16| Location: Lake Whitman | Accidental visual | Every snowflake is different
Kobra had never seen snow in his life. Not that he had ever felt a particular urge to do so; in the hot desert days he was much more likely to dream of buckets full of ice cubes than snow. Though he would've taken it, if ice cubes weren't available.
It was easy, dreaming of the cold in the hot desert sun. Now that it was cold Kobra wished he was back in the desert. At least he knew how to deal with heat. The cold made him feel like he was never going to warm up, even though he WAS wearing a scarf and coat now, so all the people who had apparently decided to mother him couldn't complain. His fingers and the tip of his nose were still red and cold though and being outside sucked. He couldn't sit down in the forest anymore without his pants getting all wet and it was all around uncomfortable. It sucked BIG TIME.
Still too restless to look for a place inside Kobra had wandered around and just about reached Lake Whitman when it started to snow. He'd never actually seen it, because mostly he'd been sleeping in the car and woken up to snow some hours later. Squinting behind his sunglasses (fuck, winter was supposed to be better, wasn't it? But the sky seemed even brighter these days, causing his eyes to constantly tear and feel sore and his eyelids hot) Kobra looked up, just watching for a few minutes and standing still as a statue. It looked...really pretty.
Extending a hand he tried to catch some of the snowflakes, but despite what he had thought he couldn't really feel them on his hand. When he took a step forward there was a scrunching sound under his boots. Okay, this was kind of cool.
Looking over at the lake he noticed that it had apparently frozen over, which, fuck, even MORE amazing. Kobra walked over and carelessly dropped the small messenger bag he'd been carrying, containing nothing but the tablet, a book and some Batman comics he'd lifted from a store. He didn't notice that the tablet slipped out and turned on, showing a wonky, upside down version of him.
Crouching down by the edge of the lake Kobra poked at the water. There was only ice. It almost felt like his fingers were going to get stuck to it. He'd heard about lakes freezing over, but Kobra had never actually seen it in his life. Contemplating he looked out further, bottom lip worried between his teeth. Walking over water would be exceptionally shiny.
Getting up again he took a careful step forward, trying to see if the ice would hold up.
It was easy, dreaming of the cold in the hot desert sun. Now that it was cold Kobra wished he was back in the desert. At least he knew how to deal with heat. The cold made him feel like he was never going to warm up, even though he WAS wearing a scarf and coat now, so all the people who had apparently decided to mother him couldn't complain. His fingers and the tip of his nose were still red and cold though and being outside sucked. He couldn't sit down in the forest anymore without his pants getting all wet and it was all around uncomfortable. It sucked BIG TIME.
Still too restless to look for a place inside Kobra had wandered around and just about reached Lake Whitman when it started to snow. He'd never actually seen it, because mostly he'd been sleeping in the car and woken up to snow some hours later. Squinting behind his sunglasses (fuck, winter was supposed to be better, wasn't it? But the sky seemed even brighter these days, causing his eyes to constantly tear and feel sore and his eyelids hot) Kobra looked up, just watching for a few minutes and standing still as a statue. It looked...really pretty.
Extending a hand he tried to catch some of the snowflakes, but despite what he had thought he couldn't really feel them on his hand. When he took a step forward there was a scrunching sound under his boots. Okay, this was kind of cool.
Looking over at the lake he noticed that it had apparently frozen over, which, fuck, even MORE amazing. Kobra walked over and carelessly dropped the small messenger bag he'd been carrying, containing nothing but the tablet, a book and some Batman comics he'd lifted from a store. He didn't notice that the tablet slipped out and turned on, showing a wonky, upside down version of him.
Crouching down by the edge of the lake Kobra poked at the water. There was only ice. It almost felt like his fingers were going to get stuck to it. He'd heard about lakes freezing over, but Kobra had never actually seen it in his life. Contemplating he looked out further, bottom lip worried between his teeth. Walking over water would be exceptionally shiny.
Getting up again he took a careful step forward, trying to see if the ice would hold up.