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[emperor_cowboy]

[So there you go Mayfield.... you have Hol Horse in a mood that he does not quite understand. He's been far too much of a hermit... even to his own "family"! In fact, the fellow goes to work without so much as a word, and comes home... and spends as much time alone as he can.

Is he plotting? Is he upset? One can't really say, no one's really confronted him about it.

So today, one can find him, sitting on the curb of the street in front of his house, smoking a cigarette... feel free to talk to him, or calmly pass on by should you come across the fellow.]

Comments

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Not!son spots you on his way home from the rec center today. He hasn't seen much of you.]

Hi there, Hol. How have you been?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[You know, for your sake, he's going to pretend nothing is bothering him at all.]

Hey!... guess one would say I'm doin' alright.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah, good. I haven't seen you around much lately, so I was hoping so. Enjoying the cold weather then?

[Not!mom's having a tough time adjusting, after all. Not that Crowe could blame anyone for having a hard time here.]

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head and takes another drag.]

Cold doesn't agree with me... so I need some whiskey.

[... have another drag of the cigarette.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

I prefer it warm, but... the snow is nice. Even if it was all so sudden. Sort of makes things seem a little more peaceful, I think.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Peaceful?

...

How can anyone find snow... peaceful?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ha, well, it sort of quiets everything down. Muffles sound.... plus everyone tends to hide inside away from it. Although here, there's a lot of people out playing in it. I'd bet it's new to a lot of people here.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

... it makes a mess when it warms up. It's cold.


It also makes smoking a pain in the ass.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

That's true... guess we should enjoy it while it lasts, then.

Ah, I suppose that would be true. It has gotten cold out awfully fast, yeah?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Never was a fan of winter. Don't think this place is gonna chance my opinion anytime soon.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta leans heavily on her cane as she walks along, carefully picking her way along the sidewalk. Though it's been shovelled, she's still exceptionally careful--with her bad leg, a fall is Very Bad News. She spots the man sitting on the kerb and nods politely to him as she passes.]

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[Since this person says nothing... he outright ignores her.]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-And then a girl trotted up on a white horse.-

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[This does grab his attention... and he glances up. This was new.]

Ah... hello!

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-She peers on over at him-

Hello!

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head and takes the time to exhale his msoke elsewhere.]

... Name's Hol Horse. ... and you?

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

... Wait, that's really your name? -How odd...-

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Eh? Well.. yeah.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

... OH! Sorry! That was probably rude of me to say!

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Not a problem, now... might I catch yer name?

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Name's Virginia Maxwell, sir. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Virginia... hm! That's a rather pretty name ya got there.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

I thank you kindly, sir.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He seems momentarily thoughtful.]

Now then, why don't ya get yerself back indoors where it's far warmer than out here? Am sure yer animal there would agree with it.

[... Where... did she even get a horse?]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

That's awfully kind of you to offer, sir, but Quicksilver and I are used to the chill. Maybe not the snow, but definitely the cold.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

[Zevran's slowly starting to resume a more sociable routine again, so today finds him out and walking around. Still in nothing but his armor, which doesn't offer the best winter coverage...but he tromped around the Frostback Mountains like this, so he can take it. He's not exactly enjoying it, but he can take it. And he'll be damned if he doesn't fully enjoy the armor so recently returned to him.

He does pause when he spots the man sitting silently on the curb. It's strange to see someone just sitting outside doing nothing on a day as cold as this. But more than that, there's something about his demeanor...Zevran feels a twinge of inexplicable camaraderie. It's enough to make him speak up, anyway.] Why sit out here in the cold, my friend?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[Hol was far too interested in his cigarette to pay too much attention to the cold... well to a point. He was nearly done and flicked it to the street. Yet being done with his little death stick, he actually started up a new one.

...

That's when he noticed the newcomer.]

Hm? I'm smoking... and "friend"? Sorry but can't say I know ya that well, stranger.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

As I don't yet know your name, 'friend' will have to do for now. [Zevran grins.] Consider it optimism, if you like.

Still, it is a cold place for a smoke. And you seem quite distracted in any case.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He considered the words of optimism for a moment, before taking another drag.]

Alrighty. The name's Hol Horse, and the only reason I'm sittin' out here is the smoke would stink up the house.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

[Zevran crouches down a bit, quirking an eyebrow at the unusual name.] I see...well, my name is Zevran. Zev, to my friends. [There's that optimism again~] And that may explain the location, but you haven't explained the distraction.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He can only chuckle as he glances over towards this fellow. Shaking his head he takes another inhale of smoke before casually puffing it off to the side.]

Zevren, eh? Ya really think I'm distracted? Quite the assumption I must say.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

You might say that I recognize the look. Come now, what possible harm could come of telling me?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He was never one to brood too long, he may just be stressed with actually having to stay in one spot too long. It's hard to say!]

Well, ya might say I'm one of the lone ranger types. This home life thing is gettin' to me.

[He's going to finish that cigarette now.]