6th Song

[when_is_sunday]

::Wandering the streets outside the train very early in the morning, Pepinot looked down at the name he'd written on his hand for the gift exchange. He'd never met Akihiko, but at least from the short conversation he'd had with Yuri, his roommate, Pepinot was able to infer that his gift exchange partner was male

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[ipunchyouout]

:: Out for a brisk morning walk of his own, Akihiko was a little surprised to come across the boy. He knew it was Pepinot from the train, but this would be the first time they actually spoke to each other... ::

Off to an early start, aren't we?

[when_is_sunday]

::startled, looks up and backs away from the window::

Yes, Monsieur! Very early...::rubs at his eyes, blinking:: ..I know you from somewhere, don't I?

[ipunchyouout]

Yeah, I'm from the train. Akihiko Sanada.

...You're Pepinot, right?

[when_is_sunday]

::blinks, and nods his head up and down, staring at Akihiko::

I know who you are! You're him! ::points to his hand where he's scrawled Akihiko's name:: I'm supposed to get you a present!

[ipunchyouout]

::Surprised that Pepinot went through the trouble of remembering his name, and felt a bit honored::

I'm supposed to get a present for you, too. So, what kinds of things do you like, Pepinot? ::Straightforward, but doing his best to seem friendly::

[when_is_sunday]

::gives a small shrug:: Uh...I don't know. Anything, really. I don't mind what.

::looks down worriedly at the snow by his boots; he's never really been asked what he wanted for Christmas, and seems a bit stumped by the question::

...What do you want for a present?

[ipunchyouout]

::Also becomes a little worried, but somehow the answer seemed a bit familiar::

I haven't thought about it much myself, honestly... ::Coming up with something on the spot:: I've outgrown toys by now, so maybe a book or something to wear. Just a thought.

...You probably still like toys, right?

[when_is_sunday]

::nods a little, giving a smile; he's seen a book store nearby!:: What do you like to read?

...I don't know if I do or not. I don't remember when I had them.

[ipunchyouout]

Well, I like anything about boxing. Mystery stories can be good, too.

You don't remember...? What kind of place are you from, Pepinot?

[when_is_sunday]

Boxing? ::makes a small note on his hand, scribbling some writing next to Akihiko's name::

France. ::glances up:: In a school, where the Nazis won't go. It's too far into the woods.

[ipunchyouout]

Nazis, huh? ::Can grasp, at least slightly, when and where Pepinot is from now::

Must be some kind of boarding school, and not one that has much, right? Don't worry, I'll find something good to give you.

[when_is_sunday]

It's a boarding school for bad children.

...You don't have to, not if you don't want to.

[ipunchyouout]

I will. You don't seem so bad to me.

[when_is_sunday]

::looks up, surprised::

How do you know? We've just met

[ipunchyouout]

Sometimes you can just tell. Most people tend to be good rather than bad anyway.

[when_is_sunday]

Really? ::looks a little curious at that statement, like he's not really imagined a world made up of good people::