[ yeah, where is his chocobo, anyway?? Warm in the stable, of course. Sometimes, he's too stubborn to drag out, and D'nalah is too lazy to expend the extra energy to even attempt it. It'd be snowing in Coerthas, sure, but isn't it always? Nothing he couldn't handle. It wasn't that long of a walk to Camp Dragonhead, and Miqo'te are fast - he was sure it'd be fine. Even though he hates the cold. Even though it's actually pretty hard to go fast in the snow. Even though he forgot to eat breakfast this morning...!
It wasn't fine. One nasty tousle with a stray biast later, he's pretty sure he's going to die right here, in this stupid pile of dumb snow, with zero girls, gil, or glory. Weirdly, he feels more annoyed about it than scared - maybe because he's faced death plenty of times already. The novelty's worn off. He just wished it would hurry up; the cold is supremely unpleasant to a desert cat, to put it plainly. Luckily, it seems his wish will be granted soon, seeing as he's starting to hear things...
Wait. He's not hearing things. There's a girl out there.
Immediately, all his cool-guy preparation for death vanishes, and he springs to life. Kind of. He jerks his head up and reaches his arms out towards his new savior. ]
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It wasn't fine. One nasty tousle with a stray biast later, he's pretty sure he's going to die right here, in this stupid pile of dumb snow, with zero girls, gil, or glory. Weirdly, he feels more annoyed about it than scared - maybe because he's faced death plenty of times already. The novelty's worn off. He just wished it would hurry up; the cold is supremely unpleasant to a desert cat, to put it plainly. Luckily, it seems his wish will be granted soon, seeing as he's starting to hear things...
Wait. He's not hearing things. There's a girl out there.
Immediately, all his cool-guy preparation for death vanishes, and he springs to life. Kind of. He jerks his head up and reaches his arms out towards his new savior. ]
-- h-hey! You! Lady!