Who: Conor & Open to Raven and/or Zanna What: Making connections When: May 7, early afternoon Where: In and around the Ice Garden Warnings: Uh...not sure, at this point. Will update as needed.
Most days, Conor was alright with the fact that he had to keep himself cool. He usually preferred his frozen world anyway, and his wagon had everything he needed, so why go anywhere else? Occasionally, though, he wanted to get out and go for a walk, even if it was at night. Louisiana was proving to be less than hospitable at most hours of the day, and a bit of cabin fever was starting to set in.
The garden was big enough that if he walked slowly enough, he could wile away a few hours strolling along the edges, then working his way through the various decorations set throughout. Silence pressed in upon his ears, the sound of his own footsteps hardly even audible. Snow fell on him the entire time, but he barely paid it any attention. To him, it was just another day at the office.
He sank onto a bench made of ice, swinging his feet as he looked out at the empty tent. Guests wouldn't be arriving today, since it was moving day, and he was already ferociously bored. One could only make and hide so many random objects before even that stopped being fun.