❄ snowfall

[kristaliske]

❄ it's quiet and the snow's beautiful tonight → a winter open meme ‧ post with whatever character you want ‧ responders roll for weather + scenario and get to threading ‧ ??? ‧ profit snowfall; stage i; none, streets are already blanketed in white. stage ii; very light and intermittent. stage iii; light - moderate. lasts longer periods. stage iv; continuous, heavy snowfall. stage v; the hardest of cores - blizzards, snowstorms, you name it. scenarios; ① fuck the police, this is the best time for a walk. hope you've got a nice thick coat on. ② stranded in the buttcrack of nowheresville? weren't you watching the time? now you've gone and missed that last bus out of there. or maybe you're lost, somehow. what do? ③ literally chilling, in this weather, is quite easy to do. sitting around relaxing in it is a wee more difficult, but sometimes much more enjoyable, especially if shelter can be found. the snow is beautiful to watch, after all. ④ the weather's not going to stop you. your snow fort's packed full of ammo and ready to go. those aren't snow angels over there; they mark where the poor souls you've downed have fallen. be careful with that snowman's head!! ⑤ you're about fifty miles from civilization but there's a roof over your head, so never mind the chilly draught, right? right. you mightn't be the only one lucky enough to stumble upon this little shelter, though. remember to share the blanket. ⑥ everyone stuck outside should be jelly. you've got a fireplace and hot cocoa and damn if it isn't awesome. a heater's not quite so romantic, but it'd do. there'd better be a backup generator in case the power trips. ⑦ mix and match, or make up your own ‧:❉:‧

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[breakofday]

I just want you to not push yourself too hard.

[perceiving]

[He really should've seen that coming, the poor trusting fool. One does not simply turn one's back to Trucy Wright in the middle of it snowing.]

AAAAAAAHHHH! TRUCY!

[He's wiggling around, trying to get the snow out of his shirt.]

[veiled_hero]

I won't. I can handle myself just fine, thank you very much.

[breakofday]

I know you can. [His tone is apologetic.] I mean no offense, Bilbo.

[veiled_hero]

I know. You're--...just...concerned. [He's still getting used to that, alright.]

[cardtrick]

[ yes, he should have. she's grinning from ear to ear watching him try to free the snow from his shirt, giggling helplessly at his predicament. ]

Daddy told me that when you're stressed, it's good to cool off. [ that is not what he meant and she knows it, but it's just. so. much. fun. ]

[breakofday]

I am. [He nods.] Keep the lads with you for a few days.

[veiled_hero]

Fine. [He'll make that compromise.]

[breakofday]

Thank you. [He gives his hand a gentle squeeze, and Bella barks.]

stage v! hardcore weather! Scenario 5! <3

[song_of_the_hero]

The storm really wasn't lifting was it? The window was hard to see out of, even after Link scraped at it with his Mogma mitts a few times.

With a slight concern painted in his expression and an incline of his head, Link turned back to see Zelda. She looked snug enough, all wrapped up in the blanket they'd found hiding away, stuffed in the depths of a closet (seems that snooping habit of Link's really paid off in this situation huh.)

He couldn't help but smile at her. There was something about the cold that brought out and complimented just how beautiful she was. A dash of pink to her cheeks, that glasses look in her eyes from watering more in this harsh element, not to mention her smile. Yea, her smile could light up even the darkest snow storm, melt away the coldest heart...

...-Link caught himself just looking at her and quickly turned his face away, rubbing the back of his head and shuffling a boot into the wooden floor.

Snapping out of it, our Hero came back to Zelda's side, sitting down. "Oh wait! Maybe this..." Digging into his pockets and pouches before he pulled out a set of flame red earings. "May I?" Softly brushing back her golden locks and attaching them in place to her ears.

"Might not work mind you... I don't... really know how they work." he bashfully admitted. After all, they stopped him catching fire at one point as well as kept him nice and warm, maybe they would keep her warm now too?

[veiled_hero]

Trying to get our attention again?

[He looks down at her, smiling.] Are you hungry?

[breakofday]

[She barks again, rising up on her back legs and pawing at Bilbo.]

[veiled_hero]

I suppose so. Shall we return home? [He reaches down, petting her.]

[breakofday]

It is a bit chilly. [Thorin smiles.] Sometimes I wonder whether it's her on the leash or us.

[veiled_hero]

Honestly, us. She's quite headstrong, this one.

[winged_moon]

[Without pause for thought Yue shies back from that reaching hand, wings flaring until they reach the stone walls of the corridor and a breath of chill air lifting his feet just slightly off the ground. He allows no one, no one so close a touch without his express permission, no matter the reason behind it.]

I am myself.

[His tone is sharp, colder than the storm winds outside, as though that alone can shield him from this inquisitive stranger. Could he transport himself away from this place he would do so in an instant, but there is no clear avenue for flight and he has no reason (or inclination) to fight.]

[breakofday]

Takes after you. [He chuckles and turns back towards home.]

[veiled_hero]

I wouldn't exactly say that. [He follows along, then, looking forward to sitting down with a mug of tea.]

[breakofday]

Hm? I would.

[veiled_hero]

I've never been all that headstrong and you know it.

[reincarnation]

"Mmm?"

Remaining awake had proven more of a challenge than the goddess reincarnation had initially anticipated. Wrapped in the blanket, her hands tugging it ever closer -- as each inhale wrapped her in the remnants of his scent, as it had been about her childhood friend's shoulders for at least a few minutes as he had searched, at her insistence -- she fought to keep her blue eyes open as she watched Link pace and ponder, unable to keep still until everything that could be done had been.

Lashes pinning against her cheeks, she smiled to herself. He hadn't changed much in all those years, had he? Not that she would have it any other way.

".. Aren't you cold?" Of course, he probably wouldn't acknowledge his own discomfort. Not without a bit of her prompting and prodding, at least. Though the soft spoken words weren't awarded a reply -- not that she had been expecting one, mumbling them against the blanket -- the shift in weight alerted her to his presence, her eyes fluttering open as she fought to sit up.

Only to hold her breath as his fingers brushed the golden strands behind her ears carefully, delicately -- the flush upon her cheeks darkening. Though he was surely freezing, there was still a warmth to his touch, a precursor to the sudden rush of relief that thawed her numb fingers and eased her shoulders. "But what about you?" But left her brow pulling with concern, one arm throwing upon the blanket robe she had fashioned about her frame in his absence.

"I can share," Zelda offered with a sing-song hum, tilting her head to the right. Her flushed cheeks puffed with air as she fought to pout at him, the corners of her lips upturned and a hint laughter dancing in her gaze. "If you catch a cold, and it's my fault .. I don't think I can ever forgive you, hero or not."

[breakofday]

You are on the inside, you just don't know it yet.

[veiled_hero]

You always presume that about me. [He sticks his free hand in his pocket.]

[breakofday]

I think there's a lot about yourself you don't know yet. [he squeezes Bilbo's hand again.]

[veiled_hero]

Perhaps. I never cared to focus too much on myself.