[The last thing Ashe wants to do is head back out into that storm, but that sure looks like a wood shed out there. 'Course it's hard to tell what's in there, given that the doors are shut and the snow's too thick to see into the windows.]
[She groans, eyes rolling back into her skull. Well it was a nice reprieve while it lasted. Shedding the blanket and tossing it into the corner...with a silent vow to kick the living daylights out of McCree if he tries to snake it while she's out there...she throws open the door and slams it behind her, one hand clamped down on her hat as she fights through the wind. Elizabeth Ashe is not going to let some measly little blizzard get the best of her.]
[After about ten minutes, the door swings open with a loud roar before the noise cuts off, and Ashe makes a fluttery sound of disgust through chattering teeth. Again, snow off the hat. Again, donning the blanket cape. She stomps into the living area to see McCree sitting there, smoking. Her brow darkens.]
Give up, or did you just get distracted?
[She doesn't have any wood, but she's sure got something in her arms under that blanket. Several somethings, actually.]
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[She groans, eyes rolling back into her skull. Well it was a nice reprieve while it lasted. Shedding the blanket and tossing it into the corner...with a silent vow to kick the living daylights out of McCree if he tries to snake it while she's out there...she throws open the door and slams it behind her, one hand clamped down on her hat as she fights through the wind. Elizabeth Ashe is not going to let some measly little blizzard get the best of her.]
[After about ten minutes, the door swings open with a loud roar before the noise cuts off, and Ashe makes a fluttery sound of disgust through chattering teeth. Again, snow off the hat. Again, donning the blanket cape. She stomps into the living area to see McCree sitting there, smoking. Her brow darkens.]
Give up, or did you just get distracted?
[She doesn't have any wood, but she's sure got something in her arms under that blanket. Several somethings, actually.]
Your lighter looks like it's workin' just fine.