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19 December 2010 @ 10:42 am
C&C HOLIDAY JAMJAR ICE HOTEL HELL: AFTER-AFTER-AFTER-AFTER-PARTY  
WHO: That 'tag yourselves in' thing? Yeah. Let's do that again.
WHERE: The Gorsewick Hotel YOUR BRAND-NEW PRISON. :D
WHEN: Late evening of December 19th through 6PM December 22nd
WARNINGS: Time will tell, so for now, let's just cover our basics until more specific ones can be made: cursing, violence, drama, couples, etc.
SUMMARY: Everyone who attended the holiday dinner thrown by Remus and Miles is now trapped together in an icy hell for three and a half days. As the days progress, conditions worsen, growing incredibly severe. What, exactly, will several dozen people of all shapes, sizes, powers, and alignments do when forced to face their combined and potentially horrific impending doom...?
FORMAT: IF IT FEELS GOOD, DO IT! Long prose, action brackets, rapidfire dialogue, present tense, past tense--whatever floats your narrative boat!



OOC PLOT INTRODUCTION

As characters progress through the days ICly, any number of things can and will be going wrong. This is an experiment in balancing free-form play with guideline challenges, so it's set up a little differently. In order to allow players as much time as possible to play, we have decided to provide a way for all four days to be accessible at once rather than attempting/spamming with a new log every day. Play and tag around however you like--if you want to take each day as it comes, that is perfectly welcome; if you would like to move back and forth between them, that is also 100% valid as an option. Don't worry too much about perfect continuity timing, either--this is for fun, not science, so do as much as you want to!

Please also remember that you are not restricted to only tagging into something on the IC day; players may start, finish, or generally carry on as far beyond the 22nd as they want! If we still have people actively threading and playing around doing new things on January 13th, this log is not over and you are not late. Let's see if we can make LJ's comment limit weep for mercy!

Visual aides are provided for each floor on each day, with important reminders on the side, so that a quick memory jog is just around the corner if you need to check back on a detail; please comment to these floor-markers when making new threads so that people can find the action by day and floor. The hotel is laid out exactly as shown, including room arrangements, floor designs, frozen-through bathrooms, how far the snow explosions initially extend inward, and all that, so you won't have to worry about whether your made-up detail meshes with someone else's.

When starting a new thread, do so under the appropriate day/floor subsections, and please try to mark your initial subject title informatively to some degree so that people will know what they're looking for--whether it's open or closed, or what general time of day it is, or who's in it, or what it's about, or any combination of the sort. It'll really be helpful to everyone OOCly, since characters will more than likely be doing an awful lot during their stay... after all, where else are they going to go~?

Remember, this was primarily created an exercise in CR rut-breaking, characters learning how to work as a community (or, depending on how dangerous they are, how to better work against it), and lasting personal developments... so have fun and let's shake out those tired old RPing limbs! :D



SPECIAL DETAILS

The order of NPC cold-virus carriers is as follows, skipping places if necessary due to deaths before the appropriate turn.
The three tourists, the two housekeepers, the grandson, his grandmother, the bellhop, the husband and wife, the front desk clerk, and Edgeworth himself.
If someone kills the tourists along the way, it is to be assumed that the two housekeepers become the next reason people are falling sick (and it's possible that their killer gets it him/herself). In that scenario, if someone did not interact with the tourists, but did shake hands with the housekeeper, it means they suddenly become at risk of getting sick even if they weren't before. Should it happen to get down to Edgeworth-as-main-disease-spreader, please take note of the following: because of the effects his powers have on him, he has not been/will not be presenting symptoms, and it's very likely that a great many people will have been around him at least once...
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Nobody will/can actually be bitten by Lupin on the night of the 21st, as Ty has not cleared the making of new werewolves, although close calls, other injuries, panics, mob reaction/mob defense, and whatnot are welcome!
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AS OF 5AM ON THE 22ND, THERE WILL BE NO ELECTRICITY. NO LIGHT. NO HEAT. NO TV. NOTHING. JUST PITCH-BLACKNESS, UNLESS OTHER LIGHT SOURCES CAN BE FOUND/MADE OR YOUR CHARACTER CAN SEE IN THE DARK. MAKE FRIENDS WITH USEFUL PEOPLE PDQ OR RISK BANGED SHINS AND FALLS DOWN A STAIRCASE.
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There really will be no running water as of 4PM December 20th. That's probably going to translate to an awful lot of horrible-smelling people by the end of the plot. Combined with the need to keep close to conserve heat... well, I can only suggest that your characters pick up a clothespin or some cotton balls from the ground floor's housekeeping supply room before it gets too cold to go down there.
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Miles and Remus are obviously not getting their security deposit back when this is over, and the owner will be cashing in his insurance policy with a sigh before deciding to just open a small coffee shop named Beenz next time.


