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[70ftandcounting]

Is...is it over?

[A soft, quiet noise. Not a whimper, not a cry - but maybe the tiniest of sniffles]

Is he gone?

[Bartimaeus was RIGHT.]

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[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob is sitting on his bed, still looking through the journal when she arrives. He looks up, smiles and waves.*

Rapunzel. Hi.

[70ftandcounting]

[She beams at him, clutching her parcel close to her.]

Hi, Jacob! [She's so glad to see him alive. Talking is one thing, but seeing is a whole different story.]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob puts the book down and stands up.*

Merry late Christmas.

[70ftandcounting]

Merry late Christmas!

[She beamed, and pushed a little package at him.]

Here.

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*He takes the package with a smile.*

You didn't have to, but thanks.

[70ftandcounting]

Oh, it's okay!

[She beams at him.]

Open it!

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*He nods and opens the package. What could it be~?*

[70ftandcounting]

[It's a quilt that Rapunzel made - maybe not his color scheme but she tends to focus on bright, happy colors.

She DID try to tone it down though.]

I...I hope you don't hate it...

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob doesn't really have a colour scheme, so its fine to him! He beams.*

Oh, wow, did you make this? Its beautiful. And great for the winter!

[70ftandcounting]

I did! I'm so glad you like it!

[Seriously, she is. The last thing she wants to do is give someone something they don't like.]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

I do! Thank you so much.

*He carefully folds it and places it on his bed. Hm...normally here he'd offer her a hug in thanks, but Jacob barely knows Rap. He's not sure what to do, so he just smiles at her some more.*