Icecube Tea

[Kalambuu♥]

IS THIS A PENALTY?

Fate twisted a lock of golden hair around her finger, legs crossed, eyeing her cup of tea with an expression of serious discontentment. She had only poured it minutes ago, right before setting the table. And now... was that a layer of ice along the top, mocking her craving for a nice toasty warm beverage?

In a subtle rage, she got up and stormed over to their copper teapot. It was snow-cold. As her anger furiously grew, a fat, wet snowflake fell on her cheek and ran down her skin like a tear.

"It woulds help if we hads a roof on the kitchen!" she snarled, looking up into the open sky as more snow started to fall. "Ass-brain Empy-rory. Build yah house befores walking up sides of mountain to sit downs, me thinks."

She grabbed the pot of once-was hot tea, took five steps to her left, and emptied it out into the snow. That's right, no walls either! Fate wiped away the snowflakes that continued to land on her face, and slipped out of the 'kitchen' into the hall where their personal rooms were. At least those were complete.

Fate opened the door to her and her roomie's bunker, and dove onto her bearskin blankets, growling angrily at the world.

OOC: bahh! finally. nice to be back[/font]

[Zee ♥]

Ooc: Hee. I feel like joining this thread.

Asim shivered, and curled tighter around Rapacity's neck for warmth. His bright orange coat was layered with bits of ice, making his master jump when some of the ice touched his neck. Rapacity pulled his thick jacket tighter. Two years after living in conditions like these, and he still couldn't get accustomed to the cold. A bout of jealousy came over him when he remembered the flickering images his brother had sent to him the night before.

Its practically a tropical paradise. He thought dully, prodding the miserable pile of firewood that was trying to sustain a particularly small fire. A part of him felt happy for his brother, but nowadays a larger part of him regretted not choosing Kham'hur instead. Here. Here he can't tell if it was early in the morning, mid afternoon or evening. Everything here was white, cold, and NOT-WARM.

Sure, he could have dived under the covers in his (covered) shared room, but he didn't like staying trapped in confined spaces for too long, warm(er) as it is. Right then, there was a sound of door slamming, and the miserable fire flickered and died. He gave the smoldered firewood a pointless glare, and kicked it. So much for warmth. WHEN will this 'fort' ever be complete?

[Mimi]

A large hand patted Rapacity on the shoulder in gentle comfort. Tensions of course, ran high in this place, the cold never ceased and progress at the fort had been slow. Even raw material had been difficult to find given the terrible weather.

The older man grinned. "I suppose the warmest thing I could possibly offer you at the moment's a smile. We're trying, we really are." Even in the biting cold Mischief wore nothing extra save for his scarf and overcoat, granted he never had much to begin with. His fingertips tingled from exposure to freezing winds, and without much thought he blew into his hands like he usually did.

The weather really did make everyone feel bitter no matter how good-natured they were. Mischief's thoughts drifted for a moment as he strode into the covered area, thinking of warmer places...Kham' hur to be exact.

And her. Of course, always her.
Once in a while one of his doppelgangers would walk the dream realm, searching for a chance to meet her. He'd trekked past her nightmares, feeling extremely pained at the thought of not being able to chase her demons away the next morning. Even Rokitt had managed better chances at passing messages to Eliade than he had contacting Vengeance directly.

God, he hated it so much.

It wouldn't be too much to want to escape this f***ing icecube of a place, would it? He grumbled in his head, kicking a mound of snow that'd been blown into the area. Letting out a sigh of frustration, the man leaned against a beam as he struggled to regain composure.

He had duties to do and people to take care of here, and whatnot. With mild worry for the fiery Russian, he comtemplated checking up on her.

[Lt. hello II]

Hate shivered intensely as she walked down the "halls" of the new "fort", pulling her hood tighter and wrapping her cape around her like a blanket as she made her way back to her room. "I think the forest was warmer then this dump" she muttered as she walked to her room to avoid the others. She pushed the door open and quickly threw her shield and other equipment onto the ground at the foot of her bed. As it all crashed down she sat down on her bed shivering still as she removed her cape and folded it neatly resting it on her knees as she shut her eyes in thought.

[Kalambuu♥]

ooc: lal. i don't think calling Fate a "Russian" sin in IC fits with the world all too well.

THIS IS THE DAWNING. . .

Fate flinched slightly as her roomie slumped into her own bed, possibly ignoring the fact that the blonde was laying right there. "Methinks Hate shares the thoughts I have," Fate sighed aloud towards the other girl. "I'm cold."

Deception hasn't come back today? Daja asked, making her mistress jump-- when had the panther appeared? The summons were always.. away, nowadays. Fate frowned into her soft blankets and shook her head at the large spirit cat. Their water hadn't been heated-- the elemental power over fire wasn't used by many around here, and so if the Emperor didn't boil their water, the temperatures were nearly unbearable.

Another shiver wracked through her, and Fate wailed, defeated.

[Lt. hello II]

Why'd she have to go and say something to me? Hate was rarely in the mood to chat, but knew her attitude would just make her more enemies, which she didn't really need more of. "Yeah I'm f'n freezin'. And naturally there's no sight of our 'great leader'" Hate wrapped herself in every piece of bedding she could grab as she shivered uncontrollably. "just leaving us here to freeze" she said bitterly as her response turned into more of a muttered rant to herself. She snapped out of it "but that's just my opinion..."

[griff]

Obsession sat there examining some of the locks of hair he'd collected of the years as they froze... then he thought to himself "Why am I here on this freezing rock? Why can't I be somewhere warm? where I don't have to make an effort to stay warm?". He then looked over at the small fire he'd built and realized it wasn't doing a very good job boiling the water... If only there were a way to warm this place up...

