[It's about all Huvrye can think as he drags himself out of the snowdrift he'd crashed into, because he doesn't have answers for anything else - like, for example, where he is, or how he'd gotten here, or why he'd been falling when he'd definitely been on solid ground the moment before, or how there's snow falling from the sky and not corrupted sludge. He hasn't seen snow in years.]
[Which means this can't be Sestrinn, or anywhere on the continent, and he's...somewhere else. Somehow. Great.]
[He pulls himself out of the snowdrift, arms wrapped around him and wings trailing behind him in the snow, and starts heading towards what looks like lights. He's in his shirtsleeves - no coat or anything - and it doesn't help that his shirt is still soaked through with corruption and blood and just making the whole 'being cold' thing worse. He doesn't call out for help - he doesn't know if there's people out there, or predators, or anything - but there's lights, and he's going to at least try. It beats being stuck outside.]
[That'll change if he sees someone, and there'll be a few seconds of wary observation before he calls out.]
Where are we?
2. Gridlock Christmas
[He'd been welcomed inside someone's home. A woman and a child (with round ears and no wings but he's not about to ask right now, there are more important things to worry about) had looked him over with curiosity, then something he still can't quite believe might have been sympathy, before opening the door fully and beckoning him in and offering him something hot to drink. He'd been halfway through the drink and just starting to feel warm when the girl - who'd already asked him if he was an angel and if he was magic - piped up again. "Did you see Pa out there?"]
[And that's how he winds up back outside, voluntarily this time, with a borrowed coat that doesn't quite fit and a description of a man and a car. The car is slid up against a wall in a way that suggests collision and already half-buried in a snowdrift; the man inside is unconscious but still breathing. He can lift the car, or he can open the door, but he can't do both at the same time, so it's a good thing someone else is walking by. He waves at them, then gestures to the car.]
I can get the car out if you can get the guy out of it. Deal?
3. Christmas Wrapping (Wildcard)
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Huvrye | Broken | OTA
[It.]
[Is.]
[Cold.]
[It's about all Huvrye can think as he drags himself out of the snowdrift he'd crashed into, because he doesn't have answers for anything else - like, for example, where he is, or how he'd gotten here, or why he'd been falling when he'd definitely been on solid ground the moment before, or how there's snow falling from the sky and not corrupted sludge. He hasn't seen snow in years.]
[Which means this can't be Sestrinn, or anywhere on the continent, and he's...somewhere else. Somehow. Great.]
[He pulls himself out of the snowdrift, arms wrapped around him and wings trailing behind him in the snow, and starts heading towards what looks like lights. He's in his shirtsleeves - no coat or anything - and it doesn't help that his shirt is still soaked through with corruption and blood and just making the whole 'being cold' thing worse. He doesn't call out for help - he doesn't know if there's people out there, or predators, or anything - but there's lights, and he's going to at least try. It beats being stuck outside.]
[That'll change if he sees someone, and there'll be a few seconds of wary observation before he calls out.]
Where are we?
2. Gridlock Christmas
[He'd been welcomed inside someone's home. A woman and a child (with round ears and no wings but he's not about to ask right now, there are more important things to worry about) had looked him over with curiosity, then something he still can't quite believe might have been sympathy, before opening the door fully and beckoning him in and offering him something hot to drink. He'd been halfway through the drink and just starting to feel warm when the girl - who'd already asked him if he was an angel and if he was magic - piped up again. "Did you see Pa out there?"]
[And that's how he winds up back outside, voluntarily this time, with a borrowed coat that doesn't quite fit and a description of a man and a car. The car is slid up against a wall in a way that suggests collision and already half-buried in a snowdrift; the man inside is unconscious but still breathing. He can lift the car, or he can open the door, but he can't do both at the same time, so it's a good thing someone else is walking by. He waves at them, then gestures to the car.]
I can get the car out if you can get the guy out of it. Deal?
3. Christmas Wrapping (Wildcard)
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