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Why people don't like spirits
The weather has been irritatingly unpredictable this year. Sunny one day, a blizzard the next. It's almost impossible to plan for. Today Reynard has made sure the Nexus is smothered in a thick blanket of snow, and it's nearly perfectly smooth. The Nexus might as well be a different landscape. It's hard to tell what a person is stepping on until they take the chance to wade in. Bins, boulders, benches, street curbs are all probably the most normal things a traveller might find themselves cracking shins and toes against.
At a very strategically chosen point however, some poor people find themselves in a bit of a bother. After getting this far all it takes is one step and they find themselves chest deep in the snow. Struggling will only testify to how packed tight the freezing blanket is. Digging themselves out might be possible, but slow.
It doesn't take long before a sing-song voice comes through the air.
"A house for a five headed creature,
A tool that carves rock and earth,
A measure against misadventure,
A gift often owned from birth."
Reynard walks on top of the snow with his usual confident stroll. He crouches in front of his unfortunate victim, tilts his head and asks, "What am I?"
At a very strategically chosen point however, some poor people find themselves in a bit of a bother. After getting this far all it takes is one step and they find themselves chest deep in the snow. Struggling will only testify to how packed tight the freezing blanket is. Digging themselves out might be possible, but slow.
It doesn't take long before a sing-song voice comes through the air.
"A house for a five headed creature,
A tool that carves rock and earth,
A measure against misadventure,
A gift often owned from birth."
Reynard walks on top of the snow with his usual confident stroll. He crouches in front of his unfortunate victim, tilts his head and asks, "What am I?"
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Setting his hands on his hips, he tilts his head at the young man. He gives him a moment to breathe before he asks, "How are you doing there? You've survived your excavation."
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Josh offers a crooked smile up toward Reynard. His own smile has always been unsure of itself and ill practiced though much more genuine than the smirks and grins that settle across his face when he's pretending to be confident and social. Things he's very much not at his core.
"I'm cold as a witch's tit, bro. Gonna have to take the moped and head back to the cafe to warm up. It coulda been a lot worse. I've been in some pretty cold, dangerous places before."
A snow bank, no matter how large, is at least less dangerous than the abandoned mines and freezing water he's been trapped in before.
"I'd ask if you wanted t'come with an' get a drink but I doubt you'd wanna with all the...Winterness...out here right now."
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Suddenly bright and cheerful again, he straightens and sets his hands on his hips. "I have plenty to do out here, but a drink is a good idea." Casting an eye back to the moped, then to the snow around them, and finally to Josh again. "Bringing the moped through this weather... might not be so clever."
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Josh tilts his hand and makes two of his fingers mime walking while he talks. He sure as heck isn't getting back on the thing with the ice and snow as bad as it is.
"I dunno how easy it'll be to move though. Mostly I just don't want to leave it out unattended. It's not mine, you know?"
He gives another little shiver. Standing still out in the wind like this his damp clothes are only inviting the chill.
"Ah, hell. I gotta get moving one way or another or I might as well have stayed buried in the snow."
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Joshua doesn't look pleased about it but he lets go of the moped then and fishes out his bag from it's little basket and slings it over his shoulder. He'll make sure to tell Ice Bear where he had to leave it and hope his landlord bear understands the circumstances. Before he leaves he turns and gives one last look to Reynard.
"Hey, I know you didn't have to. And, it's probably not all that important to you in the grand scheme of things but...thanks for keeping me company while I was stuck. You helped me keep my head on straight."
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He's still eyeing the moped when Josh speaks again and he turns to face the young man properly. A grin curls his lips and he tips the brim of his hat. "You're very welcome. Enjoy your Winter."