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The front door swings open to let in a blast of cold air enter the bar, and with it comes one very cold, soaking wet, snow and sleet covered figure.
Doc ignores the fact that he's leaving a trail of water and slush across the floor as he walks for the bar. There's ice coating his coat, scarf, and his beard, his hat pulled down low to cover his eyes. The rats squeak angrily at him thanks to the snow and mud trail he's leaving as he walks.
But his mind is on just one track: bar > coffee > fireplace
He'll apologize to them later. It's been a long day.
[botherable but he may not be all that talkative, fair warning any thread will take place after the thread with katherine, ping me first if you want to tag still]
Doc ignores the fact that he's leaving a trail of water and slush across the floor as he walks for the bar. There's ice coating his coat, scarf, and his beard, his hat pulled down low to cover his eyes. The rats squeak angrily at him thanks to the snow and mud trail he's leaving as he walks.
But his mind is on just one track: bar > coffee > fireplace
He'll apologize to them later. It's been a long day.
[botherable but he may not be all that talkative, fair warning any thread will take place after the thread with katherine, ping me first if you want to tag still]