MINGLING POST

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[I hope that everyone in Accord has wish-machine'd up some sweaters, because it's getting cold outside! especially around the Tower, what with all those delightful ocean winds around to make things extra-chilly. it's not so bad indoors, though. the Stewards have been doing a good job of keeping the place nice and warm for you.

so what has the crazy tower bunch been up to? jumping in leaf piles? huddling inside for warmth? trying to break the world record for most cookies baked in a week? plotting to murder everyone with horrible death magic? there's plenty to be doing and plenty of people to bother, so go talk to your neighbors! make a friend, or talk to someone you haven't seen in a while! or just, you know, stumble awkwardly into their business. that works too.]


[[ooc: aw yeah, mingling post! make your own comment, tag other people's comments, go crazy!]]

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[tigerhound]

[Because Sandrine is not comfortable with the whole wishing thing, she'd tried to barter some of her goods for heavier clothes. This wasn't as successful as she'd hoped, and so she's spent most of the colder weather holed up in her room. She hasn't made use of her Basenji form much, either, because it lacked a heavy coat and bodyfat needed to keep warm.]

I hate this goddamn weather.

[heresyandlace]

[you know what's funny? That thing that he said he'd get her if she turned out to be a good conversation partner over dinner, and 'forgot' to actually give her? It would have been perfect for this cold weather. Funny how that works.

So, as he hears this over the journal, he conveniently 'remembers']

Oh. Right. ...You're still here, hmm?

[tigerhound]

Still here, unfortunately. Trying to keep my head down, is all.

[She's got that tight, strained voice of someone who's not as warm as they'd like to be, and as much as Tek wasn't her favorite person around, she had to admit - if only to herself - that it was nice to talk to someone after self-induced isolation]

[heresyandlace]

[ha, he's trying not to find amusement in the fact that she's cold. Well, it's more of finding amusement at himself for being kind of a jerk.

But, hey, he's about to fix it, so...]

I have something for you. Are you in your room?

[tigerhound]

[She hesitates a moment, because other people in her room was a rule she wasn't sure she was ready to violate.]

Why don't we meet somewhere? Lobby or, whatever?

[heresyandlace]

[he huffs a little bit of a sigh, but relents]

That works just as well, I suppose. I'll be down in a minute, if you're around.

[tigerhound]

See you there.

[Hah! Score for her! Except, she's going to have to leave the little nest she's made herself, and that means venturing out into the hallways, which are a mite bit cooler than her room. She'll be showing up, wearing a worn sweater that only Cosby would love, jeans, and workboots that have already seen their fair share of work.]

[heresyandlace]

[he shows up dressed as nicely as ever, and whatever it is that is folded over his arm seems just as nice, even though all that can be seen for sure at the moment are clean folds of red cloth.

And he seems pretty proud of himself as he strolls into the lobby, head held high and already smirking]

[tigerhound]

[Sandrine tries not to watch him too ruefully, arms crossed and shoulders hunched against the cold, but her curiosity piques at the red cloth and cuases her to lose just a fraction of that edge.]

Glad you could find me.

[but_heflied]

Oh, you can say that again.

[Hey, it's that really tall guy in a purple suit from before who also happens to have a butterfly tattoo being concealed by his sleeves THIS WILL BE FUN. He seems to have overheard her.]

Really, people who say that they love it should be left out there to fend for themselves, in my opinion.

[tigerhound]

Oh, absolutely. I can get behind that logic.

How do you manage?

[but_heflied]

[A slight snort.]

Manage? I stay inside as much as I can. To me, the outside world doesn't exist for that time when snow dares to fall on the ground and make it all chilly, really.

[tigerhound]

See, I don't like to stay in one place for too long. Being in this city for as long as I have has been torture so far; having to hole it up in my room right now is, well. Worse torture.

[but_heflied]

Well...it's that or go face the winter wonderland out there. I'd choose the heated place with food and stuff to survive every time, thank you very much.

[tigerhound]

Yes, I think I can see your point!

[but_heflied]

Exactly!

[He grins, glad to have somebody around who agrees.]

Even though I hate this place, truly, it does have that going for it.

[tigerhound]

But, it still does feel small and cramped, after a while.

[ladiesss]

[Krista is much more comfortable with wishing for things. comes with being a fairy. but... even with her fingerless gloves and her jacket and her scarf, she's still freezing. and it's horrible.]

I am already hyped for summer to show up again.

[...] And have a token 'hurrah, you're still here'.

[tigerhound]

Congratulations, you're a voice I don't mind hearing.

[Krista being one of the more tolerable people in this place.]

It would be wonderful if we could just hibernate through all of this.

[ladiesss]

Really? Wow.

[...now she ALMOST feels bad for snooping through her stuff that time. that time we won't talk about.]

Oh, yeah. Like, just turn into big grizzlies and not wake up until springtime.

[tigerhound]

Yes, that's what I'm talking about! Just ... fall asleep as the first snow falls and wake up when the last is melting.

[ladiesss]

And then eat a lot to make up for it. [...] Man, that'd be the life.

[tigerhound]

That it would.

So what is there to do here? I'm starting to get cabin fever.

[ladiesss]

Oh... I'm not the best person to ask. Nine out of ten people will tell you I don't know how to actually have fun.

[tigerhound]

Is that so? What is your idea of fun?