FAQ

I have ____ power! I can totally do _____ to the blizzard/force field! Hooray!
Nope--sorry! For the duration of the plot, when it comes to trying to break free, you can consider your powers pretty hardcore nerfed by the multi-layered and ultra-complicated nature of Remus' wild magic and the sheer force feeding into it from the storm. Attempting to meddle with either the trap or the blizzard will fail... and more than likely, backfire in fascinating (but not always safe) ways. Feel free to make up your own effects and/or explanation for why they don't function. And, yes... this includes all-powerful god-types, too. The only way anyone gets out is through death or, more likely, the end of the plot. :)

Also, while areas of the hotel can be made warmer or colder as PC actions are taken, the slide toward most of the space within suffering below-freezing temperatures and cold damage is pretty much inexorable. The same magical containment field keeping the huge walls and ceiling of snow and ice in place is also expanding to mingle with Edgeworth's power as they essentially begins leaking into the hotel itself, meaning that once something is frozen/snowed over, that's it--once the shower is turned into a block of ice, it's blocked in until 6PM on the 22nd. Power backfires apply to these situations the same way they would the barrier outside the hotel.

Obviously, if your power is superstrength and you'd like to throw a king-sized bed at someone or teleport up a floor or Ruffle the towel rack, that's cool, as that's not escaping the hotel.

It's not so bad. My character will just chill out and talk on the comms until they can get out.
Theoretically a good idea, but other than the 'chill out' bit--and there will be plenty of that, believe you me--it's not gonna work. HP magic causes problems with Muggle tech, and with something as powerful as that? Well. From the moment the field and blizzard strike, comm functions will be mangled. Their ability to send or receive messages will be very twitchy on the first two days, with the feeds coming in and going out pretty damn garbled or static-y. On the 21st, the few messages that come in/get out will probably become nigh-unreadable. On the 22nd, they will stop working completely until such time as the characters escape.

You... don't have enough beds. At all. Are you aware of that?
Yes. The floor plans were intentionally designed to make it so that even from the very start there are less than half as many bed spaces as will be needed. This number will shrink as time goes on and beds become ruined by PC/NPC actions or main plot events. I hope some of you like tubs, hallways, and couches.

Can I add plots in ways that aren't in the pre-existing design?
Sure! If a Weasley twin wants to turn a half-dozen people into giant canaries and set them loose on the remaining inhabitants of the hotel, go right on ahead! That's what you're all here to do, actually. Same for anyone who'd like to start a fight, hold a competition, roast an NPC, attempt to poison a person they don't like, etc. Not everyone will react to being trapped in an ice block with 60+ strangers for four days in the exact same way...

Oh holy hell someone just did something that's going to kill us all quick quick what do we do AAAAGH WHO LIT THE ENTIRE SECOND FLOOR ON FIRE WE'RE ALL GONNA BURN IN HERE!!!!
If something gets way, way too far out of hand, and can't be resolved by any other PCs, either Ty or Grimm can be contacted and asked to BS a plot-device end to it somehow. I don't foresee this actually being a possible problem in any way, but if it somehow is at some point or another, don't worry about it. We're all here to have fun. No panicking necessary. <3

Okay, but seriously. My character just got _____ injury/is sick/is dying.
Then you'd better hope there's somebody who can help them out in the hotel with them! Nobody and nothing comes in or goes out until 6PM on the 22nd. Mind you, we totally encourage all manner of dramatics, these included, but be prepared for any possible consequences to your actions :3

So it IS okay if I want to die, right?
Of course. Your character may die along the way in some fashion or other if you want them to; mind you, you'll have to clear it with the mods first. The NPCs can also all be offed along the way if you feel the need, with that being first-come first-served and with the acknowledgement that retcons or 'THE REAL TRUTH' scenarios may become necessary as a result. (You may want to hit up the OOC comm announcement HERE if you would like to kill one/some of them in order to give other players as much of a heads-up as possible.)

