[ the sound of wind and crunching can be heard as the dreamberry is moved around and its owner walks. there's a faint murmur that resembles a voice, but if it wasn't clear before, it is in a few moments when the voice becomes much louder. ]
-STUPID PIECE OF
SHIT! TAKE ME BACK HOME! HELLO?! DID YOU HEAR ME?! I'M FREEZING MY ASS OFF, DAMN IT!
[ a pause where only heavy breathing and snow-crunching can be heard. and then- ] THIS ISN'T A FUNNY JOKE, GUYS! GIVE ME A JACKET IF YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE ME STRANDED SOMEWHERE. YOU WON'T BE LAUGHING WHEN YOUR BEST FIGHTER TURNS INTO AN ICICLE!
[ another pause, then the voice returns and sounds a little more desperate as the sound of wind grows a bit louder for a moment. ]
OI, I'M SERIOUS-IT'S REALLY FUCKING COLD!
(( ooc; my html skills know no boundaries guess who's breaking your eardrums. yep. this guy. who also is really hating the fact that his outfit is just a white tanktop thing with an innefective scarf and pants. and it's not quite windy but random gusts really do suck in freezing temps... & sorry for the large profanity HAHA ))