[Action] (backdated to yesterday because the mun fails)

[13th_captain]

[Snow. That's something Arumat has only seen a few times in his life before; the global warming caused by the enlarging sun back on Eldar had long since caused snow to cease falling there. The cold silence is at once peaceful and unsettling, or perhaps it's unsettling because it's peaceful. Arumat isn't sure.

But he'll be standing outside House 25 just watching it fall in silence, arms crossed over his chest. (And no, he's still not wearing a shirt.)]

Comments

[13th_captain]

Heh... not at all. I'm not so frail as to let this weather bother me.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

...So you're not cold?

Did you come from somewhere really cold or something?

[13th_captain]

No. If anything, it was exactly the opposite.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

Then how can you not be cold?!

[Oggle oggle]

[13th_captain]

Because I'm not some helpless Earthling, that's how.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Ooooh aren't we the clever one... James will be giving you a glare now]

Being cold hardly equates to helplessness...

[13th_captain]

No, but it equates to weakness, which is the same thing.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

..........................Being cold is being weak...?

[Blink]

[13th_captain]

[In Arumat's mind it is. Strength means everything to him.]

Heh.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

You're kind of old-fashioned... aren't'cha?

[13th_captain]

What?

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

Your thinking is kind of old-fashioned. Not updated, backwards, incorrect, false, obtuse. Take your pick.

There're plenty of people who got cold and did great things.

[13th_captain]

And their "great things" mean nothing to me here and now.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

How is that a relevant argument... [Staring at him]

You must have been a horrible student.

[13th_captain]

[IGNORING YOU NOW. Sorry, James, Arumat is kind of a social retard. He was raised to be a soldier, not a diplomat.]

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Changes forms into a sort of tiger with purple stripes and satyr-ish legs... and then chucks a snowball directly at the exposed mans chest, whirling around and dashing off with a bark of laughter]

[13th_captain]

[Oh, THAT gets him mad, all right... good thing his scythe is in the house and he's a bit on the slow side comparatively or else he'd be making you pay for that.]

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[More giggling as he dashes off, his shifted legs lending him some rather inhuman speed as he vanishes around a nearby corner of the village]

[13th_captain]

[HE WILL REMEMBER THIS. He will remember this and punt you into something if you do it again. 8|]