[Action]

[elongatedsmile]

[Those who know Xzana may be glad that she finally has a brand new white sun dress on after her visit with the Malnosso. Only the half breed isn't exactly a half breed anymore. Her scales, claws, fangs, and large set of white wings are now gone. So is her ability to not feel cold anymore as she awakes shivering near the fountain.

She's never experienced anything so awful before. The snow touching her feet actually hurt it was so cold. Wait, those aren't her feet those look like a human's feet! She opens her mouth to let out a startled roar.]

SHRIIIIIIEEEEK!

[Ah! That wasn't a roar at all! That wasn't even close! What had those people done to her!? Her teeth start to clatter and nothing she can do will stop it. She has no clue how to be human and takes off running for the first building she sees a human enter which happens to be Good Spirits.

It's a little better. The floor isn't as cold as the snow but she can't stop this annoying shaking and what are all these little bumps on her skin? Not knowing that rubbing could warm her a bit she stands shivering in a quiet corner. Staring in a bit of fear any anyone who comes in. How was she suppose to protect herself now?

She's also staring out the window. She knows eventually she's going to have to go out there again even if it's just to go to the bathroom. How could the outside be so uninviting? She never pictured that it would be so terrible before, but it was so cold and the cold was painful.]

Th-they s-s-shall pay for t-t-this.

[Anyone dare approach the skiddish newly made human cowering in the corner of the bar? If not she'll huddle there until she's forced out of the bar. And don't worry about time breaking! SHOW THAT TIME WHO'S BOSS!]

Comments

[spohkh]

[Spock was out walking when he heard the shriek...

His eyes are drawn to a female whose appearance is very similar to Miss Xzana running into the drinking establishment....


He goes to investigate.

Spock enters the bar, and sees her standing there, shivering... and looking rather human.]

Miss Xzana? Are you in need of assistance?

[Action]

[widows_kiss]

[Natasha's in the bar nursing a drink, which she's been doing more frequently in recent days. The cold doesn't bother her as much as some, but there are other things wearing on her heavily, and she's ended up coming here to seek both solace and the comforting buzz of people surrounding her in a way that didn't necessarily require any effort from her.

Still, the flurry of action of a young woman fleeing inside the bar draws her attention and Natasha spends a few minutes watching in intent speculation, trying to figure out what's wrong with her. When she sees the girl standing there shivering and doing nothing about it, her curiosity wins out and she gets up from her seat, crossing the room to where the girl is huddled.]

Excuse me, but are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help?

[action]

[eightlazylegs]

[Cold utterly sucks. Hermes has been spending most of his time huddled up in his newly-gotten tank, napping the day away or redecorating his spacious quarters. Unfortunately there's only so much amusement to be gotten out of insulting people over the journal network, so he's had to fight his way through the snow in search of entertainment.

When he sees the quivering little human he's been rolling liquor bottles around the floor, trying to find a way of turning them into a miniature octopus conveyor belt.]

Who, why?