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[baconstripping]

[It's a bit of a chilly night in Camp. Luckily, a homey fireplace seems to have sprung up in the Mess Hall, along with hot cider and the faint sound of jazz music.

In a far corner, a man is carving a flute. How are you spending your fall evening?]

(( mingle!! ))

Comments

[00_07]

[sitting on the ground in front of the fireplace with a stack of photographs and a notebook. she alternates between looking through the pictures and writing very careful notes in her book.]

[shigeharu]

Does it snow a lot here in the winter, or just a few times?

[00_07]

It snows a lot! It's great.

[shigeharu]

[he might be inwardly going /o\, but he will never admit it!]

So you like the snow, Vanya?

[00_07]

It's so much fun. I never got to play in the snow at home.

[shigeharu]

Hm...I guess we kind of take it for granted, where I'm from.

[00_07]

Does it snow a lot there?

[shigeharu]

My clan's holdings are at Bodaisan, in the mountains, so we do get quite a bit in the winter.

[00_07]

You must really like the snow, then.

[shigeharu]

Snow's nice enough.

[00_07]

You don't really like it?

[shigeharu]

Mm...I liked it more when I was younger, I suppose.

[00_07]

... you're not that old now.

[shigeharu]

Mm, maybe war just makes you feel older than you should.

[00_07]

How old are you?

[shigeharu]

Nobody believes me when I tell them, anyway. But I'm older than I look.