-[ 18:22.23 ]- -( zoofman ): You notice two things!
-[ 18:22.58 ]- -( zoofman ): First, Mei Lein's out again, but not particularly doing anything important. You can see her out the front door trying to make a snowman. :D
-[ 18:23.07 ]- -( zoofman ): ...But the snow melts as she touches it so it's not working very well :<
-[ 18:23.29 ]- -( zoofman ): The second thing is you feel a prescence, a tug, from a nearby wall.
-[ 19:20.51 ]- -( Syl_ ): As Zeid and the teams leave, Syl approaches the snowman and Mei Lien, looking over the two.
-[ 19:21.29 ]- -( Syl_ ): After a few moments, she kneels down, scooping up two handfuls of snow with a slight, but warm smile.
-[ 19:21.35 ]- -( Syl_ ): "Here. Let me help you with that."
-[ 19:21.57 ]- -( zoofman ): Well she's been trying, damn it. She's got the base done by persistence alone, but anything beyond that is hard to do without melting it. :<
-[ 19:22.12 ]- -( zoofman ): She smiles brightly as Syl arrives to help :D
-[ 19:22.44 ]- -( Syl_ ): The samurai handles the more detailed work, taking instructions occasionally for the final product.
-[ 19:25.51 ]- -( zoofman ): The snowman looks about what Syl would expect by end product. Little rocks for eyes, nose, mouth. Sticks for the arms. Mei Lein runs around it excitedly a bit before hugging Syl. Being only a child, it's more like wrapping arms around her legs. As she does, the spirit fades again from her physical manifestation.
-[ 19:26.45 ]- - Syl_ smiles, taking a moment to appreciate the final work. Sometimes, it was best to simply be like a child.