[ ENTRY THIRTY TWO ]

[epitomeofvanity]

*standing outside Schwartz wrapped up tightly in layers of clothes; has a make-shift shovel in her hand and looking down the snow covered stairs*

Well. Gotta start somewhere! *kinda mutters as she starts shoveling a path to the building using people's footsteps as a guide* I can't dig out the cafeteria if I can't even get to it.

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[eventhesmallest]

[Here, have a visitor from Midgard, who's dug his own little tunnel from there. Not that it's much help, as he's the only individual in the entire city who is less than four feet tall, but...at least he can offer his services?]

Ah, do you need help?

[epitomeofvanity]

*bends over to look in his tunnel* Wow... is that easier than just pile driving through it, I wonder...?

But I'd love help! *holds out her hand* You just arrived?

[eventhesmallest]

Ah, it has it's merits. But cave-ins are frequent, I'm afraid, so I wouldn't recommend it.

Thank you. [He'll take her hand and extract himself from the snow. He's not wearing any shoes, but he doesn't seem to mind it.] Er, yes. Yesterday. It's very...snowy...here.

[epitomeofvanity]

Guess I won't try that then! Unless it's for fun...

*notices no shoes and staaares* You aren't... cold without shoes on? *shivers a little herself* It's nice to meet you! I'm Yukino.

[eventhesmallest]

Somehow I don't get the feeling we'll be able to play in the snow anytime soon.

Ah...no? I've never worn them, really. [smiles and bows a little] Frodo Baggins, at your service.

[epitomeofvanity]

If we don't play now, it'll get filthy by the time the roads are clear!

Oh... *eyes his feet, but then WHATEVER, weirder things have happened; bows back* Do you get snow where you come from?

[eventhesmallest]

Perhaps we can set it aside? Stockpile it?

Oh yes, of course. Though...granted, not this much.

[epitomeofvanity]

That might work! I want to at least build a snowman.

Us either. A few inches maybe. *digs in her shovel* What were you using to tunnel?

[eventhesmallest]

Mmm, yes. It's been years since I made one of those.

I was sure I'd been sent to the end of the world when I first came here. So much snow... [waves around his very red-from-cold hands] Just dug, I suppose.

[epitomeofvanity]

Really? Not enough snow?

*reaches for his hands* They look so cold! Do you want to borrow my gloves for a little while? *already pulling them off* We don't really have an 'end' of the world... but the poles are pretty chilly.

[eventhesmallest]

That and pressures of adulthood, I suppose.

[blinkity, then, quickly] O-Oh, no, not to worry, really, I'm all right. Ah, I wouldn't want you to be cold.

[epitomeofvanity]

*smiles a bit sadly* Kinda sneaks up on you, doesn't it?

*too late, she already took them off and is handing them to you* I'll be fine! I'm nice and warm from the shoveling! I'll have to make sure you get some gloves. *looks at his feet* ...maybe not shoes, but definitely gloves.

[eventhesmallest]

Ah...yes, it does. A bit too quickly.

[He'll frown a bit, but accept them.] Thank you. I...certainly hope you remain warm, then. [He'll pull them on and roll up the cuffs a couple times - darn his tiny hands. -_-] Have you been shoveling long? I could take over for a while?

[epitomeofvanity]

I should do okay for a while! *stuffs her hands in her pockets demonstratively then looks off* If you want you can, and I'll go break ground so we know exactly where we're digging. I was just making a bee-line and hoping I was on a path of some sort.

[eventhesmallest]

Ah, you will tell me when you feel cold, right? [smiles and nods, attempting to lift the shovel which is...as big as he is, yay] We ought to make ground fairly quickly, with that strategy.

[epitomeofvanity]

I will! *lol she won't; but she's off trudging deeply into the snow, dragging her legs and making a small path for him to follow*