10-07-2015, 09:04 PM
Jade stands in the snow, buried up to her ankles in chilly frozen precipitation. More frozen precipitation rains down from the glowering clouds upon her head, but thankfully her cowl prevents most of it from icing over the crown of her head. Her ears are still pretty cold, though!
She can resist the temptation no longer. Here Jade has been for the past hour and a half, patiently waiting for Karkat’s arrival, a whole winter wonderland of snow laid out before her like soft, fluffy buttercream. While the snow in the rugged mountains was icy, slippery, and harsh, this snow is much more agreeable to her refined tastes. Jade is a total snow connoisseur, and right now this white stuff looks like a bag of powdered sugar that has been mistakenly poured across a kitchen counter top. Utterly perfect, in other words.
With a whooping cry, Jade tosses herself into the nearest snowdrift. Clumps of icy powder fly up all around her as she sinks gleefully into the snow, rolling over onto her side and laughing even as her skin begins to sting somewhat from the snowmelt seeping into her thick clothing. She flaps her limbs about, attempting to create a woefully lop-sided snow angel.
Bec comes over to sniff at her face to make sure she’s alright and hasn’t landed on a hidden boulder or anything, most likely because he mistakes her odd flailing behavior for some horrible injury, and then licks her nose. Giggling, Jade wraps her arms around Bec’s furry ruff to give him a quick hug before scrambling to her feet.
There. That’s one ridiculous urge satisfied! A grin on her lips and fluffy white ears pricked up, Jade glances around at her sad, empty lawn, nothing but snow to cover the wide expanse save for a few green trees. Her snowlawn. Incredible.
Well, she’ll just have to build some merry snowmen to spruce things up a little! Snowmen and snowtrolls, since Karkat is visiting soon. So, basically just regular old snowmen with horns and frowny faces, she surmises.
Jade wonders if Alternia had any snow days— before it was destroyed by a bunch of asteroids, anyways. In any case, she doesn’t doubt that Karkat will find some way to have the worst time possible, novelty or not. Probably with a bunch of complaining lathered with pseudo-poetic blithering. It’s one of his most charming features, after all!
Crouching down in the snow, Jade begins to gather all of the snow within reach into a pile and packs it solid with short, quick pats. Soon enough, a pile begins to form about a foot high, and so Jade rounds out the bottom with her hands to shape the snowtroll’s base.
Over to the side, she starts to work on a second large snowball to form the torso, this time rolling it around a little to build it up. With a grunt, she hefts the second closely-packed ball of snow atop the other one, and takes a step back to scrutinize her work for a moment. She pats and pokes in a few loose ridges of snow here and there, which rejoin their icy crystallized brethren on the ground after a quick swipe from her hand has been dealt.
For the head, Jade takes a handful of snow, rolls it, and gradually adds more to it until a fair-sized amount of snow can be placed on top. She shapes it into a slightly-lopsided spherical shape, interspersed with smooth and grainy areas of snow alike, which gives her a vague impression that she might be about to create a true Frankenstein’s monster among snowmen. Nevertheless, she cheerily goes about marking places for the eyes and nose by sticking her fingers into the snow. She is the Michelangelo of snow, it is her.
But, alas! She needs to give her beautiful snowtroll a face, and horns! How is it supposed to spew nonsense and half-assed insults at her without those oh so important facial features? She will have to go inside to fetch something.
Smiling, Jade hurries back into the tower and up the many flights of stairs that lead up to her garden atrium, taking the steps two stairs at a time. She passes Grandpabot by on the way up, but he seems far too preoccupied with cleaning his gun to speak with her. She will have to make the material selection alone.
Soon enough, she has stumbled into the toasty warm microclimate of the garden atrium. Artificial sunlight glows over the various assortments of plants, colorful blooms and vines glossy and bright under the lighting. Jade bee-lines straight for the carrots, hesitates, and then grabs three of the juiciest, orangiest tubers. Two are long and kind of spindly, with little hairy growths that can easily be clipped off, while one is short and stubby and perfect for her snowtroll’s nose.
