= 03 = [Commentlog]

[officerwhiskers]

[At first, the snow was fine. Then it just became cold. Added with that darkness scenario and the keep is feeling pretty darn uncomfortable for Freckle

Comments

[eyebeam_envy]

[...Scott doesn't often see mutations this extreme or adorable. That, along with individual's similar fashion sense, prompt him to offer his company.]

Hello there.

[officerwhiskers]

[He turns his attention to this stranger, stopping himself from taking another bite until he nods a hello.]

Uh, hi.

[Calvin stares back down at his sandwich, blinking awkwardly.]

Pretty cold weather, huh?

[eyebeam_envy]

Yeah. It was nice of... whoever-it-was to send out sweaters.

[Scott's own sweater is a little obscured by his cardigan.]

I'm Scott Summers

[officerwhiskers]

Yeah! It's my size and everything.

[He smiles, taking another bite out of his sandwich and saying the next bit sounding a bit muffled.]

I'm Calvin McMurray. Are you from the same Earth all of the humans are from or some different Earth?

[willruleitall]

[When Veronica first approached the bonfire, she didn't quite register Freckles immediately. But when she does, she can't quite help the incredulous look that's on her face when she leans over to look at him.]

The hell?

[officerwhiskers]

[Freckle's ear perked up, turning his attention towards yet another unfamiliar face.]

Huh? Oh.

[She must be staring at his ridiculously festive red and green sweater.]

Yeah, it's kinda silly but the only warm clothes I have.

[He's just going to focus on the fire now. A lil' embarrassed at his choice of fashion now.]

[willruleitall]

[Veronica rolls her eyes. She makes her way around the bonfire to crouch next to Freckles.]

I'm not looking at your sweater, kitty cat. I'm looking at you. I've never seen anything like you before.

[officerwhiskers]

[He double-takes from his sandwich back to Veronica.]

Oh! Yeah, I get that a lot for some reason. People say we're from different worlds, or somethin' but I don't know why there are so many humans and so little cats. Doesn't seem too fair...

[needsnobottle]

[Tammy was coming in from her errands. She'd spotted Calvin sitting in front of the fire and started to approach...but then her stomach had growled. So she made a quick detour to the kitchen, shoved an apple into her bag, poured two glasses of milk, and headed back to the fire.

She dropped her backpack down next to him before taking a seat beside him, offering him one of the glasses.]

Figured you might be thirsty, and here's hoping my assumption doesn't make an ass of me.

[Smile, Calvin, it's a joke.]

[officerwhiskers]

Hi, Tammy. Oh, thanks! Yeah, I forgot my drink and was actually going to go back for one.

[He reaches to take the glass from her, setting his half-eaten sandwich down on one leg while he takes a drink.]

Hows your day been?

[needsnobottle]

You're welcome. [She takes a sip of her drink, pulling out her apple and biting into it as if she hasn't eaten in a long time.]

It's been okay. Just out looking for stuff. How about you?