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childrenofbahamutlogs2024-12-12 08:36 pm
miniroth) wrote in childrenofbahamutlogs2024-12-12 08:36 pm
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Let it sn0 let it sn0
Who: Sephiroth, Others
What: Assorted Things
Where: In and around Town
When: December
Warnings: Possibilities include: canon typical violence, body horror, gore, snow forts, tree climbing, fishing, plants, combat, child abuse, child neglect, child soldiers, Hojo and bad decisions. Please speak to your doctor if symptoms last longer than one scene.
Snow - Early Month
One of the major effects of dropping a pond right outside Town is it seems to have made the snow heavier. As inch after inch of the fluffy white stuff falls, piling up in drifts and bitterly cold piles, there is a point where Sephiroth ventures out into the endless white and muted silence of the snowstorm several different times, and doesn't bother to come back for hours.
This usually means checking his trap lines, or trying some hunting in the forest, but this time he's relocated to the orchard, barren and snow-shrouded, a nice and quiet out of the way place to ... do nothing at all that's terribly important.
Out in two foot deep snow, busily digging a path and moving it into piles, Sephiroth is still wrapped in a modified blanket, but he actually has his wings out - what should be wings anyway, the long, gray fluff covered limbs looking rather more like quilled fluffy dinosaur arms with long fingers than anything like a wing. But there's an opposable thumb on both of them and the hands are MUCH larger than his more humanlike two, and exceedingly useful if nothing else for carefully patting snow walls into place.
Four arms makes it go faster than two.
He is absolutely not playing, he'll deny any such accusation immediately, but he's well on his way to a snow fort.
Rivers - Fishing and Plants
It is damned cold, which might be why in a spot cleared on the shoreline by one of the nearby rivers, is a large crackling campfire and a nice pile of wood to keep it going. A fish on a stick roasts gently beside it, and there's what looks awfully like a wine barrel with its top missing and some water inside, also being kept warm by the fire. In it a lone perch swims in circles. Sitting in the snow nearby is a small assortment of aquatic plants, and there's a fishing pole wedged up on a Y notch stick, its line disappearing into the water.
Sephiroth himself is knee deep amongst the reeds, busily working on digging them out. It's pretty obvious that's what he's doing, and he's also making a mess in the process, stirring up silt and debris as he works - if he was planning on CATCHING anything on that fishing pole he'd really have to be making way less noise and splashing about.
What.. could possibly be the goal here?
Wildcard
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What: Assorted Things
Where: In and around Town
When: December
Warnings: Possibilities include: canon typical violence, body horror, gore, snow forts, tree climbing, fishing, plants, combat, child abuse, child neglect, child soldiers, Hojo and bad decisions. Please speak to your doctor if symptoms last longer than one scene.
Snow - Early Month
One of the major effects of dropping a pond right outside Town is it seems to have made the snow heavier. As inch after inch of the fluffy white stuff falls, piling up in drifts and bitterly cold piles, there is a point where Sephiroth ventures out into the endless white and muted silence of the snowstorm several different times, and doesn't bother to come back for hours.
This usually means checking his trap lines, or trying some hunting in the forest, but this time he's relocated to the orchard, barren and snow-shrouded, a nice and quiet out of the way place to ... do nothing at all that's terribly important.
Out in two foot deep snow, busily digging a path and moving it into piles, Sephiroth is still wrapped in a modified blanket, but he actually has his wings out - what should be wings anyway, the long, gray fluff covered limbs looking rather more like quilled fluffy dinosaur arms with long fingers than anything like a wing. But there's an opposable thumb on both of them and the hands are MUCH larger than his more humanlike two, and exceedingly useful if nothing else for carefully patting snow walls into place.
Four arms makes it go faster than two.
He is absolutely not playing, he'll deny any such accusation immediately, but he's well on his way to a snow fort.
Rivers - Fishing and Plants
It is damned cold, which might be why in a spot cleared on the shoreline by one of the nearby rivers, is a large crackling campfire and a nice pile of wood to keep it going. A fish on a stick roasts gently beside it, and there's what looks awfully like a wine barrel with its top missing and some water inside, also being kept warm by the fire. In it a lone perch swims in circles. Sitting in the snow nearby is a small assortment of aquatic plants, and there's a fishing pole wedged up on a Y notch stick, its line disappearing into the water.
Sephiroth himself is knee deep amongst the reeds, busily working on digging them out. It's pretty obvious that's what he's doing, and he's also making a mess in the process, stirring up silt and debris as he works - if he was planning on CATCHING anything on that fishing pole he'd really have to be making way less noise and splashing about.
What.. could possibly be the goal here?
Wildcard
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