awashlogs | Event Fourteen.

Roses bloom and cease to be,
But we shall the Christ-child see.

t's very, very cold. It's cold enough that you'll see your breath fog in the air before you, that goosebumps appear on your arms and legs and a chill goes up your spine. You're inside, in a huge palace with sweeping arches and rooms, but it's no real shelter from the cold -- it's just as cold inside as out.

There's a throne room, a kitchen, various rooms and even a dungeon to be explored -- and outside, a frigid, frozen garden, a lake that's naturally frozen over, and miles, and miles of snow as far as the eye can see.

But be careful while you explore. The snowflake soldiers are naturally dangerous, but even more dangerous than that...there's that creeping sensation of numbness going up your arm, a pang through your chest, and the slow, slow freezing from the inside out.

Try not to leave any of your friends behind, okay? Even if they might look a bit too uncannily like some of the statues hanging around for decoration when they're frozen over.

Welcome to Awash's fourteenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs for this event, but please keep in mind the lack of laptop function during this event when it comes to forum posts!

If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[Nyx breathes out a sigh as he comes across the troll crashed out in the hall. This area has been clear for awhile, the combination of Vriska's assault and their regular patrols doing a decent enough job keeping the knights out of part of this castle, but the sight of her shivering against the endless planes of ice make the exhaustion in his own limbs all the more prominent.]

Here, Chocobob.

[He gestures back to his mount, whistling softly to catch the bird's attention so she'd catch up.]

Need you to do me a favor, girl. Right over here.

[Careful not to disturb Vriska, Nyx guides his chocobo to lay down next to her. Chocobob qwarks, nestling down to share her warmth and Nyx rubs her beak fondly.]

We're gonna sit for a little while, okay? Catch our breath.

[He lets himself crumple on the other side of the bird, leaning against her sturdy frame to stave off some of the chill himself.]

[ Despite her bone-deep exhaustion, Vriska isn't sleeping all that deeply. The dead sleep restlessly, and it takes little to rouse this ghost. Some combination of the sounds, the movement, and the sudden warmth get her to stir, and only a moment after Nyx sits down Vriska will pick up her head.

And see that there is suddenly an enormous yellow bird curled up beside her. ]

Holy shit, it's a chocobo. [ is she still sleeping. when did this get here. oh man it's warm, can she stay here for a while.

gently, trying not to scare the poor thing, she'll lean into the chocobo's feathers to try and peer at whoever is on the other side. ]

[How she got here is probably the question of the hour, since he hasn’t seen any of the others since he woke up, but he’s grateful for it. Professional heatpad, chocobos, and great pillows, to boot.

Chocobob quarks softly at her, but doesn’t seem very disturbed. She just adjusts her wings and preens a few feathers.

Nyx had closed his eyes, but sleep isn’t something he expects to happen. Even with Chocobob he’s still colder than he’d like, and has his hands tucked into his armpits when he notices her Vriska peeking over at him. He smiles.]

Didn’t mean to wake you up. Figured we could help out for a bit.

[ Nyx gets a look, and then the chocobo does. Vriska looks between them once or twice more, then huffs and settles gratefully into the big bird's feathers. ]

It's okay. Actually, I'm glad you did. It may come as a shock, but I am actually not a huge fan of passing out all over the place! [ a beat, and: ] How the hell did you end up here with a chocobo?

Understandable. Passing out is usually unpleasant.

[He huffs out a breath, pulling his knees closer to his chest.]

She was in Chroma waiting for me when I arrived, and for some reason she was here at the castle when I woke up. Probably keeping me from becoming an icicle. No idea how in both cases, but I’m not complaining about the good fortune. It would be really hard to survive when your muscles are frozen.

[Then his own pause.] Did you meet one of the other chocobos in town?

Go figure. Sounds like you got pretty lucky! Or maybe the chocobo got unlucky, haha.

[ She tilts her head back to peer at him again, and there's a little smile on her face. ]

Prompto drew me a picture, actually.

[Mentioning the younger man earned a broad grin. Prompto really goes a long way to share things with people, doesn’t he?

You know, sometimes the results feel like the same either way.

Glad I got to show you the live version, at any rate. Just a little better than a drawing.

Seeing the real thing is definitely worth it. [ her smile warms. were she less conscious of her image she would probably hug the chocobo. just because it's warm, of course. not because it's cute. ]

He told me there's like, a jingle? He told me he'd sing it for me when he is a little less depressingly colorless.

Yeah. Not sure entirely how it goes but...

[He doesn’t know the words but *everyone* knows the tune if they’ve ever been into chocobos. Humming the first several chords, Nyx conducts the air with one hand, momentarily focused on remembering the right news.]

[ Okay, that makes her laugh a little. ]

Clearly this is grounds for a duet!

[It makes him laugh too, and Nyx sits up a little more to look at her properly.]

Why stop at two? We could start a choir.

Haha! Please tell me Ignis would be part of it. I haven't even met him in person and I can tell it would be hilarious.

[ she calls him professor. he's just that kind of guy. ]

[Professor. That's adorable. It's a good thing Nyx doesn't know that part, he might pick it up to tease the other man.]

Does Ignis even sing? I feel like he'd just....conduct it or something. Make sure everyone else is precise and focused.

That sounds like him. [ again, she's never met ignis in person, so please take this affected, haughty tone she puts on to mimic him with a grain of salt: ] "Oh no, I couldn't possibly sing, it's not possible for the king's chamberlain!"

[ look... ]

He'd probably do a great job at organizing, to be fair.

[He's going to look at the man later and be unable to stop himself from chuckling, he can already tell. RIP Ignis's carefully groomed image.]

Oh, there's no doubt of that. You give him a task and the right motivation to get it done and he'll have it whipped into pristine shape faster than you can invite the guests. The benefits of maintaining the day-to-day life of royalty? Jury's still out on that one. It's just as likely that he was just born with it.

Event Fourteen.

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“The right news” omg. You can tell I wasn’t awake xD

omg. honestly... i didn't even notice IT'S ALL GOOD

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