Someone's starting to sing Kumbaya. Or Row, Row, Row Your Boat. Or both. Badly.
Get ear plugs, punch their teeth in, or sing along with them. Your choice. I can't be held responsible for poor tastes in music.

You're a sick, sick person.
I know. :)

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Miles A. Edgeworth
Dec 22 / Fourth Floor
bluffing_ruffle on December 19th, 2010 04:57 pm (UTC)
Haruka Tōyama【遠山 遥】: ?!
302, 6 am
precog_princess on December 20th, 2010 06:34 am (UTC)
Haruka's woken in the middle of the night by what sounded like glass breaking, and feels something flying towards her. With a flash she falls out of her bed and hides behind it, hoping the shards of glass pass her by. She wishes she could sense things farther ahead - why this had to happen to her room she'll never know...

But now the cold air was coming in from the outside and Haruka was definitely not wearing enough layers to keep from freezing. Carefully, watching her step on the carpet, she trods over to where her coat is hanging and hastily puts it on. Her legs were freezing especially because of wearing a skirt, and she really wanted a shower, but there was nothing she could do...

She sighs to herself, tentatively stepping out of her room to eye the hallway again. Did the glass wake anyone else up? How was she supposed to clean up all this?

... And why were there no lights on in the hallway?

Edited at 2010-12-20 06:51 am (UTC)
Sanji: I hurt you nownotadartboard on December 20th, 2010 07:16 pm (UTC)
Sanji was currently at the other end of the hallway around the corner, banging on the ice machine to no avail. He was trying to get a head-start on melting some ice for drinking water, but if the ice machines themselves were broken (or not running, judging by the blackout) then they were all going to be in real trouble.

And thus it is he can be heard loudly cursing and kicking the machine repeatedly.
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Roronoa Zoro of the Strawhat Pirates: what
Hallway, 8 am
mrbleedsalot on December 20th, 2010 08:34 am (UTC)
[See that snow pile in the hallway just outside of room 304? Yeah. Zoro's underneath that. Still sleeping. His his is kind of poking out from the snow pile, so if you get close enough you might be able to see.]
MARCELINE THE VAMPIRE QUEEN: mfw people expected quality keywordssaylikewhat on December 20th, 2010 08:42 am (UTC)
[Just floatin' along... seeing in the dark sorta because vampires can probably do that... and then she sees Zoro's head sticking out of the snow and starts laughing at him, really loudly, forever.

And steps on his head.]
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Sanji: grahnotadartboard on December 20th, 2010 07:17 pm (UTC)
[just...what are you even, marimo? He's going to kick at the snow to make sure you're still alive, but secretly glad he got up from there and went to try to get drinking water before the window broke]
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the little cap that could - mrbleedsalot on December 21st, 2010 10:30 am (UTC) (Expand)
sob I hate being sick - notadartboard on December 21st, 2010 09:04 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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03: [lion] get in my belly
9A / Hallway / Providing Warmth
pacifisted on December 20th, 2010 04:31 pm (UTC)
There was JUST enough space between the walls and the explosions of snow that he could squeeze by as a human if he stepped carefully... which was made very difficult by the fact that he couldn't see that way. The darkness was all-consuming, and it had taken him longer than he wanted just to get back up to the fourth floor. He'd meant to go to the third one, but the elevator had opened up into a wall of ice, and he'd learned enough from watching other people to know that he wouldn't be able to damage it at all.

So he'd moved up one higher.

It was still cold up on the fourth, but warmer than all of the other floors.

