PMS 24

	<Halifax>	[Camp is cold this morning. The skies are white. And word is Ellisa is in charge.
	<Halifax>	[The captain has taken sick leave for the day and everyone has been given the day off. Though what you could possibly do in the middle of nowhere on a day off is news to you.
	<Halifax>	[It is a simple cold morning.]
	* Ellisa	scratches her head...
	* [Rut]Allison	stretches, turning out clasped hands overhead. She lets out a long, exasperated sigh.
	* [BNS]Amile	is still sleeping in her tent, using her coat as a blanket
	<[Rut]Allison>	Mmmm... Ah, the life of a humble traveler...
	* [Par]Evone	shivers with a grimace as she exists her tent, "I've learned to hate travel."
	<Ellisa>	Well, now that capt'n's gone to town what d'yall wanna do?
	<[Par]Evone>	"I duno. Wiffout her aroun' all mah defalt plans are nil."
	* [Rut]Allison	cringes internally at Evone's speech.
	* [BNS]Amile	continues to snooze peacefully...
	<[Par]Evone>	"Wot did we do las' time sumin like this happeind?"
	* Ellisa	thinks.
	<Ellisa>	This is the first time something's ever happened to capt'n like this.
	<[Par]Evone>	"Really? Huh. Think she'll die?" she muses absently while staring at the sky
	<[Par]Evone>	"Sickness get ye on the inside, don't matta how thick ye skin."
	<Ellisa>	Ain't the problem here, she's got a spirit that'll put these "men" like lil' girls.
	* [Par]Evone	nods, "She's a surviva' I've learned that much."
	* Ellisa	picks up and cleans whatever mess from the encampment.
	* [Rut]Allison	paces about idly.
	<Ellisa>	Girls seen anythin' of worthy notice lately?
	<[Rut]Allison>	Oh, I've seen many, many things. But not "lately", no. Still, something's bound to come up. Great individuals attract great challenges. It makes life interesting.
	<[Par]Evone>	"Well no sense in standin' 'ere. Le's try ta find a town and maybe have sum fun. Fergit 'bout this whole mess."
	<Halifax>	[It start to snow lightly and with the frozen ground, you can guarantee it will stick. Maybe you can make snowmen in a bit?]
	* [BNS]Amile	finally wakes up when a hole in her tent lets snowflakes fall inside
	<[BNS]Amile>	Mnnng
	* [BNS]Amile	wipes her face
	* [Par]Evone	frowns as it starts to snow, "We betta fin' sum shelta."
	<Halifax>	[Wow, this snow can pile up fast up north... It's starting to get up to your knees. Pretty though.]
	<[Rut]Allison>	Hm... fast buildup. Reminds me of the time I spent held for ransom in Greenland (they named it 'green', but don't you believe it.)
	* [Par]Evone	shivers, "Shite! I'm alreadah freezin'!" her legs are bare up to the knees, "Lets git sumwhere warm!"
	* [BNS]Amile	is now fully awake and somewhat perturbed by the accumlation in her tent
	<[Rut]Allison>	It may be too late, dear. Trying to move in snow this heavy is a death sentence.
	<[Par]Evone>	"An stayin' in it ain't?" she continues to shiver
	* [BNS]Amile	pokes her head out of the tent
	<[BNS]Amile>	Hey, what the hell's going on?
	<[Rut]Allison>	For a poor sap like you? Perhaps. But I'm not going to die. And if you play your hand close to mine, maybe you won't either.
	* [BNS]Amile	sees the storm outside
	<[Par]Evone>	"Wot? Spare me tha metafers, please."
	<[Rut]Allison>	I should've known. Fair enough, how about this: make yourself useful. Dig a place for a fire. We'll also need a spare tent, or a sheet, and sticks sturdy enough to support weight when stuck into the ground.
	* [Par]Evone	nods and starts digging out a place for a fire with her hands
	<[Rut]Allison>	We won't have time to gather much wood, at the rate this storm is going. Just enough for a fire, along with the sheets, ought to do it. Do we have any firewood laying about?
	<Ellisa>	Yer tents.
	<[BNS]Amile>	No. Burning the tents is stupid. Check the wagon, we still have plenty of supplies.
	* [Par]Evone	is still digging
	<[Rut]Allison>	That's not what I meant, oh ye of little gray matter.
	* Ellisa	sighs.
	<Ellisa>	Damn yer folks can't take a damn joke.
