Snowshoes would be really nice right about now. [active/open]

[chosencasanova]

Character(s): Zelos, anyone else?
Content: Zelos tries to make his way to somewhere to stay
Setting: Not too far from Muspelheim
Time: Early evening--getting close to sunset
Warnings: Females beware.

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[vorpalrising]

The snow was starting to annoy her as much as it had in London. Alice had enjoyed it at first, finding it rather charming (though she never would have admitted it), but nearly being snowed in and listening to the Hatter's constant rambling about the snow in relation to wine corks had run her patience right out. So she strapped on her boots and wrapped herself in the winter cloak she had picked up at one of the shops when all of this had started, and gone for a walk.

Alice found herself doing that a lot, at least ever since she had come to Paixao. The fresh air cleared her head, and even if she didn't like the blank sort of looks many of the citizens had, she had mostly managed to ignore them. It was actually quite gratifying, to not have to deal with the strain and idiocy she had experienced in London - here, at least, was a much less intrusive sort of stupidity, the mayor's proclamations aside. The Londoner's thoughts slowed a bit when she spotted a man with red hair rather comically trying to push his way through the snow and failing rather miserably. Not being one to care about strangers, and certainly not being one to potentially get involved in other's troubles (she had more than enough of her own, even now), Alice merely watched him a little. She seemed to do a lot of people-watching, these days.