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[man, this sucks. first his mate goes missing, again, then he gets sort-of-threatened by another Axel in the kitchen, and now this. not that he even knows what "this" is; he's from the desert originally, and has never seen or encountered snow or ice before, except when Vexen returned from his previous absence and blasted ice everywhere.

anyway, the point is that he's not biologically designed to cope with really cold temperatures and snow everywhere, and as a result has become hypothermic, half-buried in a drift of snow, red hair and scales standing out against the white. his skin's looking a little blue-tinged, and he's barely breathing at all, eyes closed, shivering periodically.]

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[yeah, he just whacked your side with a light cane. now he's tapping along you with it, trying to figure out what the hell you are.]

[Hey what-- asdfgjkl snakes do not belong in the snow D: She will be pulling him out of the snow as quickly as she can, wings expanded and helping carry the weight.]

[stirs faintly, mumbling. you probably whacked his snake parts, so if you keep moving along him, you'll get to human bits eventually.]

[those must be some damn strong wings, if you can drag me out when I have twenty feet of tail and weigh... a lot. but thank you! ;o; is limp and unresponsive, anyway.]

[its the mumbling and sound of you moving on the snow that gets his attention. now he's crouching down to feel with a hand]

Is someone here?

[is probably quite cold to the touch. :|b murmurs again, almost inaudibly, and shivers a little.]

[he's found a shoulder, and is brushing snow away as he uncovers you. his expression is likely priceless when he discovers the scales and reptile bits, having never heard of a naga before]

[Well. She's really only carrying his torso, the rest dragging in front of her as she tugs him backwards towards a nearby vacant room. And look! A conveniently placed fireplace with warm and cozy fire included! Namine will just be placing you in front of that before rushing to the closet in the room to grab out some blankets to wrap him all up in.]

[will be shivering more violently when she returns, and moaning quietly in pain, eyes hazy and unfocused. his hands in particular are trembling fiercely.]

[asdfgh that is not what she wants to see! She'll be pulling him away from that fire now, so incredibly confused.

However, the dressing room is incredibly kind today and has just poof'd a book about hypothermia in reptiles beside her. She takes a second to stare at it before reading through it.]

[stops shivering, going pretty still under his hand and exhaling with a quiet sigh.]

[he doesn't know who this is, but he can't just leave them out here in the cold. he knows his room isn't that far, so he's going to fold his cane until it'll fit into his pocket and reach to lock his arms under yours and start tugging]

... you're a snake.

*so says the tiny Replica, who might smell faintly of Vexen*

[Kurt's heading past, wrapped up warm, a couple of his fire orbs trailing around him, when he spots the faint signs of life there.
Ah, dammit. Once, he might have just left him there, but now? This place has been a bad influence. Those fire orbs pull closer, and he puts out a gloved hand...]

[you sir, are going to fall down and die in a snowdrift with me. :< I weigh a fair amount, am awkwardly built, and am total deadweight right now.

is limp and unresisting, though his tail is sliding easily on the snow, which should help with moving him.]

[will just be over here shuddering and panting, k.]

[this naga is not presently conscious, please try again later. X| ]

[is motionless, barely breathing at all, but when the fire orbs move close enough he shudders violently, a pained whine escaping him.]

*....................... pokes you with a stick*

[Step 1: Lukewarm bath. She'll be pulling him off towards a bathroom now, which happens to be just down the hall. Once there, she'll start the bath and help him into it.]

[you are such a fatass to have to drag around, geez. luckily, his room is literally around the corner, with braille on the door of it so he's positive that it's his. he's going to try to haul you into the corner, since he isn't sure he'll be able to get you to the bed.]

[Right, back them off a bit, then; just keeping at a distance where he'll be able to feel the heat. Still, it's a response...]

Easy, easy...

[Urgh. He is not good at this helping out routine.]

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