	* [Par]Evone	slumps over shivering into the snow when she's done digging a hole
	* [Rut]Allison	gathers the necessary materials from the wagon. She sets some firewood in the spot Evone cleared out.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Oh, done already? Hm... not good, not bad. But it'll do.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Ah, while you're down there...
	* [Rut]Allison	draws a dagger and tries to cut a lock of hair from Evone.
	* [BNS]Amile	peers over at Evone
	<[BNS]Amile>	Oh come on. I've /never/ been this far north and I'm not even that cold.
	* [BNS]Amile	pokes her with her foot
	* [Par]Evone	doesn't respond to either of them
	* [Rut]Allison	takes the hair and places it in the center of the new fire pit. She draws a flintlock and ignites it. Then, hammering pin-rings into two trees, she draws a rope between them, draping the sheets and tent over it (and the fire). She pins the ends to the ground with stakes.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Phew... labor like this isn't my thing. But this lean-to should last 'till the snow gets lighter.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Think fast.
	* [Rut]Allison	tosses a stick at Amile.
	<Ellisa>	Well, I dun think we had much of food left so I reckon you folks know how to ration.
	<Halifax>	[The level of the snow seems constant now, but you can tell it is starting to pack firmly You can tell the trees seem to be getting shorter. The wind is starting to be more annoying and the clouds are a menacing gray.]
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	* [BNS]Amile	catches the stick and throws it back at Allison
	<[Rut]Allison>	Ahahaha, oh Ellisa... surely a lesser portion of each of your shares is a trivial stipend to pay in return for your lives-- Ah!
	* [Rut]Allison	is hit by a stick. She glares at Amile.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Of course, just hers would be fine, too. I doubt she's growing any more, anyway.
	<Ellisa>	Keep yer mouth shut or I'll force feed my rations up your ass.
	* [Rut]Allison	sighs.
	<Halifax>	[Sidenote: Meanwhile Emily and Tony build an igloo. Unfortunately, it is only large enough to fit Emily and her stuff. Tony later makes his own shelter as well.]
	<[Rut]Allison>	Alas, a savior goes unthanked and unheard yet again. Such a cruel world...
	<[Par]Evone>	"How long are we going to have to stay here?"
	<[Rut]Allison>	Hm... the sheets weren't meant to fit many under them. It may be a bit... snug. And Emile, that stick was for beating the roof. Don't let snow build up on it too much.
	<Ellisa>	Till the snow stops.
	<[Par]Evone>	"How long could that take?"
	* [BNS]Amile	stares blankly at Allison
	* [BNS]Amile	holds up her hands
	<[BNS]Amile>	Hey, see these? These are called /hands/.
	* [Rut]Allison	sits under the lean-to, by the fire. She crosses her legs, getting comfortable.
	<[BNS]Amile>	They can do lots of useful things, like /pushing/.
	* [BNS]Amile	goes back inside her tent, snuggling up with her coat again, muttering
	<[Rut]Allison>	Yes, yes, I'm certain your digits and opposables make you unique and special, and are excellent tools for wiping the snot from your little nose. Take care not to get frostbite.
	* [Par]Evone	tries to huddle up with someone else in the shelter
	* [Rut]Allison	yawns.
	* [Rut]Allison	is right in the middle, closest to the fire, and taking a bit more than her fair share of space. She continues to issue order nonchalantly with her eyes closed.
	<[Rut]Allison>	--Oh, and someone keep that fire going. The snow might quench it when it melts. Keep tending it until... *yawn*... I say to stop.
	<Ellisa>	Oh shut up, and get your ass going and help us out as well.
	* Ellisa	gets some more firewood and tosses one in.
	* [Par]Evone	utilizes the stationary Allison in her desire for warmth and clings to the crewmate
	<[Rut]Allison>	Hummm... I suppose it -is- a tad chilly... Eh?
	<[Rut]Allison>	Ugh. What are you doing? Get off. You don't wash, I can tell.
	* [Rut]Allison	tries to fend Evone off with her foot.
	* [Par]Evone	growls and fights to keep her proximity, "No, I'm not gonna ta freeze ta death cuz ye espect me ta wash in tha ocean."
	* [BNS]Amile	looks out her tent at the others again...
	* [BNS]Amile	sighs
	<[BNS]Amile>	Hey, you, in here.
	* [BNS]Amile	waves Evone over
	* [Par]Evone	nods and does as requested
	<[Rut]Allison>	Hmph. That thing won't last. It's even got holes in it.
