week four | dates

[marriagebroker]

Get dressed up, go on the town, this is your last week for romance!

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she is always keeping secrets 😉

[researcherstory]

[ ... She is not going to get him up as smoothly as he got her up, she's realizing, but regardless Odile is holding out both her hands for him and breathing out a quick Craft as she grounds her feet.

There is only the odd, crisp scent of wet rock left lingering in the wake of it, and Odile won't be toppled if Messmer accepts the help. It will still be hard. But she won't topple. ]

Now we have a robin and an albatross. Silly as it is, this is a common activity that many participate in when it snows. I thought it would be worthwhile to have you experience it as well.

[anathemaw]

[ he doesn't get up immediately, instead laying there for an extra second or two. There is something peaceful about the winter air, and, for just that brief instant, he thinks about how ridiculous his life has become these past few weeks. What a fool he's been - in several different ways, up to and including making a snowbird on the ground.

But he has a few more days of foolishness to get through, so he pulls himself to his feet. Even though Odile went through extra trouble to offer it, Messmer doesn't take her help - not out of pride, but because he can't imagine she'd be able to pull his weight. ]

I see mine unfamiliarity with snow thou hast easily divined, [ he replies, patting snow off his cloak while his offended serpents burrow back underneath it. ]

[researcherstory]

[ It's fine, she wouldn't have assumed he would think she could -- but the offer was an offer and she pulls her feet from their grounding with a small tug of her heel. All that's left behind is some deep footprints... ]

I didn't think one ruled by fire -- unwilling or not -- would have much in the way of it, no. It's too bad there's no lake about, ice skating is yet another activity popularized in the winter...

[ No, all they have is -- as the staff gestures -- is making a snowman, and Odile is wondering how long they can put that off for. Somehow worse than making a snowbird... but they gotta. ]

Oh well. Another time, perhaps. [ ... ] You seemed rather at ease in the snow, if you'd like to lay on your side in it. I can handle the first leg of our construction project.

[ That way, his snakes wouldn't be as effected by the cold... Sitting would bother one, and laying on his back bothers both, but just the serpentless side might work. ]

[anathemaw]

[ she's thinking about this a lot harder than he is. Case in point: her offer earns little more than a blank look. ]

So I am bid to lay on the ground while thou art burdened with all work, [ he replies dryly, slowly shaking his head. ] O lightless one. Dost thou truly think so lowly of me?

[ if he knew what a snowman was or how to build one, he'd start now just to make a point... but he doesn't, so he simply folds his arms. ]

Thou makest such claims, yet thy little hands tremble with cold already.