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phantasmalrift2019-01-23 08:45 pm
misplacedxsheath) wrote in phantasmalrift2019-01-23 08:45 pm
Happiest Time of the Year?
Who: Margulis, OPEN
What: The suffering of a fire user in winter.
When: Varies by prompt
Where: Mostly indoors, except for once...
Warnings: Nothing expected unless people poke at backstory. Mmmmmaybe violence in the form of sparring?
[Cabin Fever] (1/9-1/19)
[Going into the mountain was, honestly, a poor life choice on Margulis' part. The cold had worn on him, and left him sore and scarce for days as he recovered. Even now, the harsh weather makes it painful to go out and forcibly limits his training to the gym.
For someone like Margulis, this is a problem. As the weather grows colder, he gets more impatient. He can't use fire indoors, so his practice in the gym is swordplay and martial arts only...and increasingly frequent, to the point where people might wonder how he isn't wearing himself out. The library, usually when he's at his calmest, sees him tense and restless, tapping the fingertips of his clawed gloves against the table or shifting in place. A couple times, he even ends up taking over one of the kitchens to make curry so spicy it might make people's eyes water just from smelling it.
Winter is really not his favorite time of year.]
[Bah Humbug] (1/20)
[While most people are celebrating the holidays, Margulis...is not. He spends the day of the party in the library, sitting with an even larger pile of books than usual. For once, his usually difficult to read expression is visibly sour, practically glaring at what he's reading. Something, it seems, doesn't sit well with him...]
[One Man Snowplow] (1/31)
[After how bad just the cold was, you'd think Margulis wouldn't even be going to the annex while it's snowing, right? Well, you'd be wrong. With the snow piling up, he's out in a heavy coat and a scarf, creating a path between the station and surrounding buildings. Though, the fact that he's using controlled fire to do so might be helping him tolerate the cold a bit...except when the wind is blowing from the opposite direction.]
What: The suffering of a fire user in winter.
When: Varies by prompt
Where: Mostly indoors, except for once...
Warnings: Nothing expected unless people poke at backstory. Mmmmmaybe violence in the form of sparring?
[Cabin Fever] (1/9-1/19)
[Going into the mountain was, honestly, a poor life choice on Margulis' part. The cold had worn on him, and left him sore and scarce for days as he recovered. Even now, the harsh weather makes it painful to go out and forcibly limits his training to the gym.
For someone like Margulis, this is a problem. As the weather grows colder, he gets more impatient. He can't use fire indoors, so his practice in the gym is swordplay and martial arts only...and increasingly frequent, to the point where people might wonder how he isn't wearing himself out. The library, usually when he's at his calmest, sees him tense and restless, tapping the fingertips of his clawed gloves against the table or shifting in place. A couple times, he even ends up taking over one of the kitchens to make curry so spicy it might make people's eyes water just from smelling it.
Winter is really not his favorite time of year.]
[Bah Humbug] (1/20)
[While most people are celebrating the holidays, Margulis...is not. He spends the day of the party in the library, sitting with an even larger pile of books than usual. For once, his usually difficult to read expression is visibly sour, practically glaring at what he's reading. Something, it seems, doesn't sit well with him...]
[One Man Snowplow] (1/31)
[After how bad just the cold was, you'd think Margulis wouldn't even be going to the annex while it's snowing, right? Well, you'd be wrong. With the snow piling up, he's out in a heavy coat and a scarf, creating a path between the station and surrounding buildings. Though, the fact that he's using controlled fire to do so might be helping him tolerate the cold a bit...except when the wind is blowing from the opposite direction.]
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Whatever it was in the past, it isn't here now. You're safe, I can promise you that.
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Yeah...
[ Swallowing thickly, he holds a blink... and then looks away. ]
... I was six. I've only had that memory back for-... [ quiet 'heh' ] It hasn't even been a year, even if time's never mattered when it comes to my memories.
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[But without the heat from his fire, the cold is starting to bite at his skin...his scar in particular is already turning a painful looking red.]
Let's go inside. You'll likely feel better sitting.
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Yeah... [ lowering his head a little, and then starting that way ] ... Sorry to interrupt your work.
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It was nothing of significance. A way to alleviate frustration from having little to do, more than anything else.
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Not an indoors person, I'm guessing... [ soft 'heh' ] I struggled to come outside when it was warmer. Now... it feels more like Daeseon, even if I have to be careful to keep myself properly covered.
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[And when you're already biologically predisposed to tolerating cold poorly...]
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I suppose that makes sense, given ice could just as easily put a fire out, if melted over a fire, while... fire is capable of melting ice without a problem, under circumstances such as what you demonstrated...
[ He might be pushing it a little just to talk about this. Only a little, at least. ]