Looma Red Wind (Four-Armed Force of Nature) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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rekindleme2013-08-25 09:58 pm
tough_love) wrote in rekindleme2013-08-25 09:58 pm
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It's my problem, it's my problem
Who: Princess Looma Red Wind and YOU!
Where: Districts 1-3
When: Midday
Summary: Looma's freezing, but decides to go exploring anyway. BECAUSE SHUT UP, SHE CAN TOUGH IT OUT.
Warnings: Once she figures out how to warm up, she probably won't bother asking for permission before just grabbing people to feel warm.
[Anyone out and about today would see the unusual spectacle of a giant four-armed woman in full battle regalia stomping around the city, silently fuming and just generally giving angry glares to the locals. Thankfully, she wasn't doing anything overtly aggressive, just making her intense hatred for her present situation as clear as possible. As if her violent outburst and forcible removal from the welcoming session for the new arrivals hadn't made it clear enough just a few days ago. Of course, something new had been added to the mix lately.
Anyone close enough would notice she was actually shivering. And all four arms were presently crossed and tucked in as close to her body as possible in an attempt to keep warm, with little success. Occasionally, when she thought no one was watching, she even began to slouch over, trying to huddle close to hold in as much heat as possible. While it might have been wiser to simply stay indoors and crank the heat up, she was stubbornly deciding to continue exploring her new surroundings. Not really for pleasure, but because she felt that if she was going to be kept prisoner in this place, she might as well learn the layout of the prison in question.
And maybe find part of it that was a little warmer than the rest. Hopefully because it was on fire, but she didn't believe herself to be that lucky.]
Where: Districts 1-3
When: Midday
Summary: Looma's freezing, but decides to go exploring anyway. BECAUSE SHUT UP, SHE CAN TOUGH IT OUT.
Warnings: Once she figures out how to warm up, she probably won't bother asking for permission before just grabbing people to feel warm.
[Anyone out and about today would see the unusual spectacle of a giant four-armed woman in full battle regalia stomping around the city, silently fuming and just generally giving angry glares to the locals. Thankfully, she wasn't doing anything overtly aggressive, just making her intense hatred for her present situation as clear as possible. As if her violent outburst and forcible removal from the welcoming session for the new arrivals hadn't made it clear enough just a few days ago. Of course, something new had been added to the mix lately.
Anyone close enough would notice she was actually shivering. And all four arms were presently crossed and tucked in as close to her body as possible in an attempt to keep warm, with little success. Occasionally, when she thought no one was watching, she even began to slouch over, trying to huddle close to hold in as much heat as possible. While it might have been wiser to simply stay indoors and crank the heat up, she was stubbornly deciding to continue exploring her new surroundings. Not really for pleasure, but because she felt that if she was going to be kept prisoner in this place, she might as well learn the layout of the prison in question.
And maybe find part of it that was a little warmer than the rest. Hopefully because it was on fire, but she didn't believe herself to be that lucky.]