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CHARACTER NAME

Winter

CIVILIAN NAME

Kai Blue

TEAM

Everlight

HOUSING NUMBER

017

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Comments

idk date during downtime probably

[newphew]

[ at some point, winter will find this plush at his room door. hmmmm mysterious ]

@duke, may tdm

[frostfist]

Remember when I said I'd come pay you a visit the next time I ended up in a dress?

[ yeah, that time is here now ]

[icyspicy]

You work fast. I’m in Everlight 017 if you wish to swing by.

[frostfist]

More like some of the higher-ups [ Seok Dang ] work fast. But I'll be there in five.

[ Sure enough, five minutes later there's a knock on Winter's door, and a man dressed in a maid outfit standing patiently outside. Yes, the nanobots saw fit to give him heels. At least they're kitty heels.

Never let it be said that Wriothesley is not a man of his word. ]

[icyspicy]

[ Well, it’s a red-letter day for them both because Winter answers the door in a maid outfit of his own – one that is definitely fighting for its life on his broad shoulders. The stockings have nice thigh squish action going on, though. ]

Look at that. We match.

[frostfist]

[ Just two guys, standing around in maid outfits, five feet apart. At least they both look good.

Wriothesley can't help but crack a smile when he catches sight of the other man also dolled up in a dress. ]

You too, huh? Not a bad look on you though, I have to say.

[icyspicy]

[ He gives a cheeky little curtsy, lifting the edges of the dress slightly. ]

Thank you most kindly, sir. You don't look half bad yourself.

@ice snap, post-Kyoto

[bowtography]

help

[icyspicy]

[ CONCERNING? Context please, March!! ]

What’s wrong? Where are you?

[bowtography]

I'm fine, I'm in my room
I need emotional help

[ At least she's remembering. Context. Belatedly. This time. ]

[icyspicy]

Then I'll head right over.

[ Emotional help is just as important! But at least he knows she's not dying in a gutter somewhere.

Anyway, a short jaunt to the Redemption dorms later, there's a knock on her door. He brought snacks. ]

[bowtography]

[ What a good friend. The door slides open, revealing March, who looks a little tired, but always happy to see him. ]

--Oh, you're settling in.

[ She sees the snacks. ]

[icyspicy]

Emotional help goes better with a bit of chocolate, I've found. May I come in?

action;

[astarion]

[Not that Astarion ever needs a reason to visit Winter as he pleases, but after receiving a text that implores him to say hello to his boyfriend on this lovely day (or as lovely as a day that this city can ever grant them), and that he has something to show him, he's quick to find him at the agreed-upon meeting spot.

Outdoors, along one of many shop-lined streets, he comes upon him, smiling wide and bright. He looks at him over the rim of a pair of dark sunglasses he had pilfered from who-knows-where.]

Now, then, what do we have here?

[Presumably, Winter's new "toy" is in sight, and his eyebrows fly up accordingly.]

[icyspicy]

[ Not that Winter ever needs a reason to call on Astarion for a visit, either, but this is something of a special occasion. He’s gotten a whole host of shiny new toys from LILITH, and of course he’d love to show up.

The motorcycle is still in the standard-issue black it came with, with chrome accents, if only because that’s what suits him best. If he wishes to change its colors at some point, he can. He motions to it with a hand as Astarion approaches. ]

My new “motor-cycle.” I got a bit tired of walking to and from the bar.

[astarion]

[The motor-cycle seems very Winter-esque already, matching his vibes perfectly. Watch as Astarion's brows hike up even further, wrinkling his forehead.]

You have a "motor-cycle?" Oh, gods.

[He doesn't know what to think about that. For one: exciting. But also: those blasted things seem so fast when they're tearing down the street. He's sure he's seen a few street races whiz by him on more than one occasion in the dead of the night.]

You must have gotten very tired of walking, darling. Do you... do you know how to ride it?

[icyspicy]

Nope.

[ So cheery. ]

But I figure it can't be that difficult. As far as vehicles go, it looks rather simple.

1/2

[astarion]

[Oh. This might go... badly.]

[astarion]

[But it's as they say: fuck it!

Astarion wants to opt for exciting rather than cautious today, so-]

Hmm, and would you consider taking your handsome lover with you on its inaugural ride through the city...?

[icyspicy]

[ What could possibly go wrong. ]

Of course. I didn't ask you all the way out here to just look at it.

action;

[newphew]

[ knock knock at papa winter's door.... ]

[icyspicy]

[ Who could be a-rapping at his chamber door? Well, a short while later he answers! ]

Well, hello there.

[newphew]

[ hunter has a mysterious bundle in his arms..... that is squealing? how mysterious ]

.... I need your help with something, Winter.

[ he looks shifty as he's asking, like he knows he's doing something he's not supposed to ]

[icyspicy]

[ That bundle sure is squealing! His eyebrows go up, and he instantly steps aside to let Hunter inside. Since the last time he was here, Winter got his hands on the room hologram, so the vibe is a lot different – but more suited for the dorm and not a whole hotel room. U know.

Once Hunter’s in, he shuts the door. ]

What’s going on?

[newphew]

[ i love this aesthetic so much omg. gorgeous. even hunter has to take a moment to admire it, though he's quickly redirected to his mysterious bundle (tm) at the sound of another muffled squeal ]

..... This creature...

[ a little piglet head pops out from the blanket and tries to get at winter's hand..... to lick it playfully ]

I.... couldn't kill it. And I don't want to turn it over to them. [ swallows, looking down ] They might hurt it.