003//Glasses Pushes
[Jade is outside now, nestled on a bench with his journal in his lap. There's some of the snow filtering through to everyone's journals as he lets it lay open. Well, one half. The other half is covered by his arm just in case he feels like writing. Ah, the snowy weather felt like home...
He seemed comfortable where he was, wearing only a scarf to accompany his normal military uniform and seeming quite content with just that. After thinking, the mute man writes in the journal.]
'So many people seem to dislike the snow. I'm not the only person who likes it I should hope.'
[As for the fairies everywhere, Jade seems to be trying to ignore them.]
((Open to all whether it's action, writing or dictating!))
He seemed comfortable where he was, wearing only a scarf to accompany his normal military uniform and seeming quite content with just that. After thinking, the mute man writes in the journal.]
'So many people seem to dislike the snow. I'm not the only person who likes it I should hope.'
[As for the fairies everywhere, Jade seems to be trying to ignore them.]
((Open to all whether it's action, writing or dictating!))