[RL with Jack Frost]

Aug 31, 2008 17:37

Elphaba was done preparing the food, and the table was ready too. She was cleaning the kitchen of jack's place, and thinking about how unusual that was.

She likes him, and looked like Jack likes her in return. First, that It cames as a complete surprise to her, because she was so far removed from what people thinks of as attractive, as admirable in ( Read more... )

north polo, elphaba, rl, jack

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wannabesanta August 31 2008, 19:05:32 UTC
The elf had just finished making his rounds around the Pole, you know the usual picking on the smaller elves type deal, however he was in a rather grumpy, bitter sour mood thanks to Calvin. Not the current Calvin he had at this North Pole but the one who was becoming Santa back then. He dug into his back pocket to check his pocket watch and did a double take looking at the date. Elphaba was suppose to be here wasn't she or if she wasn't already by now. Taking a deep breath and and exhaling out slowly though his nose, he have to try to push Calvin's unhappiness off his shoulders. After all he was going to see her for two whole weeks ( ... )

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green_witch_w August 31 2008, 20:21:18 UTC
A surprised expression flittering across her face when she saw Jack, then her usual mask melted down, and she smirked.

“You really have a lovely voice, Jakie.” Elphaba kissed him on the check and then stopped, looking confused. “All this is so… homely. I usually don’t do homely.” She commented, trying to make it not sound like an accusation and not certain if she succeeded.

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wannabesanta August 31 2008, 20:40:07 UTC
He chuckled, 'As do you.' He let her peck on his cold cheek before continuing.
He cocked his head, his eyes half masked, 'Is it because you don't have a place you really call home.' He stood facing one hand weaving his fingers though her midnight hair.

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green_witch_w August 31 2008, 22:39:50 UTC
She didn't look at his eyes anymore, but she enoyed the sensation of jack's cold fingers in her hair.

"Maybe..."She sighed deeply and gestured to the table ."I hope you're hungry, I cooked to much you're going to have food for a year."

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