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[Finnian is sitting in a very cold building, he hasn't moved in a good while because he's so cold. Shivering a lot he isn't use to this sort of cold, it was different and made it impossible to find anyone. He felt tired and cold, but he didn't want to fall asleep as he was unsure of what was going to happen.

Falling asleep did seem like a good idea though.]

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I assume he's not in the safe house, but hiding away somewhere...?

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[Iroh's cold too, but he's been outside for a while. He's still looking for people. There are plenty of people not at the safe house, and Iroh's worried. The only thing keeping Iroh going is the fire dancing around his hands and the drive to find people. But even that is waning.]

Hello? Anybody?

[He calls out, listening for a response.]

Is anyone out there?

He doesn't even know where the safe house is so yes ;.;

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... Wh... Whos... Whose... th... ther... there?

Re: He doesn't even know where the safe house is so yes ;.;

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[A voice. Iroh strains to hear, but it's so hard over the wind.]

Is someone there? Hello?

[He begins to walk towards the direction the voice came from. Or where he thinks it came from.]

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[Where did that voice come from? Where would someone hide from the storm? Those old buildings? Maybe?
Iroh pokes his head in, the fire in his hands casting its flickering light about.

Then he spots the lump of blankets. With someone inside. He dashes over and hunches down.]

Are you alright?

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[Iroh holds the flame in his hands close to Finnian to keep him warm.] Stay with me. [His voice is firm.

He needs to get the boy back to the safe house, but can Iroh carry the boy through the blizzard all the way back?

Iroh grabs the nearest flammable object: a book. He places it in front of Finnian and sets it to fire.]

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{Zidane was trying not to be too still - it never helped. The only way to keep warm was to move. So, with a blanket wrapped him he moved about the safe house, noting the number of people that looked too miserable to move and feeling somewhat painfully reminded of the time he had passed out in the snow on the way out of the ice caverns.

He noted one familiar face. It was that girl.

"I wouldn't close your eyes if I were you." he commented, plopping down beside her and blissfully still blissfully unaware she was not a she at all. "You may not wake up."]

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Who... Whose... ther...there



I... did... didn't... kn... know... th... that.

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[Normally Zidane would be all about cuddling with someone cute...but he was attached now. Flirting was one thing, but their were boundaries that even he would respect. But it looked like she was doing even worse than he thought. He needed to do something.

" It's Zidane. Wait here."

He went off. There had to be something useful around this odin-forsaken place. Nothing. Great. He'd have to rely on his less than wonderful magic skills. He could use Dagger's healing right not.

"All right, up you go." he said scooping 'her' up. He needed to get them somewhere warmer than this. There was a weak fire going in the grating, but even as sad as his magic was, he ought to be able to beef up a fire that was already going. He laid her down near the fire place and starting casting. But it was so hard to concentrate.]

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...Thanks

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<["No problem." he replied. "Couldn't let you turn into a popsicle, could I?"

He prodded the flames a little bit more. Man, would Vivi ever be appreciated right now. "I don't guess you're used to this climate...then again, I don't think I've been in cold this harsh before either."]

[demon_andbutler]

[With the temperature rapidly plummeting and only one of two servants accounted for, Sebastian has opted to brave the cold in the search for Finnian. Not that the cold has any real affect on him, but he is used to it being warmer in his native climate.

Even with the howling wind, he can make good time thanks to his demon speed, and he can sense the general area of a human soul. Unfortunately, the crunch for time doesn't allow him to pinpoint any life signs to a more specific location. So he's down to a rather human way of doing things: standing outside a building and shouting.]

Finny! FINNIAN!

[He rarely raises his voice to a true shout, but in this weather, if Finny doesn't hear him, he could die. Sigh. Under-servants could be so troublesome.]

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...

[Well, that was easy. Walls didn't collapse that easily on their own, at least not when Finny was present. Sebastian hurries over, with his usual demon speed, to see Finny sprawled amid the rubble. He kneels beside the boy and scoops him up. Sigh.]

Incorrigible...