anyway im glad he's a strawman. he huffs a little, pulling his cloak tighter around himself - it's cold, here, and lately, he's come not to love the cold. ]
And yet, you're still out here, hard at work. [ teasing, lightly. ] I'm with you on the fresh air. It's a nice change.
Thebe can't be out in this, so I'll collect the specimens for them from this planet.
[ they are a little straw man insert my rustling straw grass sounds here. io is just going to like. stand wherever the wind chill might be and walk in that particular position... just. let them take it, you little cloak wearing noodle. ]
It is, though. If only the ground were a little more thawed out.
[ interesting... maybe it's just a cold thing? who knows.
anyway this does not go unnoticed or unappreciated. it's a bit like being behind osvald, actually, and he burrows a little further into his wools and trods after him. ]
Do you think we'll find much? Castti always did have a harder time in the upper Winterlands.
For all the advancements... this metal's still no good in the snow at times.
[ io's gait is quite steady, has been for the past few weeks. but it's perhaps a little more stalled out on the left leg as they move. nothing seems to show in their eyes in the way of pain, but it might be a little bit of a hindrance regardless. still, they plod on. ]
As for finding anything [ eeeeeeegh.... ] it can be difficult, but this planet is supposed to boast a hardy wealth of bioluminescent fungi and lichens... mosses. Some roots as well. All with their own characteristics - antipyretic, antibacterial...
[ don't think he doesn't notice that, mister!!! he does. temenos says nothing about it, though, following behind him with relative ease. ]
Ah, now I'm feeling particularly nostalgic. [ hah. it's definitely like being in class with castti... temenos misses her, in this moment, and he lets the feeling stay under the surface, sweeping over io's back before he gazes back out on the snowy landscape. ] Just tell me what to look for - I've keen eyes.
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anyway im glad he's a strawman. he huffs a little, pulling his cloak tighter around himself - it's cold, here, and lately, he's come not to love the cold. ]
And yet, you're still out here, hard at work. [ teasing, lightly. ] I'm with you on the fresh air. It's a nice change.
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[ they are a little straw man insert my rustling straw grass sounds here. io is just going to like. stand wherever the wind chill might be and walk in that particular position... just. let them take it, you little cloak wearing noodle. ]
It is, though. If only the ground were a little more thawed out.
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[ interesting... maybe it's just a cold thing? who knows.
anyway this does not go unnoticed or unappreciated. it's a bit like being behind osvald, actually, and he burrows a little further into his wools and trods after him. ]
Do you think we'll find much? Castti always did have a harder time in the upper Winterlands.
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[ io's gait is quite steady, has been for the past few weeks. but it's perhaps a little more stalled out on the left leg as they move. nothing seems to show in their eyes in the way of pain, but it might be a little bit of a hindrance regardless. still, they plod on. ]
As for finding anything [ eeeeeeegh.... ] it can be difficult, but this planet is supposed to boast a hardy wealth of bioluminescent fungi and lichens... mosses. Some roots as well. All with their own characteristics - antipyretic, antibacterial...
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Ah, now I'm feeling particularly nostalgic. [ hah. it's definitely like being in class with castti... temenos misses her, in this moment, and he lets the feeling stay under the surface, sweeping over io's back before he gazes back out on the snowy landscape. ] Just tell me what to look for - I've keen eyes.