[ pestering lucien is one of nodd's pastimes at this point. he sees a flash of purple, he slithers over. an appraising glance at the other's clothing.
nodd opted for a high-collared, navy peacoat, which he wears partially open like a real canadian guy used to cold temperatures. his hair has visibly grown to floor-length, although at present it is tied in a braid, tucked in his belt. he wears the portable skis (in boot mode) from scrap's. ]
Do you want my mittens? I wasn't wearing them anyway.
[ pulling his hands out of his pockets. he has gloves on, though they are fingerless. ]
I can handle the cold. Spent plenty of time in Eiselcross. Was only hoping that leaving that Plane for distant destinations might mean more choices. Maybe something tropical to experience before we get our skulls hammered in.
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nodd opted for a high-collared, navy peacoat, which he wears partially open like a real
canadianguy used to cold temperatures. his hair has visibly grown to floor-length, although at present it is tied in a braid, tucked in his belt. he wears the portable skis (in boot mode) from scrap's. ]Do you want my mittens? I wasn't wearing them anyway.
[ waves them lightly]
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I can handle the cold. Spent plenty of time in Eiselcross. Was only hoping that leaving that Plane for distant destinations might mean more choices. Maybe something tropical to experience before we get our skulls hammered in.
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If only our dear bosses were taking requests.
[ a straight face. ]
You know... it'd be hard to hammer yours. The horns and all.
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... Right.
[ running a hand over a horn, like he's considering the protective capabilities. ]
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[ if given half a chance, will grasp lucien's shoulder and give it a firm shake. ]
Let's find you something fun to use that voucher on.