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[_to_the_bone]

Jack of the Frost is back in the bar, with a box. He's trying to tie ribbon around it, like a present, and it's failing utterly.

Ribbon is too damned fiddly.

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[old_lizard]

Someone wandering by offers him a stapler.

[_to_the_bone]

[ooc: ZOMG FANGIRL SQUEEE]

Jack looks up, and smiles, with some confusion.

"Hello. Will that work? It should look nice, it is a present. Thank you, though."

[old_lizard]

"Well, you could use it to hold down the ends, then fold the ribbon over the staples," Chinthliss suggests.

[_to_the_bone]

"That could work."

He smiles.

"Thank you very much. I have never wrapped a gift before. I usually just stick them in bags."

[stygian_promise]

There's a goddess sliding in next to him, fingers skating through his hair and dark eyes lazily hooded, she's feeling rather pleasant today.

"Would you like me to take care of that, little love?"

What? She's good with tying things.

[_to_the_bone]

"Please, Lady."

He extends it towards her, with a smile. She's... a good person to have here right now. He needs someone maternal who hasn't tried to gouge his eyes out recently around.

[stygian_promise]

She's ... vaguely maternal. Well, one would hope that something rubbed off after having a great deal more children than is particularly advised. Or logically possible.

And he's a great deal more clever than most of her brats, anyhow.

"Certainly, dear," she murmurs, easily twisting fancy spirals at the ends of the knots. "Now who are we giving gifts to?"

[_to_the_bone]

"Belial. They are paper forget-me-nots. Blue. One year is a paper anniversary."

It's been a whole damned year.

"Fire tried to kill me. Frost knows you two get along and will not say anything but please be careful of mentioning her around him for the next forever."

[blueeyedjohnny]

After this, a narrowly escaping man crawls over to near Jack.

And quietly collapses.

[_to_the_bone]

"Jesus, God."

Jack flies out of the chair, practically, and supports Johnny a little,

"This whole fucking week."

[blueeyedjohnny]

"Can't get my breath." Johnny gasps.

"Pissed off a metal thing."

[_to_the_bone]

"Shhh," he says, sliding an arm slowly around him.

"Do you think you can stand? We should go to the infirmary."