Obsession got up, started wandering toward where Fate had dumped the tea then asked "Now, why would you waste that? We could have at least tried to reheat it? Damnit. I'll just make more..." Now, feeling slightly angry that nobody had succeeded in making any food or drinks, he wandered slowly toward his bed. He sat down on his bed and realized that, not only had everything around him frozen, his bed was also frozen enough that it was more like a wet rock. He then got up and started walking toward Rapacity. "Hey. You guys having any kind of success doing really anything around here?"

[Zee ♥]

Ooc: Lal. I'm bored. Mimi, you can make up whatever it is Sortie has been writing to Gea. It was an act of randomosity.

Rapacity looked up towards Obsession, eyes dull. "I wish things would progress faster. But everyone who goes to collect materials come back sick and lethargic." He sighed, absent mindedly stroking Asim, who gave a hiss at his cold fingers and sank his claws further into Rapacity's clothes. "Sorry." He added to his summon apologetically. Both of them weren't suited to the cold. He wasn't sure at first that summons could feel cold, until Asim finally gave up his dignity and curled up around his neck for warmth.

He suddenly perked up, remembering something that he had forgotten to do, and started searching his pockets for a scribbled letter from last night. Finding it, he gave a grin, and handed the paper to Mischief.

"My brother says the Empress replied to your message. I wrote it down myself." He said proudly. Rapacity had never learned how to write nor read, but he learned slowly when he first arrived in Lehaita so he could pass messages to and from Kham'hur. He had stolen a few pencils and paper so he could practise writing on his own.

[Mimi]

The glum man's face lighted up as Rapacity put a slightly-crumply paper into his cold hands, and he too broke into a grin reading the boy's lips. Containing his excitement with much difficulty, he squinted down at the paper, slowly deciphering the scrawl that was passed off as 'writing'. Well, at least Rapacity was improving.

No, you can't run off and leave Deceptie alone, you idiot. Take care of yourself and put on gloves for once! I know you miss me, but you've got responsibilities over there right now...

and yes, I miss you too, stupid.

Ah...as always the young empress had never said she particularly loved him. He'd take what he could get though, and he was fine with that. Mischief grinned to the other two Sins before stuffing the paper into the pocket of his coat. "Well, things are slow..for every day I spend out there scouting and bringing back material I suffer a 3-day cold. The mountains are treacherous, especially to newcomers, and getting lost here isn't pleasant. Deceptie here hasn't been around for a bit either..so we're a bit low on heat supply. For now, we'll just have to bear with i-"

Whatever he'd tried to say was followed with a very loud sneeze.

"Another 3 days of being sick for me.."

[griff]

Obsession let out a sigh of disappointment "Well, if you guys need me for anything let me know..." Obsession was about to turn around when he noticed Mischief's hair... He walked over behind him and examined it. He picked up a strand, pulled it off, and proceeded to eat it, as he whispered to himself " Steal the hair... Eat the hair... Become the hair I WILL bring you all back... just as I promised... the damage those murderers did CAN be undone..."

He then realized what he had just done and apologized and walked over a few feet and sat down. Then, he said something under his breath, and Lak'Gala flew off, and returned a few moments later with a fairly large stick, approximately 5'9" long. Obsession proceeded to take out one of his daggers and started to carve the bark off the stick.

[~Pain And Panic~]

"Wow, and here I thought this place was going to be exciting, guess I was mistaken." Brutality walked into the room and looked everyone up and down.
"I'm Brutality, I heard that you needed someone who could handle the cold a little better?" He laughed, looking at all of the people in the room shivering away. He had a thin sweat shirt on with a black jeans, and bore his warhammer in his right hand, holding it over his shoulder.
"What do you need us to get?" he motioned outside, where stood a big black rhinoceros, staring in at them.
"His names Raz, he's not much of a talker," Brutality explains. "Who are all you guys?"

[griff]

Obsession glanced up at Brutality, appearing slightly annoyed that his whittling was interrupted. "My name's Obsession." He motioned to wards the eagle perched on his shoulder. "This is Lak'Gala." He sighed. "If you really want to, though you may change your mind after you come back and get sick, you could always go collect some good firewood. Also, some materials for a shelter?"


ooc: Yeah, thanks for pointing that out.

[~Pain And Panic~]

Brutality looked at Obsession.
"Pleasure." He looked around the room and realized that he might have been interrupting something.
"Sorry, didn't mean to barge in all elephant like, I'll just go look around for something useful." And with that he walked out.

Back out in the snow, he felt a little more comfortable. Admittingly, it was much colder out here then he first has thought, but he raised his body temperature a little so that it was bearable. Couldn't raise it enough so he didn't feel the cold, but just enough not to freeze to death. The gave a shiver as a chilled breeze blew against his face. It felt refreshingly cold after feeling the warmth of embarrassment. Meeting new people wasn't his forte. Fighting, now that he could do. He gripped the warhammer in one hand, and swung it at a tree branch. It came clear off, and landed in the snow.
"Raz, could you come help me with this?" he yelled, and the magnificent black rhino came around the corner, a few branches already balanced between his two horns. They chopped a few more, and then headed back, wondering what was going to happen to them now.
"What a rotten place to make a home..." he mumbled, kicking some of the snow with his boot.

[griff]

Obsession was starting to feel hungry. He looked around, decided there was nothing really to eat. He then, once again, noticed Mischief's hair. He got up, walked over behind Mischief, pulled out one of his daggers, and cut a large chunk of hair off. "There we go. Should do for a bit." He then proceeded to eat the lock of hair he had just taken from Mischief, while whispering to himself " Steal the hair... Eat the hair... Become the hair... " He then turned around, and went back to his seat.

[~Pain And Panic~]

OOC. That's so strange ;D Mischief's just gonna let that happen?