Soul | 1st Note
Who: Soul and You. (Yes, you!)
Where: Wandering around in Espoir.
Style: Third to start, but I'll match whichever you prefer.
Status: Open!
"It's the most wonderful time of the year!"
If there was any truth to those lyrics, it didn't show on Soul's face. He was pretty sure that he didn't own this record. The singing was somewhere in the distance, and it would be fine with him if it didn't get any closer. He had enough to deal with without off-key carolers.
Like figuring out how the hell he ended up in this Winter Wonderland that was decidedly not Nevada.
"Oh man..." Soul hunched forward and sank his hands deep into the pockets of his thin jacket. It had already occurred to him that walking around wouldn't really help when he had no idea where he was going in the first place. But now he was doing it simply to keep warm. "This is not cool." It was beyond cool, his chattering teeth were proof enough of that. Soul paused, lifting his head to shout out in defiance of the temperature.
"It's freezing!"
If only he were a snow shovel instead of a scythe...
Where: Wandering around in Espoir.
Style: Third to start, but I'll match whichever you prefer.
Status: Open!
"It's the most wonderful time of the year!"
If there was any truth to those lyrics, it didn't show on Soul's face. He was pretty sure that he didn't own this record. The singing was somewhere in the distance, and it would be fine with him if it didn't get any closer. He had enough to deal with without off-key carolers.
Like figuring out how the hell he ended up in this Winter Wonderland that was decidedly not Nevada.
"Oh man..." Soul hunched forward and sank his hands deep into the pockets of his thin jacket. It had already occurred to him that walking around wouldn't really help when he had no idea where he was going in the first place. But now he was doing it simply to keep warm. "This is not cool." It was beyond cool, his chattering teeth were proof enough of that. Soul paused, lifting his head to shout out in defiance of the temperature.
"It's freezing!"
If only he were a snow shovel instead of a scythe...