[ITP, WEATHER.]

[eternalsamba]

[ Today Camp seems to be blanketed in a dense mist. So thick you can barely see your hand in front of your face. Try to not step in any deep mud, thin ice or other such hazards, it'd be such a shame if that ended poorly for you. At least there are numerous candles scattered around to help light the way. ]

(ooc: YOU SHOULD MINGLE will be here

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[sugarspicequeen]

[has a candle]

My--first rain, now mist. I suppose it is winter, after all!

[eternalsamba]

One might even say fog.

[sugarspicequeen]

Indeed! In a way, it's nice.

[eternalsamba]

Some people would find it a little disconcerting.

[picks a candle off the ground.]

[watchesovoreyou]

...hm. Curious.

[cuebattlemusic]

[ if you squint you might see shapes in the fog. A candle burns brightly at your feet. ]

[watchesovoreyou]

*picks it up, why not.*

For once, this place assumes an appropriate atmosphere.

[cuebattlemusic]

[ there's a swirl in the mist and the loud banging of what sounds like a hollow oil drum being rolled down stairs. ]

[tarnished_salt]

*has a ball of light*

Odd weather.

[sugarspicequeen]

[already has a candle :)]

Do you think so?

[tarnished_salt]

You don't normally see fog at this sort of temperature. Though I suppose normal weather would be odd in camp.

[sugarspicequeen]

It's winter, though, and this is proper weather for it.

[magicalgenis]

[taking a candle and squinting around]

...weird.

[eternalsamba]

Just 'weird'?

[magicalgenis]

What else would you call it?

[eternalsamba]

I haven't decided yet.

[exiastentially]

. . . ?

[sugarspicequeen]

[is carrying a candle]

Master Setsuna! Good afternoon. ♥

[exiastentially]

. . . Sharon. It's been a while.

[sugarspicequeen]

It has, hasn't it?