mysteries | ic; you'll find your place beside the ones you love

❄ it's quiet and the snow's beautiful tonight → a winter meme
snowfall;

stage i; none, streets are already blanketed in white.
stage ii; very light and intermittent.
stage iii; light - moderate. lasts longer periods.
stage iv; continuous, heavy snowfall.
stage v; the hardest of cores - blizzards, snowstorms, you name it.

scenarios;

① fuck the police, this is the best time for a walk. hope you've got a nice thick coat on.

② stranded in the buttcrack of nowheresville? weren't you watching the time? now you've gone and missed that last bus out of there. or maybe you're lost, somehow. what do?

③ literally chilling, in this weather, is quite easy to do. sitting around relaxing in it is a wee more difficult, but sometimes much more enjoyable, especially if shelter can be found. the snow is beautiful to watch, after all.

④ the weather's not going to stop you. your snow fort's packed full of ammo and ready to go. those aren't snow angels over there; they mark where the poor souls you've downed have fallen. be careful with that snowman's head!!

⑤ you're about fifty miles from civilization but there's a roof over your head, so never mind the chilly draught, right? right. you mightn't be the only one lucky enough to stumble upon this little shelter, though. remember to share the blanket.

⑥ everyone stuck outside should be jelly. you've got a fireplace and hot cocoa and damn if it isn't awesome. a heater's not quite so romantic, but it'd do. there'd better be a backup generator in case the power trips.

⑦ mix and match, or make up your own ‧:❉:‧

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[ As usual, Henry's basically unaffected by weather... or he was when this started. At the beginning, it was just a gentle flurry of snowflakes. Now, though? Not so much. Approaching a blizzard, actually, and as carefree as Henry is, even he knows when he probably should get inside.

Especially when he's got company! Very important company, actually. They'd just headed into town to pick up some things; despite Olivia's urgings that the snow was going to pick up, Henry had gone anyway. If Inigo hadn't come with him, he probably would have just kept soldiering on. But, as a matter of fact, he finds that the idea of dying out in the cold, while entertaining, becomes much more concerning if he imagines Inigo out there by his side.

So here they are, a little ways away from the path in a cave (which may or may not have bears deeper inside; Henry wasn't clear on his answer) and waiting for the storm to at least lighten up a little before they continue their trek back to camp. At least they bought food. The man himself is sitting near the entrance and watching the snowflakes with hardly a shiver, but he does glance over in concern at Inigo a few times. ]

For being cold and murderous, it sure is pretty! [ he comments, then adds: ] Hey, Inigo, are you cold? Your cheeks look pretty red.

[ Even if Henry might be.. well, Henry no matter the situation, Inigo isn't nearly as calm and fascinated about all of this as the other is. Especially not when Henry was a little vague on his answer whether or not there's bears in this cave. It's not that Inigo has trouble fighting them - really, after having to fight plenty of bandits and having to kill even humans after arriving here in the past for a while, bears are nothing - but he'd still prefer to be able to avoid having angry bears pounce him. But he knows going out in the snow is no option either, so all they can do is wait out the storm here and hope that Olivia isn't worrying too much about them.

Still, he's pretty cold. He doesn't have a cloak like Henry to keep him warm in the middle of the snowstorm, and despite the shelter, the cold is still seeping through Inigo's own clothes. It's why he can't sit down like Henry, he keeps moving back and forth, sometimes bouncing from foot to foot as if he's trying to keep himself warm by moving.

But admitting he's not entirely doing okay right now is far beyond Inigo. Especially in front of Henry, the younger version of his father - he wants him to be proud of him, to think he's strong and unfazed by everything just like the others, just like strong Lucina and smart Laurent and stoic Gerome. Just like Henry himself can keep smiling no matter what.

That last thought fuels him enough to smile despite the way his body involuntarily shivers. ]

I-- I'm fine, Father! I do suppose it is a little chilly [ understatement of the year ] but nothing I can't handle. I was just--

[ ... time to make up an excuse.. ]

.. just.. training my movement in the cold while we're stuck here either way! Yes, that's it! [ So convincing, Inigo. ]

[ listen, kid, your dad might be a little out-there and airheaded at the best of times, but there are some excuses even he doesn't buy. At that answer, Henry gives Inigo a bit of a look, in his squinty, semi-unreadable way, then shakes his head. ]

I'm pretty sure that's not a thing you train for! Geez, Inigo, you could give me some more credit! Sure, I don't show up to training most of the time, but I know some stuff. Kinda.

