Frozen [Active/Open]

[twice_promised]

Character(s): Teito, and whoever wants to help him
Content: Someone doesn't want to be frozen today
Setting: Niflheim
Time: Night
Warnings: Blizzards kinda suck

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[venit_ex_silva]

Fortunately for him, there was still someone moving through the streets. Not much, and not more than she had to, but she knew better to expect that newcomers would stop arriving despite the distinct chill in the weather. It had been cold for so long that even she had been forced to find a cloak that would fit her before she'd dared step out into the cold. She hadn't been able to find a hat that would fit, but that hadn't come as a surprise. Hume-kind never had managed to find something suitable and so she had simply headed out into the snow regardless.

Still, night fall had been enough to send her heading back towards what passed for home and it had only been by the sheerest luck that she'd come across Teito making his way through the snow.

"You look for shelter, do you not?"

[twice_promised]

The voice caught him off guard and he quickly turn towards the direction it came from, to see a form next to him. Something seemed highly unusual about the woman, but that's not what really mattered.

"Y.. y-yes," Teito sounded a bit pitiful yet relived at the same time. If she was able to help him then maybe there was still some hope for him after all.

[venit_ex_silva]

How much she could truly help was unknown, but she could certainly get him in out of the cold. Beyond that, she couldn't know what would come of it. But she would do as she could. Few deserved to be caught out in this cold.

"Come," she answered, with a nod, holding out a delicately clawed hand. "The temperature will only worsen, here."

[twice_promised]

Teito decided to go with her, but hesitantly reached for the hand just by how... unhumanly it looked. ".. T-thank you.."

Once they did start going he did finally begin to shiver a little. Maybe the cold was finally starting to get to him too (It wasn't like the military uniforms were all that insulated anyway). At least he'll be getting out of this soon.

"... Are you from here?"

[venit_ex_silva]

Fran shook her head at the question, for all that it was more likely then not that the snow whirling all around them made it less than immediately obvious that she'd done so. Not to mention, if nothing else it got a little bit more blood running up towards her ears, which were already telling her they had had quite enough of this sort of weather.

"I am not," she answered, as she continued on towards where she and Balthier had made their home. "Few of those here are."