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Rock "LOUD NOISES" Lee ([personal profile] niceguypose) wrote2012-12-25 05:43 pm

Fifth Gate: Rock Lee Vs. Santa Claus [Action/Accidental Video]

[Christmas Eve. The dawn of a new day. A day on which Rock Lee is determined to either overcome this legendary ninja known as Santa Claus that he has head of - or to become him.]

[Action: Morning - Afternoon]

[Rock Lee wakes up to a hearty breakfast. An extremely hearty one. There he is, just packing on a giant cornucopia of healthy-ish breakfast foods to chow down on. Afterwards, he primarily works out during the day time to prepare himself for that night's trials, and but he also takes care to follow his elf's last instructions. As he works out or follows these instructions, he may just find himself stuck under some mistletoe. And he has no idea what to do.

He also spends some time playing in the snow, after the elf's last instruction is a reminder to appreciate his youth. But it becomes bittersweet when he erects a snow reconstruction of this man's head. He spends some time lingering, staring at the smiling snow face in an oddly somber mood, before he moves on.]




[Action: Evening-Night]

[He makes the final preparations and sets off around 9 PM, garbed in a makeshift Santa costume. This includes a fake, fluffy white beard, the red suit and hat, and some weights wrapped around his stomach to make him look rotund. However, his bushy eyebrows still stick out like a sore thumb.

He will attempt to visit every occupied space in Luceti to drop off any sort of gift. Some are specific, while others will be Special Wayfinder shells that Sora helped him to craft. If there really is no way into a specific room or structure, he may eventually give up and leave the present at the door instead.

Throughout the night, he sees the signs of Santa's presence. Every place he visits, someone has beaten him to delivering the presents. And sometimes he can hear the man's sleigh somewhere in the air, but he can never quite spot him. Lee still cries out for him regardless.]




[Action: Middle of the Night]

[His task is over. Lee is not sure whether to count it as a victory or as a failure. But one thing's for sure; someone left eggnog instead of milk for Santa. So a drunk Lee winds up wandering the plaza from 3-5 AM, challenging anyone who may be around to a battle.]



[Accidental Video: Christmas Day]

[He stumbles into his room around 6 AM and collapses at the feet of his Christmas tree, being passed out until the afternoon. Lee wakes up to see a present tucked under his arm. There are a few holes poked in the box, but some stirring within... signs of life? He quickly takes apart the box, hoping whatever's in there is still alive.

And once it is opened, a familiar squirrel scampers up his arm and onto his shoulder. Lee finds himself smiling fondly.]


Ah... Could it be? After all this time... [He reaches over to pet the squirrel, smiling brightly.] It is good to see you again, old friend. I am glad you are well. Thank you, Santa-sama... so very much!
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-01 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
[He brings up a valid point. And when she needed to eat and sleep, and...oh, wait, what was that? He couldn't move either?]

You, too? How strange! We're both stuck here somehow!
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-01 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[She directs his attention upwards.]

Well, there IS that flower hanging in the doorway...I'm not sure what it's for, but maybe it cast some kind of magic spell on us!

[Magic flowers are very legitimate, okay.]
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-02 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Her eyebrows shoot up, but then she assumes a similar stance.]

Well! I suppose there's...only one way to find out?
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-04 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[If only she had brought her frying pan!]

En garde!

[She jabs at his ribs! Though she can't move her legs so her balance is more than a little thrown.]
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-05 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Her jab is parried away, and his jab at her shoulder completely ruins what was left of her balance. She's going down! ...Directly into Lee. Can he catch a falling princess in time?]
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-07 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[When she recovers enough to get her wits about her, she realizes just how close they are - and her blush is immediate.]

U-umm - sorry! I'm sorry!
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-07 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Was the spell lifted? She tried to unfreeze her limbs, to move away, but...]

I, um, still can't move...I don't think it worked.
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-07 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
[That...was an excellent question. One that she seems all too flustered to think on at the moment.]

Um...do you have any ideas? Do you think it has to do with Christmas?
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-07 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't know why, but that makes her heart race just a little faster.]

Something...nice?
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-07 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[So fair? Oh, what a nice thing to say! She likes this approach.]

And I'm sorry I was not an upstanding opponent! You've very strong and admirable, Rockly.
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-09 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[And now he's calling her beautiful? Oh, it's just so sweet. It's so sweet, and she...

Quite abruptly, she leans forward to give him a kiss on the cheek. It catches her by surprise, too - and she jumps back. Well, at least she could move again! But she can't help but feel like she's overstepped some kind of boundary. That was rather sudden, wasn't it?]


Um - I'm sorry!
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[personal profile] gleamed 2013-01-12 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I...[How did that work, exactly? Well, a kiss on the cheek was quite opposite of combat, so...maybe that was what did the trick? She wasn't sure. And she was rather flustered from the whole thing, so she didn't think of much else.]

Um--! I should go...make sure I turned the oven off! I can be a bit forgetful, I wouldn't want to, um...yes! I'll see you later...?