Post by Falcan Nightrode on Nov 13, 2009 2:11:28 GMT -5
It was cold out as always, only today seemed to be even colder then usual, bad news meaning it would be deadly tonight if unprepared, and good news, any Mythic Dawn dumb enough to get out In this weather would die a slow horrible death….err well that was a good thing right?
Balsa was outside roughing it…naturally. That woman seemed to be able to handle anything. While inside Luke was sitting as close to the fire as humanly possible, without sitting in the fire, but also had to scoot back as he raped himself in a fur they gave him. He groaned and sneezed. “Nine, its cold.” he hissed….never used to this weather, as you could tell just by looking at him.
Falcan was sitting at a table nearby eating, he was a fairly large man, so ate a lot, also it helped keep warm, though he seemed a little embarrassed when the cook asked if he was a Nord, the other one asked if he was paining on hibernating sometime soon.
Rikugou silent as ever and did seem to be effected by anything at all, sat in the corner staring out into space. But was suddenly bopped in the back of the head as Balsa entered. “SHUT THE FREAKING DOOR!” Luke barked, she did so quickly. “sorry Hun.” she laughed. Luke grumbled and seemed to sink back into the wad of coats and blankets around him.
Falcan have a small nod to Balsa then looked toward the fire, before glancing out the window. “if were going to need anything, we better go get it before it gets late…” he stated. “we may not be able to get out tomorrow even.” he shrugged then paused. “I guess….start writing down a list and I’ll go get it,” he stated. “well thanks but your on your own there b-b-b-bud-d-dy.” Luke shook. Balsa smirked and nodded to Falcan. “good idea, I’ll go ask the cooks.” she stated walking into the other room.
Falcan yawned covering his mouth then pulled a piece of paper toward him and looked for a pen.
[sorry crapafied but trying t get back into rping here X3]
Balsa was outside roughing it…naturally. That woman seemed to be able to handle anything. While inside Luke was sitting as close to the fire as humanly possible, without sitting in the fire, but also had to scoot back as he raped himself in a fur they gave him. He groaned and sneezed. “Nine, its cold.” he hissed….never used to this weather, as you could tell just by looking at him.
Falcan was sitting at a table nearby eating, he was a fairly large man, so ate a lot, also it helped keep warm, though he seemed a little embarrassed when the cook asked if he was a Nord, the other one asked if he was paining on hibernating sometime soon.
Rikugou silent as ever and did seem to be effected by anything at all, sat in the corner staring out into space. But was suddenly bopped in the back of the head as Balsa entered. “SHUT THE FREAKING DOOR!” Luke barked, she did so quickly. “sorry Hun.” she laughed. Luke grumbled and seemed to sink back into the wad of coats and blankets around him.
Falcan have a small nod to Balsa then looked toward the fire, before glancing out the window. “if were going to need anything, we better go get it before it gets late…” he stated. “we may not be able to get out tomorrow even.” he shrugged then paused. “I guess….start writing down a list and I’ll go get it,” he stated. “well thanks but your on your own there b-b-b-bud-d-dy.” Luke shook. Balsa smirked and nodded to Falcan. “good idea, I’ll go ask the cooks.” she stated walking into the other room.
Falcan yawned covering his mouth then pulled a piece of paper toward him and looked for a pen.
[sorry crapafied but trying t get back into rping here X3]