As soon as he reaches the snow-pile by room 304, Trowa decides that he'll camp out here, in front of the door--wondering if the people who'd been sleeping in it had managed to get out before they'd been blocked in--and presses himself up against the wall.

It's a much slower shift than his usual near-instant slide through forms; he's thirsty, and hungry, and the sleep he needs has just not been a thing he's been getting since his arrival back in the City, and between them he has to force himself to stay focused. Good thing nobody can see him do it unless they have a light source on them--it's gruesome when slowed down that far, muscles bubbling and reshaping under his skin, bones working their way out of pattern and reassigning themselves to new configuration. And because he's never had to deal with it in this way before, it hurts like a motherfucker.

Soon enough there's a truck-sized beast laying on the ground, panting heavily, elongated fangs scraping lightly against the carpet. Pulling in a deep lungful of air, Trowa gives a LOUD roar, knowing it'll be heard reverberating through at least third and fourth floors of the hotel. Sure, people who were sleeping would probably be woken up, but the signal would at lest get them to come looking for the source of the noise.

And he was really, really warm.

(He just hoped the people huddling up on him to steal some of that heat--if anyone did--had the good sense to stay away from the blade on the stubby little tail.)
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Calvin: defiant
Re: 9A / Hallway / Providing Warmth
more_surreal on December 22nd, 2010 09:57 pm (UTC)
Warmth! Also a saber-toothed tiger, that was amazing, but mainly warmth. Calvin was too tired and cold and hungry and just drained by this point to even marvel at the creature or be afraid of the roar. Also, his clothes were beginning to smell, but six-year-olds didn't much care about that kind of thing. All hyperactivity was gone by now.

Advancing fearlessly through the biting cold of Gors-wik 5, Spiff recognizes the source of the strange roar: an enormous shaggy prehistoric carnivore! Despite the fearsome appearance of the beast, Spiff's keen scientific mind detects no signs of hostility. With the courage of legend, the intrepid explorer strides forward, intent on using its thick coat as shelter from the planet's inhospitable climate!

Well, maybe not completely gone. At any rate, Calvin threw himself down without a word and curled up against the cat's belly. As he closed his eyes, he thought that the toasty furry thing felt a lot like Hobbes.

Edited at 2010-12-22 09:58 pm (UTC)
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Ysera: Dragon - What was that?
9 AM/Room 301/Hallway/Anyone want to be stuck in the room and need rescue?
ofthedream on December 23rd, 2010 07:38 am (UTC)


That ROAR is more than enough to disturb Ysera in room 301. She hadn't been sleeping on the bed earlier, so had managed to avoid being covered in snow. Instead she was in her drakonid half-way form, paused partway through her transformation from elf to dragon. She'd been curled up on the floor in the space between bed and bathroom door.

Aside from the fact that she was generating quite a bit of body-heat at her size, she was also struggling to maintain a pocket of warmer temperatures around her in the room. And by this time, with space so limited, she had thrown her room open to anyone who cared to camp out in it with her in the slightly warmer space, leaving the door ajar.

Rousing from her sleepless near-exhaustion, Ysera uncurled and half-crawled-half-crouched to the door to shove it open and stick her scaled snout out to see what was going on. However, as she pulled the door open, she came up against a wall of white that nearly blocked the doorway. There was a small gap up near the top of the door, but she couldn't see much through it.

Ysera hissed and clawed at the icy blockage, but it barely budged - much like the ice barriers trapping them in the hotel. Sitting up to try to peer out the gap, she uttered a brief bellow to catch attention, before she called out in a deep, sibilant tone, "What has happened out there? The doorway is frozen over."
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Sirius, still in the form of a shaggy black dog, appears to make rounds to check on everyone. By which we mean lick them on the face or hands, whichever is easiest to get to. Once that's done, he heads for the stairs...only to find the way up blocked by a mass of snow.

He whines and shifts back to human form.

"Oh bloody hell. Hey! Hey everyone, was anyone still upstairs?"
03: [lion] cornered!pacifisted on December 20th, 2010 09:15 pm (UTC)
[From the right end of the hallway, down by the snow pile in the bend, something makes a deep, rumbling sound in response to the question.]

