THREE derp

[mudhair]

[The video cuts on to reveal Clarice, wrapped tightly in her cloak. She's simply leaning against a brick wall, her teeth chattering.]

It's cold. [Obvious, but for her kind, not something that is said very often if at all.

Shifting, she moves to leave the outside chill.]

I don't think I'll... um, ever really get used to it. [And then the feed

Comments

[halcyonthird]

A heavier cloak would help.

[mudhair]

Aa-

I was thinking about it, but... how would I get one?

[halcyonthird]

You could use your wages from the Patrol. There are several tailors in the city. A few of them are even polite, if that matters to you.

Or you could have mine.

[Been looking for an excuse to shed it, anyway. ]

[mudhair]

[S-seriously? Why so nice Irene?]

...Oh. Well, um, if you're really not using yours- If that's all right, I mean!

[halcyonthird]

[This cloak has unpleasant memories attached to it - but Clarice won't have to deal with those. Win win situation.]

I offered, didn't I?

[And a few moments later.]

It's outside your door.

[mudhair]

T-thank you!

[Wow. That was fast. --sdlajf There's seriously a cloak there for her. OH MAN SHE LOVES YOU IRENE.]