[ but Henry's poor attendance to Frederick's lessons is not the topic at hand here. Without another word, Henry stands up, dusting some fresh snow off his legs, and then moves to unlatch his mantle, removing the heavy cloak from his shoulders. Then, not allowing any room for complaints, he steps over beside Inigo to try and arrange it on his shoulders, instead. ]

[ He's not too surprised that Henry sees right through him, honestly. If anyone would, it's Henry, after all - despite how he seems so weird most of the time, Inigo knows that his father is onto him more easily than most people. It's why he was able to keep up this attitude so well in the future, because his father and mother had no longer been there. No one left to be able to tell he's just trying to act big to cover up his insecurities and weaknesses.

It's why he immediately stops on the spot for a moment, looking awkward as his gaze slides away from Henry, biting his lower lip lightly. The last thing he wants to do in this situation is be an inconvenience, is making things harder for his father when all he wants is to be able to carry other people's burdens.

Inigo hardly notices Henry approaching because of it before he feels that familiar cloak falling over his shoulders. It feels heavier than it actually is, if not just since it's such a stark reminder of all what was left of his father after everything went down in the future, but he at least tries his best to not show that.

Instead he just looks at Henry cautiously, slowly speaking up. ]

Are you sure? I mean-- you probably need it more than I do, Father. [ He was going to protect Henry this time around, right? Not let Henry protect him once more. ]

[ As he thought. It's not like Henry's particularly good at reading people, but for some reason, he finds he's sensitive to how Inigo is feeling more than others. Maybe it's because there's a bit of himself in the boy - no, the man, really - that he recognizes. Despite Inigo's uncertainties, Henry doesn't falter at all, gently patting the shoulders of the cape down to make sure it's securely on his son. ]

Naaaw. Don't be silly! I can't have you getting frostbite out here and losing your fingers and toes. I've heard it's really gross. [ straightening up, Henry plops his hands on his hips. His cheeks and nose are pink, but he's not shivering or anything. Why? Because he's Henry. ]

Besides, temperature, smemperature! I can barely feel this! I've been through way worse before.

[ Henry always knows just how to reassure people.. it's a good thing that Inigo is more or less used to it. You just have to after growing up with it, really, so he doesn't even wince when Henry speaks of losing fingers and toes. (Although he'd rather not, he.. needs those, thanks...) ]

Well, I do doubt I'd get frostbite like this, but.. [ Even if Henry says he's okay, he's already getting that color in his face.. in a way he thinks his father is sometimes much harder to read than he is with his act. ]

.. Would you maybe like to share? I'm pretty sure Mother would be upset if anything happened to any of us. She must already be worried right now.

[ It's probably the easiest thought to give Henry to get him to cooperate on this one. Besides, he just knows Olivia would fuss, it's what she's like.. ]

Yeah, probably. She's always worrying!

[ with a family like this, who can blame her, really... Despite his casual answer, though, Henry seems to consider it. As predicted, Olivia's the fastest way to make him serious about anything. ]

Hmmm... I dunno if we'd both fit under there, though.

[ he's not exactly a huge dude ~~DESPITE WHAT THE HEIGHT CHART SAYS~~. If only one of them can use it, he'd rather have it be Inigo. ]

[ At least they're getting somewhere now. Honestly, Inigo is fine with even only half-sharing since they might indeed not fully fit under it together, but he has to at least do something. If there's something he can't allow himself to do again, it's being unable to do anything for his father, to allow him to get hurt or - in this case - frozen again while he's safe by himself.

He was still young when he realised he'd never see his father ever again, after all, and it's a hollow kind of feeling he never wants to experience again. ]

There is no harm in trying, is there? [ And he's already moving the thing off him a little so it's only half over his shoulders, like he's inviting Henry to come over and try. They can just.. huddle together a little or something, not like Inigo would mind that. As much as he easily gets shy about contact with others, that much sure doesn't apply to his family. ]

ic; you'll find your place beside the ones you love

oh my god june 15... I'M SO SORRY THIS IS JUST HORRIBLE. also iv/3/5 combo

more like 3 for henry 5 for inigo lbr.....

I'M JUST COVERING ALL THE BASES...

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