and since we've no place to go

[memeorabilia]

❄ it's quiet
and the snow's beautiful tonight

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.

Comments

[headspacedad]

[Its three in the morning. And the library is on the other side of campus from the dorms. They're in a good city and the campus has always been safe

but like hell is he going to let her walk back to the dorms through an empty campus at three in the morning.

All he does though is smile and shake his head, voice mild.]

It's no problem. Its a nice night for a walk.

[bunnyhopped]

[ She just stares at him for a little bit before she sighs, resigned. ]

I have a feeling you're gonna insist... but okay. I live on the quad where the second-year dorms are.

[ Nodding her head in the direction of said quad, she turns on her heel and begins to walk. Thankfully, most of the main paths around campus were properly prepared for the weather and aren't covered in snow, but other than that? Snow everywhere.

And now Hana's attractive TA is walking her home. Okay. ]

[headspacedad]

[He doesn't answer her, just continues to watch her with that mild look but yes. Apparently in the eight hours they've been together she's figured out enough about him to realize that he would have insisted.

Nicely she doesn't make him and so he falls into step next to her, long legs easily covering the distance before shortening his stride to match her. His hands slide in his jacket pockets and while he's well aware of her presence at his side, his eyes are up and taking in the scenery, looking for all the world as if he's got the rest of the night and nothing to do during it. His voice is low to match the quiet of the night and the moonlight.]

I know I'm going to hate it by the end of winter but snowy nights always feel just a little magic to me.

[bunnyhopped]

[ She shoots a skeptical look up at him as they walk, but the curl of her lips says she's more amused than anything. ]

Magic? That's pretty cheesy.

It is supper pretty out here tonight, though, that's for sure.

[headspacedad]

[There's a soft chuckle next to her and his voice comes out soft and low across the snow and moonlight:]

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

[A long pause, an inhale and then:]

See? Magic.

[bunnyhopped]

[ She's confused at first, not entirely sure what he's saying until it occurs to her--

He's reciting a poem.

What a complete and utter nerd.

So while he lets the poetry flow, she listens, thoughtful, but halfway through she squats down and starst fumbling with the snow pile up on the side of the pathway they're walking along. And by the time he's finished, it's packed into a snowball that Hana is now juggling between two gloved hands as she stands back up to speak to him. ]

You remembered all that off the top of your head? Jeez. No wonder you're so on top of everything.

[headspacedad]

[He's been watching her from the sides of his eyes without turning his head and he comes to a stop once she's back next to him. He doesn't answer her right away, head tilted a little to the side, dark eyes watching first her face and then very pointedly down to the snowball in her hands. Casual he reaches up to the tree branch hanging over them and curls the tips of his fingers over it.

His eyebrows go up at her and something quirks at the very edges of his lips. It could, potentially, be a challenge. All he says though is:]

I try.

[bunnyhopped]

Yeah, I bet.

[ That tree branch is filled with snow balanced precariously on top of it. She is onto you, Takashi Shirogane.

She glances back down to Shiro, still tossing the snowball from one hand to another and back, and smirks. And... decidedly does not chuck the snowball at him. She'll still keep it in her hands for, you know, fun. Even as she starts walking along the path again. ]

By the way, I think I owe you dinner once finals are over for helping me out today.

[headspacedad]

[If Hana's proven anything tonight its that she's sharp on the uptake and Shiro's glad she got his point about the snow in the tree branch. His fingers are very gentle when he lets them uncurl to keep from shaking any of it down as he lets go and falls into step next to her again.

Fully aware she's still got the snowball. His smile is bemused though.]

I never turn down a food offer. [He doesn't charge for his tutoring and if someone wants to find a way to 'pay' him for it, he won't protest. Not over food at least. He's pretty far from home and his cooking skills usually require a fire alarm. He's not going to hold her to the offer either though. Finals ending is open season on party time before everyone either goes home or knuckles down for the next semester. He imagines someone as popular as Hana will have more than enough invites to be more interesting than dinner with a TA.]

[bunnyhopped]

Good!

[ Has anyone ever turned down a dinner offer from Hana Song? Probably not.

She brings her hands to her back, snowball still securely held in one of them, but she leans forward and looks up at him as they walk, with a curious glint in her eyes. ]

What would you wanna go for? Pizza? Sushi? Tacos? Or real ramen?

[headspacedad]

[He's tired, he realizes, but - this is nice. Walking through the quiet night, snow blankets everywhere and - not alone. It's nice to go for a midnight walk and not be alone for a change.

He hasn't lost track of her snowball though.

There's a brief moment when he frowns though, at her question, and then the smile comes back, a little crooked and, maybe, a little shy.]

Ramen sounds really good. I haven't had anything that tasted right since I left home.

[bunnyhopped]

[ Cute smile.

It brings a smile of her own to bear, and she pulls one arm away from her back to flash him a peace sign. ]

You got it! I know a really good place we can go to. Usually you can't get in without waiting at least an hour but I can get us in right away!

[ Being famous has its perks. ]

[headspacedad]

[Well, that's distracted him. His eyebrows go up in surprise. When she offered a meal, he was honestly thinking of something that was grab and go. Not a sit down kind of thing and certainly not the kind of place with any kind of wait, much less an hour.

