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johnny storm. ([personal profile] fulminants) wrote in [community profile] eachdraidh2015-12-05 11:55 pm

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[ Someone's chilling in boxers in a steaming hot spring he'd obviously made for himself. Problem is, everything around him is covered in an ungodly amount of snow. ]

You never actually miss the sight of hot babes in short skirts and plunging necklines until your spire gets dumped in a place so cold Satan would probably freeze his butthairs off. On the bright side, I think I might've spotted a yeti. Or that might've been someone's mother-in-law, who knows?

[ Still, Johnny looks largely unaffected by the mildly unfriendly climate. He's fishing an egg out of the hot spring, cracking it on the ice. It's hard-boiled. ]

So, anyway, Gailleann's basically stuck in Everwinter. When life gives you snowballs, make an awesome sport out of it, right? [ He bites into the egg, chews carefully, then swallows and adds: ] If you're sick of the tropical, muggy weather and want to come by, the Spire's open to you. The fires are always burning in Gaillean. Just don't try to kill anyone, and we're good.

More importantly: there's a new skating rink that my guys just worked overtime to make, and a bunch of awesome slopes I spent days creating; go nuts on it and tell me what you think! I'm always a fan of continuous improvement.
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[personal profile] conqueress 2015-12-07 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His enthusiasm seems to brighten her, the mischief he inspires removing years from the shadows that have grown on her countenance since returning to Meereen. ]

Fly? But how can that be? [ she eggs him on, truly curious. Loki once carried her up into the sky upon magic boots, and Billy Kaplan once floated her above the trees of La Llorona. She hasn't seen either of them in this new-old world, and she can only hope they have been returned to their worlds of choice. One day--in less than a year, now--Drogon shall carry her higher than both of them had, and together they will rule the skies.

But until then, the prospect of other means of flying has her curiosity piqued. Tell her more, Johnny. ]