Characters: Giselle and ANYONE that told Giselle their favorite color in
THIS POSTContent: Giselle makes another trip around Manhattan with her surprise presents for everyone~
Location: Everywhere :D
Time of day: Afternoon
Warnings: unhealthy amounts of joy, sparkles, hugs, and magically rainbow colored scarves, those prone to diabetes should
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It was an interesting sort of feeling, the tiny hairs on the back of his neck shot up suddenly. Dramatically, it was almost as if the wind had stop, the sounds of clattering and the every day mill of others going about their business as he read comic books, played his games, and terrified Almaz (all a part of his daily dose of evil) suddenly disappeared. If this was a horror movie, he'd certainly be hearing a quickening music, or perhaps just an even deader silence than the one he was experiencing now.
He paused. Half-flipped his comic book page, (Today, it was one about a woman in spandex, from a secret island somewhere in this world, who had a lasso of truth. Truth? Really? That was stupid, he thought! There could be worse things!) he looked up. His ears perked, twitched, and settled.
It must have been his imagination.
Mao diverted his eyes back to his comic book, unaware of the approaching and impending danger that awaited him.
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Without pause she pulled out the red scarf she had made for him.
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He frowned at her. Pouted, even!
"You..." he scooted back slightly, Giselle was too friendly for his taste, "What's this? A trap? A strangulation device?"
Whatever it was, it sort of - maybe - slightly piqued his interest.
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She offered the finely knit red scarf to him, "I made it so you wouldn't get cold this winter."
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Come now, she's better than that, he chastised himself, shaking his head. The former was likely the way of it. Still, idleness bred less-than-wanted thoughts, and Balthier had been more idle than he would have liked to admit as of yet. He had gone out once, true, and met a young woman, but his inability to find his partner had put a downer on his spirits somewhat (yet another fact he was loathe to admit).
He still needed to drop by the ruins of his old apartment sometime. Anything to get him moving again.
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"Oh Balthier," she called, crossing over to him as she pulled out the golden yellow scarf...she'd even been able to find some yarn that sparkled a bit in the sun...she hoped Balthier would like it.
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He couldn't exactly say he was one for them, but he supposed it would be better than running around with no insulation (save for his regular mode of dress) in the cold. Hm... he should try and find a coat, now that he thought on it.
The sky pirate stood and walked over to Giselle, taking the scarf in hand. It was finely made, he was surprised to see, especially considering the woman was giving it away for free. If that was the case. "Would this happen to be mine or is this just a case of show-and-tell?" he asked.
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She leaned her head back, closing her eyes. The relief over the fact that spells weren't permanent here was starting to seep in now that the sharp excruciating pain in her arm was subsiding to a dull ache... although that may've partly been due to those pills they'd found for her...
Elphaba'd just have to make sure to fly close to the ground until she figured out whether there was a set time before her spells' effects wore off.
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"I hope it's to your liking," Giselle went on to say, apparently misinterpreting the look Elphaba was giving it. "I don't usually use such dark colors but I have to admit they did work well together," Giselle said with a small smile.
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In any case, in his spare time Sora was still milling around the Garden, chatting with anyone he came across if Riku and Kairi weren't present.
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She set the scarf laden bag on the floor in front of her, "I have a present for you," she went on with a smile, "close your eyes."
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His eyes widened at the mention of a present. "Really?" No matter what the occasion, Sora did love presents...both giving and receiving them. He almost turned to look closer at the bag to get an idea of what said present could be, but finally consented to squeezing his eyes shut.
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He smelled her approaching from across the lawn, and then waved excitedly. "Oh oh oh oh, Giselle! Here, here!"
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