[Trowa can see you in the dark, Sirius. Come closer and maybe you'll get an answer.]
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Josh had to reluctantly admit that all the cold weather training Scathach had been making him do lately was actually paying off. He could regulate his own body temperature with magic fairly easily, leaving him enough energy to heat the space around him.

So if you're cold, Josh is sitting on the floor heating up the air around him with his magic. Bonus to it, the air smells pleasantly of oranges.
03: [lion] all teeth all the timepacifisted on December 21st, 2010 04:08 am (UTC)
The feline's nose picks up the scent of oranges, and he can feel a touch of warmth coming from not too far away; he can't help himself paying it an abnormal amount of attention--he wants food. The fact that he ate so much at the dinner on the first night is probably the only thing really letting him stay up and running right now.

If Josh is listening well enough, something very big is now making very loud snuffling noises from not too far away. Its belly may also be rumbling noisily.
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Alastair: screw it let's die togetherhackeralastair on December 22nd, 2010 04:30 am (UTC)
Alastair is doing his best not to cough on anybody, as he huddles close to this warmth, still bleary-eyed from lack of sleep and groggy with the cold coming on.

Damn Italians.
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Darkdevil/Reilly Tyne: [R] stop stalking me MJ
12 PM / Hallway
bedeviledspider on December 21st, 2010 04:47 am (UTC)
By this point, even Reilly was starting to shiver, though that (very literal) inner flame of his managed to keep him from freezing. Even if he couldn't harness it anymore, annoyingly enough.

But patrolling the halls seemed to keep the blood flowing, so here he was, walking up and down the hallway trying to make sure no one was hurt or cold. Only to keep from needing to be thawed out himself, of course. Of course.
Eleanor Lamb: Distant and consideringnotyourutopian on December 21st, 2010 07:15 am (UTC)
Eleanor had taken to walking to keep warm and distracted, though she'd had to stop for a bit when things ahd first gotten dark. Now though, she was lighting the hallway ahead of her with a flame flaring off the tip of her ring finger, much like a candle or a match. Every thirty seconds or so she'd shake the flame away and light a different finger to make sure the pain wasn't too intense and the burns had time to heal.

She paused when she saw someone else walking towards her, holding her hand up to extend the light a bit. She waved her not-burning hand in a little greeting.
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Carrie Kelley: strength;girlyboywonder on December 22nd, 2010 06:56 am (UTC)
She was still trying to patrol the hallways, because it was definitely the sort of thing that Batman would do, but patrolling had turned into less of a noble and self-sacrificing exercise and more of an excuse to keep moving. And besides that, it was awfully hard to look on the job wrapped in blankets.

She paused when she ran into sight of someone with, apparently, the same idea, and tossed over a mostly-miserable smile.
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incywincyhero: spidey: this is my thinky faceincywincyhero on December 22nd, 2010 08:50 pm (UTC)
Spidey was doing the exact same thing as Reilly for the exact same reason, save the small detail that instead of pacing the hallways, he was crawling the ceilings.

It said something about how tired he was that it takes two or three passes before he noticed that there was a redheaded guy who looked just like him walking literally under his nose.

His double-take took long enough that Reilly had rounded the corner before Spidey was spurred to action. He bounded along the wall after him and called out, "Hey, you there!"
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Ysera: Dragon - What was that?
About 12 PM / Hallway
ofthedream on December 25th, 2010 06:18 pm (UTC)
It may have been almost pitch black in the hallway with all the power out, but Ysera wasn't looking at things through her physical eyes. She had been watching Reilly go up and down the hallway (along with watching anyone else who was patrolling back and forth).


Having left room 301, she was in her half-way-transformed shape laying on her belly along the wall that fronted 304 and 305, trying to keep up a several-foot-wide aura of 40 degree warmer air around her to add to her own body heat. Reilly may notice the nearly ten degree difference as he passes by her twelve-foot-plus bulk.

