Dec. 10th, 2013

homofon: (surprise)
[personal profile] homofon
Snow is weird.

He's never seen snow. He doesn't even remember the concept of snow. So the cold white stuff falling from the ceiling is something entirely new and weird and he doesn't like it.

Well, at first he thinks it's interesting and kind of pretty.

Thenhe discovers that it's actually frozen water. And having paper skin isn't the best thing to have when there's water falling from the sky. He's not in danger of falling apart yet, but there's patches of skin on his arms and face where snowflakes have fallen and melted, partially translucent skin with a slight greenish tinge. His feet are in a similar state, though he's wrapped them in strips of pillowcase so he can at least walk.

Or at least attempt to. It's harder than it looks.

He can be found nearly anywhere in the house that isn't TOO covered in snow, searching for somewhere warm and/or dry enough to hang out for a while, draped in the remnants of the pillowcase he attacked for makeshift shoes.
seerchlight: (if i get too tired to make it)
[personal profile] seerchlight
Ever since the cold started, Lights has been in varying states of miserable. It's definitely not a temperature that is friendly towards the nude, and in his case, covering himself is also blinding himself. Which is not something his already stoked paranoia can already handle.

He's sitting near the hearth, curled up into a tight little ball, shivering. The fire definitely helps, but even so his extremities keep getting cold.

He really needs to suck it up, but he's scared being unprotected.

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