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[70ftandcounting]

Everyone?

Please be careful of this Santa person! He's a horrible, mean man that comes and kidnaps young children in the night and forces them to work in his shop like slaves! You have to refuse anything he gives you! Please!

I just -- I want everyone to be safe, it's been so awful around here...

[A tiny, tiny voice.]

F-Flynn? If you -- if you could maybe come see me...that'd be nice.

[Please don't be gone...]

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[likesfootnotes]

And you're an expert on the old guy.

[Deadpan disbelief, he has it.]

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[the-brokenhorn.livejournal.com]

I'm...I'm just repeating what someone else told me, but where I come from he's not a bad person or anything like that.

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[likesfootnotes]

You believe everything that you hear?

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[lightwithin]

But, Sora didn't say he was evil.

He just makes presents.

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[the-brokenhorn.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.]

It's not like that. Santa...Santa brings presents and joy to children. I've seen it.

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[70ftandcounting]

I-I--

[Now she's confused.]

...

I don't know.

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[70ftandcounting]

He just wants you to think he's not evil! I bet it's all an act!

[70ftandcounting]

Yes! That sounds like a good idea.

[She's done the horse thing before! Briefly, but at least she can say she's done it.]

[trollscream.livejournal.com]

...

[Stop being considerate for his well being, little girl he was trying to terrorize.]

... Perhaps. As long as I remember not to get too close to the bed. I've heard rumors that he can hide under there and grab you when you walk by. Especially at night or when it's dark.

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*He's been around horses before but never tried riding them. Nor has he interacted with the ones here, but Jacob figures that finding extra horse shoes shouldn't be that bad.
He holds the door open for her.*

After you.

[70ftandcounting]

[HORRIFIED GASP.]

Oh no! That's terrible! You have to try and get someone to stay with you, okay?

[PLEASE STAY SAFE;.;]

[70ftandcounting]

[She practically skips in, looking around as she makes sure her long braid doesn't get stuck on anything.]

Do you know where to start looking?

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

Not really...by the horses, maybe?

*That would make sense. Or maybe up in the loft, there was a lot of stuff up there. But Jacob heads over to the horses first to look around their stalls.*

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[mister10below]

Trust me, Punzel, if I see Santa anywhere around here, I'm going to stay as far away from him as I can.

[Because he seriously doubts Santa Claus here would be anything good.]

But he's not like that in my world. Who told you about him?

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[needsnobottle]

Well, I doubt you have to worry about it. Unless Lord D-bag kidnapped Santa you won't run into him here.

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[likesfootnotes]

Humans. You're always so quick to love-at-first-sight. Unless you've seen him do it twice?

[lightwithin]

[This is silly.]

But, if you believe, he brings you presents.

[70ftandcounting]

B-but...what if he does?

[There's already so many different people here...]

[70ftandcounting]

Oh, good!

[Blink.]

Um, Bartimaeus?

[70ftandcounting]

[She scrambles after him, peering from behind his shoulder, still staring in awe at those wings. They were so pretty.]

Do you see anything?

[70ftandcounting]

Are you sure?

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*If Jacob notices her staring he doesn't react to it.*

Mm...no, and I don't want to try to take theirs...ah, maybe in there?

*He points over to the tack room, then heads over to it.*

I figure if we weren't allowed to use this stuff they would have told us by now and, well, its for a good cause.

*The tack room does, indeed, have horse shoes (and other equiment), so Jacob claims one and holds it out to 'Punzel, smiling.*

[lightwithin]

Well, that's how I remember it when I was little.

[needsnobottle]

[audio]

Cross that bridge when you get there, I guess.

[mister10below]

[And Bobby pauses for a moment here, considering how he's going to say this.]

Well, Santa might not be like that on all worlds. I mean, he's not on mine.