	* [Rut]Allison	grabs Evone by the hem of her clothes.
	<[Par]Evone>	"Ack, wot are ye doin'?"
	<[Rut]Allison>	We~ll, I suppose it wouldn't do if you were buried alive. Sit.
	<Ellisa>	Shut all yer traps and relax around the fire fer the time bein', ya ain't useful if ya tired.
	* [Par]Evone	frowns and sits, "I wuz jus gonna ask her why she wuz in her own tent an not by tha fire."
	<[Rut]Allison>	Hmm... (Damn, I'll start shivering at this rate!...)
	<[Rut]Allison>	Joining us, Ellisa?
	* [Rut]Allison	smiles and pats a spot on the ground next to her, adjusting so there's more room.
	* Ellisa	sighs.
	<Ellisa>	Best we conserve energy for niow.
	<[Par]Evone>	"Tha hell we supposed to do now? We could be here fer days."
	<[Rut]Allison>	However long it takes...
	<[Rut]Allison>	Let's just hope we don't become like -those- people...
	* [Rut]Allison	begins to speak loud enough for Amile to hear from her tent.
	* [BNS]Amile	responds loudly enough for Allison to hear back
	<[BNS]Amile>	What, like that bitch who thought they knew a damn about arctic survival and froze to death after their lean-to got blown over in gale-force winds?
	<Halifax>	[Thunder roars. The snow is now falling in sheets. My goodness. This is a lot of snow.]
	* [Par]Evone	clings to the nearest person when she hears the thunder
	* [Rut]Allison	ignores Amile and pokes the roof of the lean-to with the stick, shaking some snow free.
	* [Rut]Allison	is closest to Evone. This time, she just chuckles when embraced.
	* [BNS]Amile	unlike Allison, allows the snow to pile up on her tent, hoping the snow will insulate her tent in an igloo-type fashion
	* [BNS]Amile	makes sure her tent support is sturdy
	<[Rut]Allison>	Aye, they say there was a family traveling in the snow once, seeking their fortunes in a new home, promised to them by the state. They were caught in a blizzard, and took shelter in an abandoned cabin. But day passed, and the snow built until they could not even open the door.
	<[Rut]Allison>	The ceiling creaked. The windows shuddered under the weight. And, soon enough, their supplies ran thin....
	* [Par]Evone	frowns, she wasn't going to like this story
	<[Rut]Allison>	They say they started with the smallest first. Children, no less.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Hmm... About yea high. Amile's high, I think? Ah, but the details are blurry.
	* [Par]Evone	sighs, "I'm gonna die out 'ere ain't I?" she mutters to herself
	<[Rut]Allison>	It was the mother. Starved mad, she took her iron shears -- once her livelihood; she had been a seamstress -- and... began "working" on the daughter. The father held her legs.
	* [Rut]Allison	draws a line across her leg.
	<Ellisa>	hmm..
	<[Rut]Allison>	First, just at the ankles. "She can live without her feet," they said. They drew the blade across her skin... over and over... through flesh and bone.... until it was free.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Then, the thighs. "She doesn't need legs, right?" they said, and snipped away... little by little... at the still-living girl's limbs.
	<[Par]Evone>	"Well I'll do ye the good favor of makin it quick if I decide to eat ye."
	<[Rut]Allison>	The fingers made an afternoon snack. The arms made supper. At last, they reached the neck...
	* [Rut]Allison	draws a dagger from her belt...
	<[Rut]Allison>	... "Well, you don't need a head, do you..."
	<[Rut]Allison>	... AMILE!
	* [Rut]Allison	flings the knife to embed it in the wall of Amile's tent.
	<[BNS]Amile>	YOU BITCH! YOU BETTER NOT SLEEP TONIGHT!
	* [BNS]Amile	pulls the dagger out and tries to patch the new hole with a knotted wad of cloth
	<[Par]Evone>	"This is hardlah tha time fer bein at eachothah's throats!"
	* Ellisa	laughs.
	<Ellisa>	At least you got humor for ya Allison.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Oh, don't be so crass, Amile~ It was full of holes anyway. That's barely a pin's width. The story's crazy talk, anyway. It goes on, talks about how the parents form a taste for flesh, and never left the region. As if anyone could survive out there. Ha!