But with the magic barrier having grown stronger and closer over the past few days, it was exhausting just trying to keep the dream manifestation of heat going. Being so close to the barrier just seemed to sap her energy away, and greatly reduced the effectiveness of anything she pulled from the dream. (She was trying to manifest over 100 degree heat, but the best she could manage now was 40 degrees with the way the barrier leeched her strength.) She doubted she'd be able to keep it up entire the rest of the day if things got worse, but she'd try as long as she could.

As Reilly walks past her head, she shifts and lifts her horned, reptilian head to address him. "Iss everyone sstill managing?"
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if (defined or Hallway, about 4:30am != "") { print "
Hallway, about 4:30am" + "
"; } speedofnaked on December 21st, 2010 10:11 am (UTC)
The crash and flood of snow on the upper floor has long since settled its heavy weight, and with the loss of power the halls are nearly pitch black. It's cold, it's dark, and with each groan and shift of the building, the hotel is more and more like a coffin underground.

Really, it might as well be one.

The fourth floor, though dark, isn't silent, so while some people are asleep, it's likely not everyone. For those who are awake, or for those who are simply light sleepers, cranky and irritated and needing to bathe, some new problem may draw the attentions of 'now what?'

There is a glow of light from the southern end of the hall, a faint and flickering red like cooling embers. But it isn't some dangerous attempt at an indoor fire, or anyone's convenient lamp; it's outside.

And something is scratching loudly against the glass.
Roronoa Zoro of the Strawhat Pirates: grouchy all the time alwaysmrbleedsalot on December 22nd, 2010 04:51 am (UTC)
Though he wasn't a light sleeper, the scratching noises proved to be just enough to wake Zoro from his sleep. It helped that the window was positioned right above his head, as he was sleeping below it. Grumbling, he stood, grabbing one of his three broom handles and looked out the window. Seeing nothing, he frowned and rapped his knuckles against the window pane.

"Oi. Cut it out."
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Jonah Matsuka: like an effort
Hallway, 10 am
loveyourenemy on December 22nd, 2010 04:35 am (UTC)
Matsuka huddled against the wall between the ice-clogged stairs and the defunct ice machine, clutching a blanket around himself. It was a horribly uncomfortable place to have taken refuge with the temperature in the building continuing to drop, but the cold was only part of what was making him shiver uncontrollably.

With so many people crowded together on only a couple of floors, there was no way for him to escape the pressure of dozens of minds, most of them tired, cold, hungry and increasingly short-tempered. He'd held together as best he could, taking some support from the presence of steadier minds and well-meaning friends, but by Wednesday morning it was all a little too much and he'd retreated to his icy niche to curl in on himself, wide-eyed and trembling in what could probably be described, not entirely incorrectly, as panic.

Edited at 2010-12-22 04:36 am (UTC)
Carrie Kelley: skepticism;girlyboywonder on December 22nd, 2010 06:50 am (UTC)
Call it nightly patrol -- and ignore that it was, in fact, during the day time. And in a hotel, rather than the streets and rooftops. Either way, Carrie liked to think she was doing some good, roaming the halls in a blanket and making sure no one had turned into a frozen corpse, or anything.

It was about then that she spotted Matsuka and paused, looking a little concerned. A few seconds more and she was moving nearer, dropping to a crouch in front of him.

"You okay?"
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Zelgadis Greywords IS CURED AGAIN HOLY SHIT: s-shut upinthirds on December 24th, 2010 02:03 am (UTC)
Speaking of short-tempered, something cranky that way came.

Cold weather hadn't been an issue in years, not with stone skin to keep himself free from sensation of most...everything sensory. At the moment, however, being cured was not showing its advantages too well. It was just getting too damn cold. Spells had proven to be rather on the useless side to boot, save for the Lighting at night and a sputter of flame on something worthless enough to burn, but that wasn't helping much.

But really, Zelgadis could have been crankier. Still, his gloomy mood was all but a palpable fog wafting on ahead and behind him as he skulked the hallways, on rounds again for the valueless kindling he could find. Double duty, of course - Lina couldn't be bothered to pitch in until she'd found something to eat. Hnh. Good luck with that...
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