If you go I will know by the rain, My Charlemagne.

[le_chevalier]

WHO: Haji, Jack, Morbius (and open bits for the NPCS Will and Vergil)
WHAT: Just random things with each of my muses
WHERE: Around the city
WHEN: 12-18-1/6
WARNINGS: Shall update
NOTES: Each character's starter will be in the comments.

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[le_chevalier]

He probably could tell she was annoyed, but he had a feeling it was but a fleeting moment. Then again, she was often upset, so maybe not. Either way, he was fine. "I will do so from now on." He dared not point out his hands hand been full and he might have dropped something had he not knocked, alas that would not have flown with Saya, he doubts it would with Jane either, and he was perfectly fine with that.

"I am fine, but thank you." He didn't need it, while he could and might enjoy it, he didn't require it and that had been his standard way of thinking for a long time. At least until Riku and George started shoving food and drink at him trying to make him feel like part of the family. The simple white box was tied off with blue ribbons, like the one he always had in his hair....He probably had a spool of it somewhere, and he couldn't find twine, but the box's ribbons were pretty. Once he sat the box down and stepped back he motioned to it. "Merry Christmas, Jane." Next to it was the other bag he had been carrying which was a mixture of teas and coffee, things to keep her going in the long nights she worked.

[fuckregularpeople]

"More for me, then." Jane had been drinking coffee since she got in. Making and consuming it was about the only thing she'd done today. Which was fine, no one was out shopping for weird art on Christmas.

When he set down the box she paused, surprised. It hadn't occurred to her that anyone would think of her for Christmas; no one really had since the Chief, and she didn't often spend her Decembers in Doom Manor. She's not quite sure what to do with the display of affection.

If it had been someone else she might've just handed the gift back and been done wth it. Haji actually cared, though, she knew that. So she accepted it with a "Huh," and opens the box. The cake looked like it came directly out of Martha Stewart's oven, and Jane wasn't sure when someone had last given her something so pretty. "Huh," she said again.

"Want some cake?"