part 348 candles in the lighthouse window

[aphanon_meme]

Hey meme! How are you doing? What is up? Do you also have a candle lit in your window for the return of Himaruya? like anon who is a light house wife! I hope he returns from the sea soon, with stories of adventure and sea monsters and the life outside the island. Ah, Himaruya. Safe journeys. Safe... journeys.

Enjoy part 348!

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Re: Situational RP thread

[iceandheather]

[What.]

[Takes off his scarf and hands it to him]

What's a guy like you doin' in a place like this?

Re: Situational RP thread

[greece]

[takes it gratefully and wraps his entire face]

I'm not sure... I believe I lost my way looking for summer...

[or something like that]

Re: Situational RP thread

[iceandheather]

Really.

[He isn't sure if that's a joke or not.]

Ya took a wrong turn. Should've gone farther south.

Re: Situational RP thread

[greece]

[it might be, he's not sure either]

[looks around, though his view is somewhat obstructed by the scarf]

Am I at your house...?

[or maybe farther north, it's too cold for anything south of the north pole]

Re: Situational RP thread

[iceandheather]

Dunno. Was out for a walk at my place, but I ended up here. Don't think we're in Norway any more.

[Gives him a look over]

Won't last long like that, I think.

Re: Situational RP thread

[greece]

[perhaps Norway didn't go south either, which means they might be in Svalbard or worse]

I likely won't...

[but in this weather, it's good to huddle for warmth]

[so he's going to just wrap his arms around Norway and huddle. or cuddle. possibly cuddle, since it comes first in the alphabet and he doesn't have the strength to go further than c]

/internet crapped out, sorry!

[iceandheather]

[Tenses up]

[This is far more contact than he'd like, thanks.]

Hold on.

[Tries to detach Greece from him]

I'm not keen on stayin' here like this, 'n I reckon you ain't either.

S'okay! I might be slow myself. New Years happenings!

[greece]

Alright...

[holds on]

[tightly]

I most certainly am not... I don't suppose you know how to return home...?

[iceandheather]

Well.

[Tries to wiggle out of his grasp. No dice.]

Get to my place eventually if we head back the way I came, I think.

[...]

I'll lend ya' my coat if you let go.

[greece]

[considers it]

This may be better... we both stay warm. Which way did you come from...?

[maintains his hold]

[iceandheather]

[Goddamnitsonova-]

Thattaway.

[Nods vaguely toward the direction he came from, or at least the direction he thinks he came from; whatever magic got him lost is strange business.]

How's that sound, then.

[greece]

Is it far...?

[lifts Norway up and half snuggles/half carries as he begins the journey back the way they came]

I'm not certain I can walk for too long...

[his legs feel frozen]

[iceandheather]

[This isn't quite what he had in mind, but at least they're moving.]

[Even if Greece is clinging to him like a security blanket.]

Ain't that far. We'll have to stick with it 'less you know someplace closer.

[greece]

[shakes his head, at the same time burrowing his face deeper into that scarf]

I certainly hope we're heading the right way...

[since it's dark and foggy and he can barely see any landmarks in front of him to direct his way]

[iceandheather]

Come off it. You'll be fine.

[But it is dark and foggy, and the meme hardly makes things better.]

[Though-]

[Closes his eyes for a second. Is that troll he smells?]

... Don't worry about it, anyhow. We're going the right way.

[greece]

[it'd better not be! he's not designed to battle trolls!]

[he's not 100% convinced, and the darkness has him slightly jumpy]

I'm worried. I don't see anything to indicate we're headed in the correct direction...

[his hold might be getting a bit tighter as well with the building worry]

[iceandheather]

[No need for that! Trolls are friends! Toward Norway, anyway.]

Is that right.

[Squirms a little. Watch it.]

How would you know what the way to my house looks like.

[greece]

[well then it's a good thing he has a Norway with him]

Hn. Correction: I don't see anything to indicate we're headed in any direction...

[it's all a foggy mess to him, maybe Norway can see through all this? special eye powers? what do you see with your special eyes, Norway?]

...do you require anything for your eyes?

[iceandheather]

[... Wh-]

I don't wear glasses, if that's what you're askin'.

[There's a shadow looming up out of the fog. It might be a house. Norway nods toward it.]

There. Found it. Or someplace, anyhow.

[greece]

I see it. You should perhaps get some.

[glasses, he means]

[and since they're close enough, he goes ahead and sets Norway down]

Come on...

[starts quickly power-walking towards the ominously looming shadow]

[iceandheather]

[Is that a dig at his eyesight? Or his navigation abilities?]

Could say the same for yourself.

[But he's just glad that Greece let go of him.]

[It is his house, not quite so ominous when they get closer. He fishes for his keys, and when they reach the door, lets them both in.]

Coffee?

[Will you want some, he means. Because he could do with it after this.]

[greece]

[in a moment, he's busy shaking all the little bits of frozen off of himself]

Where...?

[looks around, now he can use coffee]

[iceandheather]

This way.

[Slips off his shoes, hangs up his coat, and heads into the kitchen, where he sets to opening cupboards and sifting through things so he can put on the coffee.]

Could do with some myself, after that business. Ain't in the habit of pickin' up freezing southerners on my walks, understand.

[greece]

[he'll just keep his jacket on, as well as the scarf, for now]

[though he'll comply with removing his shoes before following]

I understand... I'm certainly not in the habit of freezing myself...

[he's feeling a lot more lighthearted now that he's out of the cold and in a safe place]

I don't believe I've been to your house in a while...

[don't mind him, he's just going to start exploring curiously now]

Bedtime for me, can pick up tomorrow if desired o/

[iceandheather]

[Pauses, glancing toward him, raising an eyebrow when he sees that Greece is still wearing his jacket. Still that cold, are you?]

... No. I don't think you have.

[Then looks back to what he's doing.]

Hasn't been occasion for it. Has there.