Event | Landfall | Bresilyk | Countryside

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all!
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Bresilyk countryside (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines

OOC Post | Approved Items | Special Gifts
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside

The countryside is layered with snow that is up to four meters deep, all fallen within the past two months as a cold season falls upon the country. There are numerous roads in between towns and small, domed minesteads and each road is oddly clear of snow and ice. Closer inspection reveals that the surfaces are heated by some technology buried beneath the black surfaces. Occasional construction crews can be seen tearing up or laying down new surfacing over a web of thick, coated wires that presumably provide the heat. Snow is often found sculpted near crossroads, taking artistic shape in anything from beautifully arched sculptures to recreations of local fauna.

Wildlife can be spotted here and there, with a large herd of antlered beasts making their way across the snowy grounds. Webbing between their toes (yes, toes) allows each of the large, white animals to traverse upon the snow-tops with barely a print left in their wake. Hunting parties can be seen chasing after the fringes of this herd while wearing some sort of hovering harness and it is evident that the beasts are a primary source of meat for the people. Birds flit back and forth, a few predatory mammals can be spied at the edges of the icebound forests, and there are a variety of serpentine pets kept by residents fortunate to live in the warmer domed towns.

Speaking of towns, the three within the barrier's reach are spaced roughly twenty kilometres away from one another, forming a triangle of commerce that sustains each. Aihsohlow represents the southernmost town, Phorezton the northernmost, and Markutte the northeastern one. There are a variety of small minesteads in between that would greet travellers, but only reluctantly allow them into their homes. Stories abound of troubles outside the domes and they are not apt to invite said troubles inside.

Roadways | Minesteads | Other

Comments

[jirk]

[The brightest grin.]

You knew I was there. Don't tell me you couldn't've dodged.

[imaginate]

[Kyle expression of wonder mixed with affection changes to one of exasperated fondness.]

Next time, I will. You can go careening into the snow, and I can pin you so much more easily.

[He leans in, and noses Jim's cheek.]

[jirk]

[Jim really adores the wilderness, okay? It's great to be out of Keeliai (no, Sinbrilee doesn't count, it was still underwater) and to have some relative freedom for the first time in over half a year. Jim presses his forehead against Kyle's and watches as their breath mingles in the cold air.]

You need snow for that, huh?

[imaginate]

[The mist curls upwards, disappearing into the air, and Kyle glances at the sky, which is still deep red in some places. He's never seen anything like it, and some of the joy at being somewhere new asserts itself in his smile, his grip on Jim.]

No, but it helps.

[The last time there was snow... he recalls the effect Jack's powers had on him. Rest. He'd rejected it, unwilling to find solace in an outside source, even if he craved it.]

You look amazing.

[Jim has bits of snow in his hair and there's a touch of pink on his cheeks, but all Kyle sees stokes his warm affection. He kisses the bridge of Jim's nose.]

[jirk]

I always look amazing.

[Ego? What ego, exactly? He has none, obviously. He just grins and lets him up.]

So what's up with this place?

[imaginate]

[Kyle takes one of Jim's hands, and starts walking in a random direction, strolling, looking up at the sky. He's wary of nothing in this moment.]

Don't know. It's a lot more open and less creepy than the last place we stopped at - not counting Sinbrilee - security was really tight: it had these walls surrounding it for protection that hurt anyone who tried to climb, and there weren't any kids.

[jirk]

Atamsichar, right? Read about that on the Network.

[Jim tugs lightly on the other man's hand and spins Kyle against him, stealing a kiss.]

Got a proximity alarm set?

[imaginate]

Ye — mmph!

[It's a ridiculous romance movie cliche, but Jim's having so much fun, Kyle doesn't even complain.]

Always. Nobody's sneaking up on us here.

[Constant vigilance.]

[jirk]

It's not the sneaking I'm worried about so much as the blatant displays of affection.

[And on that note, he hefts Kyle into his arms. Because he can!!]

1/2

[imaginate]

[WHAT!! He squeaks in surprise.]

2/2

[imaginate]

James!

[He clings, tucking himself into Jim automatically. He'd been expecting being tackled into the snow again, not this!!]

Is this going to be a constant thing today?

[jirk]

Dude, it's almost Christmas. And Christmas is awesome. Know why?

[BE HAPPY AND EXCITED WITH HIM OKAY Jim's smile is basically blazing, pleased and genuine all at once.]

[imaginate]

Peace on earth, goodwill to all, and totally awesome parties?

[Kyle kisses his cheek, deliberately not thinking that his one year anniversary on the turtle will be coming soon, and instead, soaks up Jim's excitement. He's really like a puppy.]

[jirk]

[More because it was the one major holiday his Mom always tried to be home for. He still misses her sometimes, but it gets easier every year.]

Okay, not that those aren't totally awesome things, but I was thinking you.

[imaginate]

[Oh, Jim's about to go on about a family thing, maybe. Kyle's gut wrenches, thinking of Thanksgiving. This'll be his first Christmas without his own mother - before, he'd skipped it, and it was easy just to request missions at the time.]

[That's home, and it feels long ago, far away.]

Little ol' me?

[jirk]

Said as if you are the farthest thing from remarkable there is.

[Jim glances once over his shoulder to gauge the fall distance into the nearest snowbank, and then he lets himself fall.]

You kidding, sweetheart? Angels make the holidays worth having.

[imaginate]

What, it can't be our secret?

[He ends up sprawled on top of Jim and laughs, dusting snow out of his hair - the white standing out sharply against the black. He shifts closer, putting his head on Jim's chest to listen to his heartbeat.]

[jirk]

What, you being awesome? I think there's a few people that've got it figured out by now.

[He sprawls comfortably in the snow. Cold's never bothered him much, and this is -- just fine by him.]

[imaginate]

Shhhhh.

[He kisses the side of Jim's mouth.]

Don't rob me of the looks on their faces when they figure out they were wrong about me.

[jirk]

Why's it matter?

[Sorry, genuinely curious about this point.]

[imaginate]

[Why do their opinions matter? he wonders. They didn't. (Did they?)]

I don't know. It's nice to be right about something?

[Most of his personality since getting the ring has been reactive. Keeliai has forced the opposite approach: but Kyle's got no idea what to do with the course of action. He always sees the big picture first and then fills it in. Painting as he goes isn't his style.]

[jirk]

[He snorts. Daniels. Honestly, as vindicated as he felt back then, knowing that a Commodore turned out to be such a coward? Maybe he shouldn't have been so surprised by Marcus.]

That's fair.

[imaginate]

[Kyle steals a kiss, and then curls up on Jim more snugly. They're puzzle pieces made to fit each other, and he's done this so many times he gets comfortable very easily.]

It's not about caring what they think, just so you know.

[jirk]

[Jim's silent, and he lifts a hand to stroke Kyle's hair. It's getting wet as the snow melts.]

Wanting to prove them wrong is caring a little, Angel.

[imaginate]

[He murmurs, contentedly. It's funny to do this out here, where someone might see, but it's also relieving. Not that it felt like hiding - he was accustomed to more privacy.]

[Quietly:] Guess I wouldn't have this job and keep it if I didn't care at all, huh?