Jul 22, 2011 23:25
[Outside in the snow, there's +1 Ted walking. He's wearing his usual clothes, his scarf high above his chin and his blue tunic dusted by snow. He seems really accustomed to different kinds of weather as obvious by the way the cold doesn't seem to deter him. He wipes off the snow from his device when he pulls it out from his pocket and addresses it in a voice as cold as winter.]
Tyr, I checked... [He pauses as he glances back from where he came from.] He's really gone.
[And back to his device once more.] I'm sorry.
[Click!]
tyr,
ic,
curse: a chilling winter