Now for the buttons to go on his coat and eyes for seeing! Jade takes the transportalizer up after spouting the passcode at it and then scours around her room for good materials. She can’t seem to find anything, though, and this causes Jade a great deal of irritation. An artistic masterpiece is at stake!
With growing dismay, Jade clambers over her bed to search underneath her pillows and behind the headboard, and finally kneels down to peer under the bed. Nope! Nothing but dusty bunnies under here.
“Ugh!” Jade says, rubbing furiously at her face because she’s nine hundred percent certain that she just inhaled an itsy bitsy spider by accident. She stands and plants her hands on her hips, aiming a glower at the entirety of her bedroom. She just knows that she had buttons before. They must be hiding around here somewhere, like most missing objects are wont to do…
There is a sudden electric sneeze from behind her; yellow-green sparks flicker in her peripheral vision, but only faintly. Jade whirls around to look at Bec, sees that he has one of her Squiddles dolls in his mouth, and immediately gives her head a vigorous shake.
“No way!” she objects, gently prying the plush from his jaws and making sure to be extra wary of the delicate seams when they come near his sharp canine teeth. “That’s a limited edition, we can’t use that!”
Bec snuffles haughtily. Jade is sure that if he had eyes he would be rolling them at her.
Sticking her nose up in the air, Jade turns and proudly strides away only to have her legs get tangled up in what remains of her god-tier outfit. When she disentangles it from her legs and scrutinizes it, she notices that there are two white buttons attached to the hood.
“Huh,” she says as an aside to Becquerel. “I guess I’ll make a snow-Omni instead?”
The wolfdog whuffles at her, totally inscrutable.
Jade shrugs. Well, that’s probably the best intimation of an agreement that she’s gonna get! Might as well go along with it and go back outside to finish the job.
“We’ll give our snow-Omni troll horns, anyways,” she tucks the smallest carrot into her pocket, heading down the stairs. “I don’t think there’s any harm in that. Besides, a spot of color could really make our snowlawn look nice.”
Becquerel follows her down, whining under his breath. Jade laughs.
“Yes, of course we can make a snow-Bec, too!”
She can resist the temptation no longer. Here Jade has been for the past hour and a half, patiently waiting for Karkat’s arrival, a whole winter wonderland of snow laid out before her like soft, fluffy buttercream. While the snow in the rugged mountains was icy, slippery, and harsh, this snow is much more agreeable to her refined tastes. Jade is a total snow connoisseur, and right now this white stuff looks like a bag of powdered sugar that has been mistakenly poured across a kitchen counter top. Utterly perfect, in other words.
With a whooping cry, Jade tosses herself into the nearest snowdrift. Clumps of icy powder fly up all around her as she sinks gleefully into the snow, rolling over onto her side and laughing even as her skin begins to sting somewhat from the snowmelt seeping into her thick clothing. She flaps her limbs about, attempting to create a woefully lop-sided snow angel.
Bec comes over to sniff at her face to make sure she’s alright and hasn’t landed on a hidden boulder or anything, most likely because he mistakes her odd flailing behavior for some horrible injury, and then licks her nose. Giggling, Jade wraps her arms around Bec’s furry ruff to give him a quick hug before scrambling to her feet.
There. That’s one ridiculous urge satisfied! A grin on her lips and fluffy white ears pricked up, Jade glances around at her sad, empty lawn, nothing but snow to cover the wide expanse save for a few green trees. Her snowlawn. Incredible.
Well, she’ll just have to build some merry snowmen to spruce things up a little! Snowmen and snowtrolls, since Karkat is visiting soon. So, basically just regular old snowmen with horns and frowny faces, she surmises.
Jade wonders if Alternia had any snow days— before it was destroyed by a bunch of asteroids, anyways. In any case, she doesn’t doubt that Karkat will find some way to have the worst time possible, novelty or not. Probably with a bunch of complaining lathered with pseudo-poetic blithering. It’s one of his most charming features, after all!