	<[Par]Evone>	"Ye should be 'ere by tha fire anyway," she says to Amile
	<[Rut]Allison>	There's also some rot about them going after the little folk, the youngest and sweetest. Can you believe it? Besides, it was all the way-- wait, wait... uh... come to think of it, not far from here?
	<[Par]Evone>	"No wun cud survive in this."
	<[Par]Evone>	"Fer long, at least.:
	<Ellisa>	Ya sayn' we're gonna die here?
	<[Rut]Allison>	What? Oh, no, no. Like I said, they'd only go after the smallest ones. We'd be fine. Oh, how tall were you again, Amile?
	* [Rut]Allison	winks at Ellisa, at an angle that Amile can't see.
	* [BNS]Amile	is ignoring the stupid bitch, not able to see it from INSIDE HER TENT ANYWAY
	<[Rut]Allison>	-If- you believe that sort of thing, anyway.
	* [Par]Evone	frowns, she is rather short
	* Ellisa	sighs as she shivers for a second there.
	* [Rut]Allison	has managed to stay stoic for this far... but she can't keep this up. She reaches around Ellisa's shoulders, pulling her close.
	<Ellisa>	H-hey..
	<Ellisa>	What the hell d'ya think yer doin'?
	<[Rut]Allison>	Hm? What do you think I think I'm doing~? You looked cold. Shy?
	<[Par]Evone>	"Keeping warm," she pulls Ellisa closer to herself, not wanting Allison to have all the warmth
	* Ellisa	sighs half-heartly.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Ehehe... y-you should be thankful. Contrary to popular belief, I wouldn't do this for just anyone, you know.
	* [Rut]Allison	, herself, is thankful that the cold prevents her from blushing.
	<Ellisa>	Right..next you're gonna steal my sack of gold too.
	<[Rut]Allison>	Don't be silly. I took that old thing -last- night.
	<[Par]Evone>	"Yeah well now isn tha time to be picky."
	* [Par]Evone	yawns and closes her eyes
	* [BNS]Amile	huddles up and wraps her coat around her tighter as she settles in to weather the storm, making sure she doesn't start to fall asleep by going over possible plans to assassinate Halifax in her mind...
	* [Rut]Allison	shakes some more snow from the roof again, but her eyelids are getting heavy...
	<Halifax>	[To be continued...]





	<Halifax>	[It's the dead of night and everyone is tired. Trying to stay awake during a blizzard, staying warm and above the snow drains you of all your energy. But as suddenly as it began. The blizzard is gone. Everyone is exhausted but happy that's over.]
	* AbominableSnowMan	is taking a stroll
	* Ellisa	sighs..
	<Ellisa>	About damn time...
	* Evone	wearily looks up at the sky, "Its a miricle! I though' I wuz bein' punished by some preverse cosmic bein'."
	* AbominableSnowMan	walks like a pimp with a branch for a cane.
	* AbominableSnowMan	is known to appear after massive, mentally stressful and/or traumatizing, snow storms.
	* [Tess]Tony	uncurls and looks around, cautious though it looks like the bad weather's passed.
	<Ellisa>	... no god damn way..
	* Ellisa	squints to see a moving white ...SNOWMAN!?
	* Evone	narrows her eyes, "Iz tha sumwun comin' our way?"
	* [Tess]Tony	ambles out of his tent, noticing the others look nervous about something.
	* AbominableSnowMan	is growling/singing some upbeat melody. It's pretty up tempo. He skips every so often.
	<Ellisa>	Hey... do guys see that... thing?
	<AbominableSnowMan>	GraoOo~? GraOo~?
	<Evone>	"Yeah, who culd be singin in a shite hole like this?"
	* AbominableSnowMan	continues to pass by on the horizon. Taking no notice of your camp, he continues on his way... He'll be out of sight soon enough...
	* [Tess]Tony	takes a look in the direction of interest, squinting to see more clearly.
	<[Tess]Tony>	...Should we do anything about that?
	<Evone>	"Doez it look like there's anything o' worth on em?"
	<Ellisa>	Doubt it...
	<Evone>	"Then fergit it. We got enuff trouble."
	<Ellisa>	Doesn't hurt to catch it and see that thing in person at the least.
	<[Tess]Tony>	Whoever it is... looks rather solid. How are you feeling?
	* Ellisa	limbers up...
	<Ellisa>	hmm.. I'm fine.. just a bit cold.
	* AbominableSnowMan	seems to be... Turning? Well he still seems to be walking on the horizon. Is he circling the camp?
