[The door to Katara's room is hanging wide open, revealing what rather resembles a small Inuit village. There are tents thrown up, and people mill around in thick parkas and gloves, interacting amicably with each other in vague, mumbled tones that one would have to strain to here
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Venturing in quietly, he's surprised by all the snow but carefully walks through the small village, not trying to disturb anything.]
Katara? Are you... alright?
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Cloud! I'm fine. This is just - really weird.
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[He shakes his head a little, sitting down beside her. Snow definitely doesn't bother Cloud, he loves it.]
Is this... your home?
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[She flexes her hands slightly, still watching them.]
I don't think I realized how much I was worrying about them until now.
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Maybe it's the snow. It reminds her of somewhere she's been before, that cold, remote satellite no one ever really went to. As she steps inside the door and takes in her surroundings, she can almost hear that song playing in her head.]
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It's nice, isn't it? The snow.
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She looks at the girl, returning something of a small smile before setting her gaze back out in the direction of the village.]
Mm. [Her assent. And then a pause.] It... reminds me of someone.
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Do you want to sit and -- talk about it?
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[ that's about the only warning Katara gets before there's a soft thud -- there is now (1) demon lord laying in the snow, trying to make a snow angel. he doesn't exactly know that this is supposed to be someones room, he just knows that snow? so cool. who cares if it's only ankle deep! ]
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That looks like a lot of fun.
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Howdy! Yeah, it is!
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