Revision as of 22:55, 29 December 2016

Kyouko Sakura has posed:
     Christmas day. Kyouko has camped out in the ECFH living room with a literal pile of presents on the living room coffee table. This is the first year she's had the means to buy presents for... well, anybody. So she sort of went overboard.

     Her goal is to sit here until she gets everbody. So far, Kunzite and Naru have been presented. Now, Kyouko is lounging on the couch. She's got on jeans and a t-shirt and... a Santa hat. But it's been quiet for a while, and she's dozing, arms crossed and feet up on the table next to the remaining presents.

Mamoru Chiba has posed:
The fear of god is in Mamoru as he creeps out of the hallway in his pajamas, behind the couch where he sees a santa hat. All he wants is coffee. That's it. Just coffee, and then maybe later Kunzite will make breakfast and breakfast is always most rockin' if Kunzite makes it, and oh god that's Kyouko and there are presents on the table and he heard the ruckus earlier and he's saving all his fuss-cope for the New Year's party, and--

--with his eyes on Kyouko, Mamoru trips over a half-abandoned Jadeite project, and his arms pinwheel and his eyes are wide as he topples in slow motion--

--and there is a resounding CRASH as the Prince of the Earth in fuzzy yellow pajamas takes out a wooden TV tray with extreme prejudice.

"...owwww..."

Kyouko Sakura has posed:
     Kyouko was napping peacefully. She might have stayed safely asleep. But the spirit of Christmas will not be denied, and it punishes Mamoru for trying to avoid it. Crash. Kyouko leaps to her feet like a startled cat, eyes wide, tense and darting. Seeking out the danger. Of course, in this case the danger is mostly to the tray table.

     Her eyes settle on Mamoru. "Holy shit dude, are you okay?" At least that comes out of her mouth first. But on its heels, she has grabbed a small package wrapped in yellow and black off of the table and is carrying it over to where Mamoru still sprawls.

     She offers her (free) hand, and grins a little. "Merry Christmas, jerk. Cmon, on yer feet."

Mamoru Chiba has posed:
Mamoru's rubbing his forearm, where he's acquired a defense wound from his epic battle with the tray table, and he's grimacing-- but of course, by the time Kyouko's over there offering him a hand up and he's answering her first question, he's obviously fine. "I'm fine," he mutters in embarrassment as he takes the proffered hand and eyes the bumblebee package in Kyouko's other hand warily. "Um, happy Christmas. I'm going to make coffee if no one else did yet, do you--"

A beat.

He's really only partly awake yet, so as he takes a step toward the kitchen, he steps barefoot on a piece of tray table and flinches. "Look let me pick this shit up first. Jadeite's whatever inclusive-- Kyou-chan I didn't get you anything, I got you a thing for New Year's..." he says helplessly, spreading his hands and then crouching to start putting smaller pieces on the underside of the (intact) tray part of the table. "I mean if you want me to give it to you early I can but that's when everyone else is getting theirs..."

Kyouko Sakura has posed:
     "Kunzite made coffee earlier." Kyouko says, with a little grin. "There should be some left."

     She's stooping to help gather up pieces too, as he does, or at least push them out of the way. But as he starts protesting, explaining his lack of present for her, Kyouko holds up a hand to forestall any further. "Listen, Mamoru," She says, in a quiet, but firm voice. "I needed to do this. You gave me the biggest gift of my life this year. You don't owe me nothin' else." A little smile, and she pushes the gift into his hands, before turning, feet shuffling against tray debris, and walks back to the couch.

     "But I needed to do this for me. So just be quiet and open it." She sits back down, hands in lap. "But you can get coffee first if you want."

Mamoru Chiba has posed:
"...okay. Okay that I get," says Mamoru with something like a laugh and something like a sigh of relief. The tray table full of broken and project pieces gets pushed under the couch and he stands up, meeting the gift-push halfway. "And coffee can be-- coffee first or you won't get a properly lengthy reaction," he decides, then carries the present into the kitchen and doesn't put it down -- he carries it carefully in his teeth while he pours coffee then comes back out, present in one hand and coffee in the other.

Silently, he sips the coffee super carefully then puts it down, and sits next to Kyouko, and then trollishly slowly begins tearing the paper while watching her out of the corner of his eye.

Kyouko Sakura has posed:
     Kyouko nods at Mamoru's words. She was confident he would get it. Red eyes track him as he walks into the kitchen, but she very deliberately does not say anything. When he comes back out and sits next to her, she leans just a little. She's practically vibrating with impatience, felt more than anything else, and she fidgets incessantly as the Prime Troll takes his time unwrapping the gift.

     It's a book. A kid's guide to gemstones, the sort with big color photos and glossy pages. On the pages corresponding to the guys, Kyouko has taken a sharpie and added... embellishments. The pictures of cut gems have had little faces and stick-figure arms and legs added. Kunzite is all like :