For just a moment, he lets himself think of how nice it would be to have a real sit down meal that wasn't eaten while on the move and authentic tasting ramen no less.

Before he pulls himself back to reality and reminds himself that she isn't making a promise so much as having an nice thought. Which he appreciates too... it just - real ramen...]

You'll have to tell me when and where after you finish your finals. [Just because you realize something is a thought doesn't mean you acknowledge it. His hands slip into his coat pockets.] You've already got my cell phone number.

[bunnyhopped]

[ She would never, ever promise someone real ramen and then make them have to take it to go. Because it's something you need to be sitting down for and really enjoying and taking your time at, especially now that it's winter and the ramen would be a warm refuge from the bite of cold weather. To her, this is a promise.

The hand of hers that she'd had up for the peace sign goes up to her forehead for a quick salute. ]

Roger! I just have to get through finals first. [ A beat, then: ] And make sure I don't have to fly off somewhere right after that. We'll make it work!

[headspacedad]

[The salute is cute and earns a chuckle but he also shrugs his shoulders to show there are no expectations on her.]

We can always rain check it if we need to.

[bunnyhopped]

Don't you mean...

[ Her hand returns to her back, where the snowball is, and when she looks up at him it's with an utterly shit-eating grin-- ]

A snow check?

[ Get it? Because it's snowing? ]

[headspacedad]

[His eyebrows go up -

and then he coughs. Turns his head away and covers his mouth with a fist as he keeps coughing. Except after that first one the pattern holds and - its not coughing. It's a rough laughter, half there, half not, exhales of broken sound. And, still walking, he manages a:]

That's terrible.

[bunnyhopped]

[ Her grin only gets wider and wider as she watches him sputter off into a cough. And when it turns into real laughter, she just looks triumphant. She brings her hands to her hips, with one still holding the snowball, and tilts her head as she points out, ]

You still laughed, though!

[headspacedad]

[He has to stop walking when she does and he turns his head to look at her, eyes wrinkled at their edges from laughter, still smiling and he looks - young. He looks a lot younger than usual when he's smiling like that. Both hands come up, a surrendering motion.]

I laughed. What can I say? I like bad jokes. They're my kryptonite.

[bunnyhopped]

[ she has to catch herself a little and blink at the expression on his face because, whoa, has she ever seen him make that face before? Maybe if she were more awake in lecture? Either way, it's-- sweet. It's hard to forget sometimes, that Shiro is only a few years older the way he's so poised and cool and composed in class and outside, except for right now.

She's kind of starting to see why the girls she's acquainted herself with in the class are infatuated with him.

Smugly, she just straight up fingerguns at him. ]

A-ha! I've figured out your weakness! [ no you didn't Hana he literally just told you what it was ] Bad dad jokes!

Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. Your rep as the number one coolest guy around can stay intact.

[headspacedad]

[The fingergun is cute and he just chuckles and shakes his head, starting walking again, waiting for her to catch up.]

That's a relief. I'd hate to have my love of dad jokes used against me. [Another chuckle and he looks up at the stars overhead.] I don't think I have to worry about any reputation though. I haven't done anything to earn one. But thanks all the same.

[bunnyhopped]

[ Is he blissfully ignorant, or willfully ignorant of the fact that he's like, basically the talk of the town? Well, when people aren't talking about her?

D.Va just gives a shrug of her shoulders before she tosses the snowball up a little bit in one hand, and then catches it as she starts walking, too. It only crumbles a little bit. ]

If you say so! I'm just saying, I hear people gushing about you whenever class lets out.

[headspacedad]

[He's a little of both. To Shiro, looks aren't enough of a reason to have a reputation and while he's worked his ass off academically and that part is something he's proud of, he's not aware that other people would think it was much of an amazing accomplishment. Most of his pursuits are nerd pursuits. He doesn't expect a lot of attention for that kind of thing. So her saying otherwise has his eyes sliding sideways to look at her as they walk but he thinks she's over-exaggerating for his ego's sake. Which is nice of her but not really necessary. All he did was help her prepare for her finals and he doubts he'll see her again once she's finished the course he's helping with. So he exhales an amused sound and shrugs his shoulders.]

Just as long as they're not gushing that I make things too hard to understand. What about you? [He's intentionally changing the subject.] What are your plans after finals?

[bunnyhopped]

[ She looks thoughtful at his prompt. There's usually a bit of a gap between things that she'd like to do, like hide underneath a blanket with her video games and streaming channel for all of winter, and what her activities have her doing. She taps a gloved finger (on the hand without that snowball in it) against her lips. ]

I think I have a tourney coming up soon. [ think?? she should probably check. ] But I don't have any filming coming up, so... I don't know!

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[headspacedad]

You should take some time for yourself.

[Everyone falls asleep in class from time to time but the regularity that she does it with tells him she's really got too much going on at the same time and its costing her. He's not about to tell someone that they should slow down, that would be hypocritical of him in the loudest way possible, but he will suggest she take a few moments to breathe and just be herself instead of her work. Whether she takes his advice or not... he's not her dad. Or her manager. He knows his suggestion doesn't carry much weight but he makes it anyway. Someone should be looking out for her. They're almost to her dorm and he thinks... its been a nice evening. Much more relaxing and peaceful than he'd thought it would be. Certainly worth an all-nighter.]

Everyone needs time to recharge.