[001] -- first level.

[kinbound]

[...it's snowing.

there is a white-haired boy of no older than ten looking a little dazedly up at the sky with a frown furrowing his brow... one of sincere confusion. these are clouds... and THIS is...]

Snow?

[it's an absent murmur; once his initial shock wears off as the little flakes fall to melt on his skin -- he hadn't seen real snow before

Comments

[smellyoudie]

[Human wrigglers! These are actually the youngest people she's seen yet, in the city, and it's interesting that they smell so incredibly alike. Not alike-alike the way John and Jade or Dave and Rose smell a little alike, but not near mirror blurs of color in her senses.]

Human grubs sure are weird!

1/2 Abel will be replying with 2/2 :3

[kinbinding]

...Human grubs?

[They've been called a lot of things in their short lives, but human grubs is not one of them.]

2/2!

[kinbound]

[ahaha... ha. no way. what the hell is she even--

he turns around to look for who said that, and... arches a brow.

whoa.]

...

[smellyoudie]

[Yeah she looks pretty strange, it's true! Candy corn horns and grey skin and big sharp teeth and weird red eyes.]

Yes, when you look even more like hairless monkeys than you usually do! But I know you aren't actually grubs. That would be silly.

Hope you don't mind late tags?

[makaracles]

Whoa, you motherfuckers sure are short. [crouching down to peer at them with wide, spacey eyes]

late tags are the best thing ever /grabby hands -- 1/2, abel will reply with 2/2

[kinbinding]

[Cain jolts a little when this... thing crouches in front of them, instinctively moving closer to his mirror image.]

...That's because we're ten.