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[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[he's a little bit late for Christmas but that doesn't seem to have stopped him. the tape wrapped messily around his wrists, blinding them together, however, has. he's just wandering down the hallway with bits of tape and wrapping paper stuck in his hair, and to the bottom of his shoe, looking for an adult to help him with his little predicament, wriggling his wrists.]

A-ah.. ow.

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[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

[ Ah, well here is an adult right here. ]

You certainly are doing a magnificent job at wrapping up yourself.

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[wrinkles his nose and holds his hands up, fingers laced together.]

Can you help?

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

[He takes his hand lightly and sort of cuts the tape with his unusually sharp nails. But he is careful not to cut you. ]

And just what were you trying to accomplish? [He is sort of smiling now. ]

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[Roxas looks almost fascinated, but a little cautious, peeling the tape off carefully. he shifts a step back and tips his head up a little to look at him.]

I was wrapping a present.

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

... Wrapping a present, hmm?

[He smiles. ]

And just who is this present for?

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[seems to perk up, smiling wide.]

My friend!

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

Ah, well how kind of you... Ah, but before we go any further,

[He takes a step back and bows politely. ]

I must introduce myself to you. I am Setzer-Lestat DeLioncourt... And what is your name, jeune monsieur?

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[blinks, because he's not used to anyone bowing to him, and it's a little bit weird.]

Uh... I'm Roxas. Not.. Joan Misser.

[excuse him if he doesn't understand French. he's young.]

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

Roxas... Of course, but you are juene Roxas, oui?

[He chuckles. It's ok, adults don't understand it too. ]

What I mean is, you are a young Roxas... But back to this present. Is it for a little petite amie~?

[He can't help it... He seems to love watching blank expressions on childrens faces. ]

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[and that's exactly what he gets, because Roxas doesn't understand at all.]

...

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

[He finally laughs loudly, mouth wide open showing you those sharp fangs of is. ]

Ah... Children have such priceless expressions. But i will stop teasing... Unless if that present is for a girlfriend.

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[his eyes widen visibly but he tries to hide his surprise, shaking his head as he swallows but he just can't stop staring. up until now, he'd always thought vampires were just in stories! ... maybe it's a costume!]

... girl? No!

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

Ah, no girl? What a pity... Then for who I wonder?

[He was merely a bored and curious vampire. And he could never resist talking with a child. ]

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

He's big... like you.

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

Ah... I see. A good friend.

[He never celebrated Christmas so, he doesn't seem to make the connection with the presents and the time of year. ]

Well you are certainly a kind soul, Monsieur Roxas.

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

It's Christmas!

[pauses, frowning a little.]

Well, it was...

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

...Christmas.

[Christ. That is the only word that seemed familiar. But the odds of a child so young familiar with the history of Christ seemed unlikely. So he smiles. ]

Better late than never, no?

[He just keeps grinning at you. He doesn't want you to frown. ]

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[picks a little more tape from his wrists.]

I hope he doesn't get mad.

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

Anyone who would get upset for a late gift does not seem worthy of one.

[He just sort of takes your wrist and helps removing the tape as painless as he could. ]

Besides, if I am not mistaken, it is the thought that counts.

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[he almost tugs his hands back because there's no way he's forgotten those sharp nails... or those fangs.]

I guess. ... it's not a very good present, but I really tried.

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

[He knows you notice them. He is just playing dumb with you. ]

What is more precious than the gift from one who put forth great effort? As i've stated, it is the thought, Monsieur Roxas.

[He lets your wrist go. He doesn't want you to freak out. ]

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[he's quick to draw his hands back.]

... what does that mean?

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

It means you are trying. And trying is just as good as doing in this case.

[He is just watching you with amused eyes. ]

[smallrocksis.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head.]

No, no. That word you keep saying.

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

That...word...

[He is pondering what that word could be... ]

What word, Monsieur Roxas?