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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] survivra 2015-12-20 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Whether immune or not, it's still certainly worth the try. Katsa almost laughs at the pleased look on Johnny's face. ]

I'll hunt it, but I'll not put in the same effort that I did before. I've killed it once already; now I know that I can do it, so there's no need to try so hard to repeat it. It's a marvelous quarry.
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[personal profile] survivra 2015-12-23 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She gives him a weird look because she has no idea who the hell Jesus is, but she also doesn't care enough to ask for now. ]

That's what I wanted to understand when I hunted it. I know that I killed it—I watched its life slip from its eyes, the weight of it. [ It had been intelligent, at least as much as a human if not even more so. Something about it had made Katsa understand that very well—and it had made her shiver. ] But it still seems... I don't know. I still don't understand all of it.