	<Evone>	"Oi, I've been a hell o' lot bettah."
	<Ellisa>	...y'see that?...what's.. it doin'?
	<[Tess]Tony>	Whoever that is, we might need a talk.
	<Evone>	"Anywun feel like talkin then?"
	<[Tess]Tony>	If you do not like that idea, you can warm yourself up and make some arguments with your hands.
	* Ellisa	smirks.
	<Ellisa>	That's the spirit Tony... now.. lets go catch that damn thing.
	<Evone>	"Well I am hungry."
	<AbominableSnowMan>	GraoOo~? GraOo~?
	* AbominableSnowMan	's song is actually kinda repetitive. It's starting to get annoying...
	* Ellisa	begins gets up and begins to trail it..
	* [Tess]Tony	stretches and follows Ellisa, moving around as he goes to warm up.
	* Evone	shrugs and follows
	<Ellisa>	Ugh... now I gota new reason to stop that thing.. its damn singing is driving me nuts.
	<Evone>	"I've 'eard worse.:
	* AbominableSnowMan	begins singing worse...
	<Ellisa>	Aghh...
	<[Tess]Tony>	Perhaps so, but it is still quite grinding.
	* [Tess]Tony	covers his ears lightly but keeps focused.
	* AbominableSnowMan	his walking/skipping becomes fairly elaborate. Like singing in the rain, but instead it's singing after the snow. He tries to hit a high note and the howl is unearthly.
	<AbominableSnowMan>	gGgGgGgRrraAAaaaAAaOOOOOOO!!~?
	<Evone>	"Oi! Shut up ya banshee!" she yells nearly out of instinct when the high note is hit
	* AbominableSnowMan	ignores everything else. Haters gonna hate.~
	<[Tess]Tony>	Ggh! Corista de mierda...
	* Evone	moves forward to blackjack the thing with her cludgel
	* Evone	huffs as she tries to trudge through the snow with her numb feet, "I swear I've musta angered sum greata powah with..." she grumbles
	<Ellisa>	God damn! Shut your damn trap you accursed monster!
	* Ellisa	yells.
	* AbominableSnowMan	probably thinks you're trying to harmonize with 'im. He matches his growl to your yell in pitch... kinda
	<AbominableSnowMan>	Graoooooooo- graoooo-?
	* AbominableSnowMan	starts hitting the baseline.
	* Ellisa	picks up a large, sharp rock and chucks while yelling.
	<Ellisa>	SHUT THE FUCK UP!!
	* AbominableSnowMan	is hit and runs away. He leaves sight....
	<AbominableSnowMan>	GraoOo~? GraOo~?
	<Ellisa>	Oh hell no.. you're not getting away after that!...
	<AbominableSnowMan>	GraoOo~? GraOo~?
	* Ellisa	makes chase after it.
	<Evone>	"Shite... huff..." Evone tries to keep up
	<[Tess]Tony>	Quite a day, it seems.
	* [Tess]Tony	runs after Ellisa, going alongside Evone.
	* AbominableSnowMan	is like some kind of giant furry Jony Landy. What the hell.
	<Ellisa>	..the fucking thing's fast as hell..
	* [Tess]Tony	just continues after Ellisa, keeping quiet.
	* AbominableSnowMan	runs a lap around those chasing him and then disappears into the distance. All hope of catching him lost as strong winds erase his big ass footprints. You can't even hear his "singing" anymore.
	<Ellisa>	....god damn it.
	* [Tess]Tony	gradually slows to a stop and takes a look around to ensure he knows where they are, keeping Ellisa in sight as he does so.
	* Ellisa	sigh.
	<Ellisa>	I'll get that damn thing next time..
	* Ellisa	turns back to Tony..
	<Ellisa>	Cmon.. lets go back before we lose our way.
	* [Tess]Tony	nods, starting to walk back. He gives Ellisa a comforting pat on the shoulder as he goes.
	<Ellisa>	What.. was that thing anyway?...
	* Ellisa	thinks.
	<[Tess]Tony>	I do not think I have seen anything like it, myself...
	<[Tess]Tony>	I have heard things, but I am inclined to believe most of that is hearsay. What do you make of this?
	<Ellisa>	I heard tales of a white beast... but...
	* Ellisa	shakes her head...
	<Ellisa>	I'm thinking too much... the camp is nearby now.. lets go.
	<Halifax>	[End Session]