[Closed] Trails of Snowed In

[fiddlestick]

Who: Trails House Residents + Visitors
When: Deceuer 6th - 10th, during the snowstorm
Where: Trails House
What: Snowed in!
Warnings: Will mark as necessary

It was safe to say that the Zemurian house was always lively, but the heaviest day of snowfall was particularly so. Everyone was home, and some had invited some friends over for dinner or socializing. It was too late before they realized just how heavily they were snowed in, and that they'd be stuck together for awhile. Best to make the most of it!

With all these people, at least it was a roomy house. There was:

The Main Floor which has a living room with a functional fireplace, kitchen (half stocked with useful cooking ingredients and half with "random things the other roommates thought would be cool"), a dining room, and the music room that's been transformed into Elliot's bedroom - because of course it has.

The Second floor which houses Towa, Crow, Machias, and Fie's bedrooms. Some of these rooms have a worrying amount of weapons, try to guess which. There is also a spare bedroom with a full sized bed, for any guests. Too bad you'll probably need to share.

The Attic, which was Rean's room and made up to be comfortable for a harpy. Shiny things are all over the place, and the bed is more like a nest of blankets.

The Basement which contains Randy and Lloyd's rooms. Coincidentally, this is the easiest place to find dirty magazines in the house.

The Cellar, which houses any alcohol that hasn't been drunken already, as well as a 200lbs wild boar carcass. Lovely.

And lastly the Courtyard which is...covered in snow. What else did you expect.

Make yourself comfortable or try to make a break for it. It's gonna be a long storm.

Comments

[rightfoot]

[ Shinjiro's reaction? It's nice. It's not that Louis is ashamed of where he came from. Or how he got from there to here. How he started with Product ID Four, and now he's Louis. The Red Deer. The future owner of Horns Congolomerate. The fact that he started out as livestock says a lot more about far he's gotten. He's worked hard to only ever appear to be strong, and Shinjiro seems to see that. There's a hint of relief.

Maybe he shouldn't be so afraid to share this with people here. It's different to them than it is to people from home. They can't see those Back Alley markets or know what those cells look like. They can only imagine.

No, he had been trying with only that, and he actually feels better. Like this one thing he had been holding onto had passed. ]

Heh, thanks. [ In time, he will. He realizes it. If only because he realizes how much comfort he found in both Shinjiro and Fie since being here. Even when he wanted to crawl the walls, with them? He felt way more at ease. ]

Probably. I don't blame him, obviously. [ He tilts his head. ] You know, the more and more I talk to you.

The more I realize that bonding with you was a good choice. [ There's almost some amusement when he speaks again. ] You get what it is to live on borrowed time, since that's most of my life. I should have been well and dead and eaten.

It's why I pushed you to find happiness.