd thought you'd like it.]

[simon_petrikov]

[Unfortunately for you, Marceline, you don't realize what he gave up to get his Ice Kingdom back. He eyes that cat curiously, leaning towards it to squint at it, trying to figure out just what Marceline was getting at.]

Hmmm...

[He looks up at her from his hunched over position.] Reminds me of... Jake? Oh! Abracawhatshisface! Did I get it right? '3'

[smelltheredinside]

Ye- [Then the delighted yes stops and the smile falters, and then she's linefacing. Tell her that's your idea of a bad joke. But by the look on his face, she just... knows it's not.]

What? No! It looks like the cat in those stupid 'fiona and cake' stories you were telling. Okay, maybe not exactly the same, but close enough! [She turns the cat - who apparently has enough of a calm temperament to be put up with this (She had to make sure the thing wasn't going to be clawing Ice King's face off every time he tried to pull it around or dress it stupidly or something like the dingus he can be) - to look at it. It's definitely not the exact same, but it's really close! She didn't do a terrible job! She turns it back.] Look.

[simon_petrikov]

[Uh oh, Marcy's getting mad at him again. She does that a lot, and he doesn't even try to make it happen most of the time. He perks up as she exhaustedly tries to get him to remember something - again - but she's just not getting through to him. Fionna and Cake? He doesn't remember that. It sounds like something he'd remember though.]

[When she turns the cat about to show it off to him, he cocks a brow again. He looks from the cat's fur patterns to Marcy's face, then back to the cat's face, then to Marcy's again.]

Oh Marcy, Marcy, don't feel bad! [He smiles in an apologetic manner, giving himself a few taps on the noggin.] My memory just ain't what it used to be! I'm an ol' fogey y'know. You try gettin' to be half my age and remembering things. Give 'er here! [He reaches out and takes the cat from Marceline and looks at it.]

Sure looks like a Cake alright! Heh...

[Oh my glob, he's trying to be nice to her! His lack of memory is more of a constant frustration to her than he even knows, but it seems for this slight he's trying to white-lie her into not feeling so angry with him. She can probably tell though - he's not that great at acting.] Was this little fluff-ball a Christmas prezzie for lil' ol' me? I'll have to put it with the others.

[He turns to an ice table with a little card marked 'rad presents.' It's empty. He sets the cat down on it and pats its head.]

[leekspins]

[Whoa, chocolates! That was so nice of him! Their meeting was so brief that she hadn't expected him to really remember her. Touched by the gift, she heads right into her kitchen and starts baking like crazy.]

[There's a knock on Jaune's door before Orihime flees the scene. On his doorstep is ANOTHER MET! ...Just kidding. It's a Red Velvet Cake, cutely decorated with snowflakes fashioned from drizzled white chocolate, and a card that says: "Merry Christmas, Arc-san! Thank you for the chocolates, they were super good. --Orihime"

[short_n_sweet]

[Yaaaay not-Mets! Also, yay velvet cake! Honestly Jaune's surprised to get it at all, but he's quick to snatch it up out of the hallway and bring it inside.] Who's Orihime...? [He scrunches his brow up before it hits him.] Oh yeah the girl with the-- That cute girl in the storm! Hey, nice!

[Jaune is such a hit with the ladies. Now he's all confident and smug. Merry Christmas indeed!]

[solar_flare]

Hey, the motorcycle is super cute! Thanks for the shades, I was missing my old ones.

[short_n_sweet]

Yeah I figured you'd like those. [Someone might have told him. What she doesn't know won't hurt him!]

[flamescout]

[The brooch is absolutely beautiful. Thoughtful, too! He remembered about the cherry blossoms. She may or may not be blushing and grinning like an idiot to herself as she pins it on. Then she gets to the invitation, and her blushing intensifies.]

[Did someone just...ask her out on a date...?]

[Her face is too red for video, so she sends a text.]

I'd love to.

[short_n_sweet]

[Woohoo!]

[Jaune always feels so jazzed whenever Raye agrees to hang out with him, because at this point he sees it the same way she does - a date. He asked a girl out and she said yes! To Jaune, that's pretty much the best thing ever and nothing could compare. The fact that it's Raye in particular just makes him all the more happy. The guy is quickly starting to adore Raye!]

[He shoots a text back, grinning wide the whole time like a dope.]

Awesome! Anywhere you wanna go, any time, just name it! I'll ditch Harry if I gotta.

[flamescout]

[Ditch Harry--NODON'TDOTHAT! Raye suppresses her initial panic, and calmly sends a reply.]

After work is fine. It isn't as if I have a full schedule in this place. As long as you have enough time to go home and clean up, any hour is okay with me.

[But where should they eat?]

I like Thai food.

[short_n_sweet]

[Jaune grins, because duh. Raye's too responsible to let him ditch work.]

Yea, okay, after work then lol

I donno what Thai food even is

dunno*

i bet i'll eat it anyway lol so let's do that

[Of course, Jaune's thinking it's pronounced "thigh" food.]

[flamescout]

[What is it with Raye having friends who are terrible texters? Or maybe she's the weird one, taking time to deliberately capitalize and punctuate. But she found it endearing with Harry, and she finds it endearing with Jaune too.]

It's a little spicy, but not too much. I think you'll like it. Friday?

[descendsfromshadow]

[Well, this is... not what she expected when she went to open a present from Jaune. She even likes the patterns on the bows.]

This is... actually very nice, Jaune. Thank you.

[Suddenly that video game she'd gotten him seemed a bit lame.]

[short_n_sweet]

[He's still holding onto that gift, whether you think it's lame or not, Blake. Besides, who better to fourth-wall get a chess set than you?]

Aw, it was nothing. I like your gift too! I'm gonna be playing games for ages... and really, if you think about it, a gift you end up using for a long time is a great gift!

[combatskirts]

[aww, jaune. youre so sweet! weiss really did not expect anything from all her friends (but she was really hoping. christmas is her favorite time of year). she opens jaunes gift cautiously, because who knows what kind of romantic sentiment he would give her. but it's a nice silver bracelet! and it matches the things she got from ruby and yang! she immediately puts it on and examines it on her wrist. it's so perfect.]