Crouching down in the snow, Jade begins to gather all of the snow within reach into a pile and packs it solid with short, quick pats. Soon enough, a pile begins to form about a foot high, and so Jade rounds out the bottom with her hands to shape the snowtroll’s base.
Over to the side, she starts to work on a second large snowball to form the torso, this time rolling it around a little to build it up. With a grunt, she hefts the second closely-packed ball of snow atop the other one, and takes a step back to scrutinize her work for a moment. She pats and pokes in a few loose ridges of snow here and there, which rejoin their icy crystallized brethren on the ground after a quick swipe from her hand has been dealt.
For the head, Jade takes a handful of snow, rolls it, and gradually adds more to it until a fair-sized amount of snow can be placed on top. She shapes it into a slightly-lopsided spherical shape, interspersed with smooth and grainy areas of snow alike, which gives her a vague impression that she might be about to create a true Frankenstein’s monster among snowmen. Nevertheless, she cheerily goes about marking places for the eyes and nose by sticking her fingers into the snow. She is the Michelangelo of snow, it is her.
But, alas! She needs to give her beautiful snowtroll a face, and horns! How is it supposed to spew nonsense and half-assed insults at her without those oh so important facial features? She will have to go inside to fetch something.
Smiling, Jade hurries back into the tower and up the many flights of stairs that lead up to her garden atrium, taking the steps two stairs at a time. She passes Grandpabot by on the way up, but he seems far too preoccupied with cleaning his gun to speak with her. She will have to make the material selection alone.
Soon enough, she has stumbled into the toasty warm microclimate of the garden atrium. Artificial sunlight glows over the various assortments of plants, colorful blooms and vines glossy and bright under the lighting. Jade bee-lines straight for the carrots, hesitates, and then grabs three of the juiciest, orangiest tubers. Two are long and kind of spindly, with little hairy growths that can easily be clipped off, while one is short and stubby and perfect for her snowtroll’s nose.
Now for the buttons to go on his coat and eyes for seeing! Jade takes the transportalizer up after spouting the passcode at it and then scours around her room for good materials. She can’t seem to find anything, though, and this causes Jade a great deal of irritation. An artistic masterpiece is at stake!
With growing dismay, Jade clambers over her bed to search underneath her pillows and behind the headboard, and finally kneels down to peer under the bed. Nope! Nothing but dusty bunnies under here.
“Ugh!” Jade says, rubbing furiously at her face because she’s nine hundred percent certain that she just inhaled an itsy bitsy spider by accident. She stands and plants her hands on her hips, aiming a glower at the entirety of her bedroom. She just knows that she had buttons before. They must be hiding around here somewhere, like most missing objects are wont to do…
There is a sudden electric sneeze from behind her; yellow-green sparks flicker in her peripheral vision, but only faintly. Jade whirls around to look at Bec, sees that he has one of her Squiddles dolls in his mouth, and immediately gives her head a vigorous shake.
“No way!” she objects, gently prying the plush from his jaws and making sure to be extra wary of the delicate seams when they come near his sharp canine teeth. “That’s a limited edition, we can’t use that!”
Bec snuffles haughtily. Jade is sure that if he had eyes he would be rolling them at her.
Sticking her nose up in the air, Jade turns and proudly strides away only to have her legs get tangled up in what remains of her god-tier outfit. When she disentangles it from her legs and scrutinizes it, she notices that there are two white buttons attached to the hood.
“Huh,” she says as an aside to Becquerel. “I guess I’ll make a snow-Omni instead?”
The wolfdog whuffles at her, totally inscrutable.
Jade shrugs. Well, that’s probably the best intimation of an agreement that she’s gonna get! Might as well go along with it and go back outside to finish the job.
“We’ll give our snow-Omni troll horns, anyways,” she tucks the smallest carrot into her pocket, heading down the stairs. “I don’t think there’s any harm in that. Besides, a spot of color could really make our snowlawn look nice.”
Becquerel follows her down, whining under his breath. Jade laughs.
“Yes, of course we can make a snow-Bec, too!”
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