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[golden_lyre]

Posner is curled up by the fire reading (for fun!) a book of Thomas Hardy poems. He has a cup of tea and a plate of biscuits and looks very cozy indeed.



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In a corner a ways away from him, Orpheus is strumming his guitar, carefully picking out a wintery tune, lamenting the shortened days, the frosty nights. It's a bit colder in that area of the bar than it usually is.



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At the bar itself, Nikola is sitting, contemplating what appears to be a vial of blood. He looks more determined than melancholy, though there's a bit of that in his expression as well.



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Near the back door, Alcide stands. It's throwing him off, the way the date here is different than it is back home. He knows it shouldn't be anywhere near the full moon, but he can practically feel it just outside the door.

It's not that he needs to run; it's more that he wants to, intensely curious about what the woods out there are really like.




[ooc: Multi-pup post! Tag anybody, just specify, please. Open forever.]

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[not_his_pa]

William's been working in the stables as he wants to keep things well here and at home.

It's started snowing and it's cold, so he has his hat down and his hands in his jacket pockets when he heads to the back door and almost runs into Alcide,

"Pardon me, sir."

[shreveport_wolf]

Alcide takes a slightly surprised step back. He hadn't noticed the boy.

"Nope, sorry. Just woolgatherin' here."

[not_his_pa]

"Careful of the cold, sir. It feels like there's another storm comin' in. I just moved all the horses inside and got them properly bedded,"

When Alcide moves, William ducks inside and starts dusting the snow off.

[shreveport_wolf]

Alcide nods, distractedly, glancing up at the night sky.

That's another thing that makes him curious. He's never run somewhere so cold.

"Yeah, it looks kinda nasty out there."

[not_his_pa]

As they talk, the snow goes from light flakes to more,

"It's goin' to be, sir. I'm glad I don't have to ride in that, get lost before I'd gone a couple of feet."

[shreveport_wolf]

"You ever been out in somethin' like that?"

He takes another step back from the door, not wanting to inadvertently end up in the moonlight.

[not_his_pa]

"No, not often but I've been in some storms that ain't that far off. We don't get that much snow out in Arizona,"

William moves to shut the door as the snow's starting to blow in.

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius is on his way toward Posner when he spots Orpheus and is momentarily pulled to his side of the bar to see how he's doing.

But any proper greeting he had for Orpheus is killed with a shiver.

"Merlin, you've got it cold over here. I would've brought hot chocolate, if I'd known."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus glances up and offers Scorpius a faintly apologetic smile.

"Do I? I hadn't noticed."

Now that he does, he's shivering a bit himself.

[alsoagreengrass]

"Er, yeah," Scorpius says, grinning. "You might want to lay off a bit. Unless, uhm - I don't know, I know a spell and we could have some snow."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wrinkles his nose at the thought. "I'm not such a fan of snow."

[alsoagreengrass]

"Noted. I'll refrain from creating a blizzard, I suppose."

Just barely, though. It's a fun spell.

"How, uhm - How are you?"

Scorpius notes the absence of ouzo with some relief.

[golden_lyre]

To be fair, it's not the snow Orpheus objects to. It's the season it comes in.

"I'm...all right." He smiles a bit. It's rare he's actually doing well, but considering it's December, he's doing pretty close to well.

[mogget_cat]

"Flavor of the week?" asks the not'cat lightly, taking the bar stool next to Nikola, even though he knows the answer.

[ps_you_look_hot]

"Hm, something like that," Nikola says, setting the vial down to smile at Yrael.

"Think of it as a cypher."

[mogget_cat]

Yrael leans over to kiss the vampire, smirking.

Even if he suspects something entirely too scientific, he will play along. He has heard enough of it before to know the terms well enough.

"A biological cypher? That particular blood's DNA is interesting in some way?"

[ps_you_look_hot]

Nikola returns the kiss and the smirk.

"Yes, it is. It's the key to the project I was working on before."

[mogget_cat]

"The weapon to prove a delusion true, it might work?" Yrael replies, eyebrows raised slightly in curiosity.

[ps_you_look_hot]

"Ah, no. Not precisely. The delusion has...been shattered, I suppose."

Alcide, please!

[scots_wolf]

Shortly after William, Urquhart enters through the back door, shaking snow from his long blond hair, and patting it off his dog's short brown-and-white fur while yet under the lintel.

He holds the door open for the man on the inside who (as Urquhart notes with interest) is roughly as tall and broad as he himself.

[shreveport_wolf]

"Thanks," Alcide says, looking the man over warily. It isn't often he meets someone who's anywhere near as big as he is.

[scots_wolf]

"It's a very nice night, if you don't mind a bit of snow," Urquhart says.

He uses a corner of his cloak to rub some snow off the dog.

[shreveport_wolf]

"I ain't usually much for snow, but it looks nice out there."

He glances down at the dog with a smile and then up into the sky, trying to judge if he can make it to the stables without getting out of the shadows.

[scots_wolf]

"When there is snow, it's hard to avoid, even if you don't like it," Urquhart points out. "Unless you're from a warm and snowless place."

[shreveport_wolf]

"We don't get much of it in Louisiana."