[ Anyone who might have known Crow Armbrust prior to this month might be startled when they see him— his hair gone silvery-grey pretty much overnight, and are his eyes red now? It's definitely a change, but regardless, he's still the same Crow as ever. ]
I. Medallion Hunt
[ The sweet siren's call of money in the making is too irresistible for a broke-as-hell troublemaker, and so here Crow finds himself: it's an honest dollar, several even, and he could use it for more than one reason (some of which may include gambling debts). Which is how he's found himself climbing up a tree at one o'clock in the morning on a Sunday, bound and determined to see if that glinting above him is the grand prize or just some glittery treasure in a bird's nest.
Or well, he was climbing it until his foot slipped on a loose piece of bark and now he's holding onto a branch tightly with both hands, looking down towards the ground momentarily before his gaze goes back upwards. ]
Well.... this bites.
[ Eloquent. ]
II. Warm Respite
[ There's a lull in activities for Crow during the winter festival, and he's taken the moment to visit the park restaurant and have a cup of mulled cider.... though you may catch him slipping some vodka into his drink. It's okay, he's finally legal now (or at least, that's what his ID says, whether you believe it or not) and he doesn't seem to be spiking anyone else's drinks. He's taking a moment to enjoy the warmth, looking out at the snowball fights nearby. ]
It's like no one's ever taught these kids how to pack a decent snowball....
[ But it's an absentminded observation to no one in particular. ]
III. Snowboarding.
[ He's looking at the snowboarding tracks with anticipation in his eyes, glancing over to anyone nearby. ]
You know... this'd be even more fun if we make it a race. Wanna give it a try?
IV. The Frozen Hellscape
[ Compensation.
It's the only thing that would've convinced Crow to come to this place. He hates the cold, even now he's rubbing his gloved hands together and questioning every choice that's led him to this moment. But, well, he's here and with some kind of double saber strapped to his back, no less, along with various other survival tools on his person. He's come alone, a dangerous prospect, but it never even occurred to him that he might want to party up with anyone else.
He takes a deep breath before he moves forward, the snow crunching lightly beneath his boots. ]
V. Wildcard.
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Crow Armbrust | Paranormal Modern AU
I. Medallion Hunt
II. Warm Respite
III. Snowboarding.
IV. The Frozen Hellscape
V. Wildcard.