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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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[icnfly.livejournal.com]

You want to meet by the exit? Um, the one on the green's side?

[70ftandcounting]

Okay! I'll be there in just a moment!

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

Oh! I'm Jacob, by the way.

*And he shall be hanging out inside, near the exit, and preening a wing.*

[70ftandcounting]

Oh! I'm so sorry - I'm Rapunzel! It's nice to meet you.

[Heading that way! And...what on earth...]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Yeah, maybe he should have said something about the whole wings and tail and not really human thing.
Jacob looks up and folds his wings in as she nears.*

Rapunzel?

[70ftandcounting]

Y-yes. That's me.

[She comes up to him, eyes wide as she...stares. She's trying not to, but...well.

Come on. This is new.]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*He smiles and turns towards her, offering her a single feather. Its about as long as his hand.*

I told you I could get you feathers.

*He doesn't seem to mind the staring, at least not right now.*

I guess I should have mentioned why, though. Sorry.

[70ftandcounting]

Wow!

[She takes it, holding it out in front of her and giving it a wave.]

It's so pretty!

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

*He does try to keep his feathers nice and shiney.*

Shall we try the stables for a spare horse shoe?

[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.]

[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]

[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.*

[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?

[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.*

[70ftandcounting]

That's a good point! I'm sure that they would have told us if we weren't allowed...they're...they're pretty clear about what we should and shouldn't do...

[Her voice trails off a little, but she smiles anyway and reaches to take the shoe.]

Thank you.

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Where have you been, Rapunzel, no they aren't! But Jacob doesn't know that either.*

No problem. That should help you out.

[70ftandcounting]

[She thinks it's clear sob]

I really appreciate it.

[She clutches it to her chest, and smiles.]

This should really help, I think. Do you need one too?

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob shakes his head, but smiles.*

I should be fine. I have more than enough feathers to go around, after all.

*He flexes his wings a bit.*

[70ftandcounting]

[She bites her lower lip and hesitates.]

How do...

[Hm. How does one ask about wings...]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob cants his head. Its a very bird-like motion, really.*

Hm?

[70ftandcounting]

Your...your wings. They're...they're so pretty...how did you get them?

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

Well, I was born with them. I'm a hybrid, its...a magick-y thing in my world. My whole family has wings.

[70ftandcounting]

[Her eyes widen.]

Wow, really? I wish I had wings...to be able to fly...that would be so amazing.

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob loves flying, but he tries his best not to feel sorry for people who can't. Its not their fault (and things like hang gliding existed, anyway, that was sort of close). So he just nods to her.*

Well, I'm part bird, so it'd be pretty weird if I couldn't fly.

*He should change the subject...but he can't think of anything aside from her gigantic hair and that sounds rude.*