❆ 1st Present ❆ [public video post] [BACKDATED to September 2]

[saltysanta]

[Have a young man in a monocle and top hat, complete with a sprig of mistletoe decorating the band, (which seems to be nothing but a belt wrapped around it) squinting dubiously into the mirror.]

She said this is some kind of..... magical intelligent telegraph, right.....? You just talk to it?

[It's a little hard to use, even after Fumiko had showed him the basics, but he's working on it--and his uncertainty is quickly covered with an irritated, impatient look.]

Right, then. Anyone who can see this, listen up! I'm looking for a reindeer with a red nose or a tall guy with long silver hair! They--he answers to Rudolph. You can probably get the idiot's attention with candy or cakes, okay? He belongs with me, and he's going to be in big trouble if he's here but hasn't tried to find me yet. You hear me, Rudolph? You'd better have a good explanation, or I'm cutting you off from sweets for a whole week!

.....Now, how do I make it go.....?

[There's a long beat of silence between his message and his realization that he's not sure how to send it. Noël's scowl softens a little in confusion as he starts poking at the mirror with a gloved hand; a few seconds later, the message ends.]

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[gottastaycalm]

[ He doesn't need to prove anything to you! He's got the ring and position all by himself! He's plenty courages! Just you watch, you old goat! ]

Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you.

[ Unless it's a very scary monster, then you're on your own. ]

[saltysanta]

Heh. Shouldn't that be my line?

[Maybe he'll get to watch you prove yourself by running away from a scary monster? If he's lucky, it'll be so focused on chasing you that he can dispatch it in one clean hit.]

[gottastaycalm]

Yare, yare. You should have more faith in people who fight face-to-face Mr. Claus.

[ Unlike those who fight from afar with their old man cane. ]

[saltysanta]

I'll have faith if it's warranted, after I see you in action.

I'm not Mr. Klaus, though. Lord Klaus was our original predecessor--back when there was only one Santa for the entire world.

[gottastaycalm]

[ Just wait, you'll be amazed at the great Lambo-san in action and praise him for his bravery in battle! u_u ]

What do I call you? Santa? La Befana?

[saltysanta]

[He'll praise you if it's earned, brat. Unless he tsuns at you instead. That's also a distinct possibility.]

I'm just Noël Christenbell, you can call me whatever you want.

[Because that's totally his real name. Totally just so happened to be Christmas-themed and everything.]

[gottastaycalm]

[ He's an adult! And you better be ready to sing him praise! >_< ]

......

[ A look. ]

Yare, yare.

You didn't even try to make it sound less fake.

[ Shaking his head at you. How unimaginative. ]

[saltysanta]

If the name fits.....

[Have a shrug. A new beginning to a new life..... it deserved a new name, didn't it? He'd needed to cast aside the old, weak, foolish him; he wasn't, couldn't be that person anymore.]

[gottastaycalm]

Does it?

[ Fit, that is. ]

[saltysanta]

Of course it does! What could be more fitting?

[gottastaycalm]

[ A knowing smile. ]

My, my. You sound a little defensive there, Noel-san.

[saltysanta]

[Get to know him for longer, Lambo, and you'll realize prickly and defensive are just kind of his default state of being.]

I'd like to see someone come up with a better one.

[gottastaycalm]

Maybe a cute girl will like it and talk to you.

[saltysanta]

Maybe.

[Somehow, he doesn't seem much interested in the idea at all. Mrs. Claus may be part of the mythos in Lambo's era, but Noël really isn't especially interested in romantic pursuits. He's far too busy being a grumpy old goat to enjoy the finer things in life, like good food, cute girls, big boobs, and having fun.]

[gottastaycalm]

Don't worry. [ A wink. ] I'll find someone nice for you to meet.

[ And so, Lambo finds himself a new mission. ]

Have a good night.

[ And with that he hangs up. ]