3 - [video] Backdated to morning of the 18th December

[proxysproxy]

[The feed opens and the face of a snowman fills the screen. Its eyes are bright green buttons, (the exact colour of Vincent's.) It is wearing an ushanka, and a scarf checkered in black and rusty red. If you saw it in person, you would see that it is wearing off-red fingerless gloves on its twiggy arms, but since it is (badly) using them to manipulate the NV all you see is its head. Its face somehow manages to look very worried - damn near panicking, in fact - despite the fact that its coal mouth is fixed in a grin.]

I always figured the sun might end up killing me, but not like this. I don't want to melt!

[The voice clearly belongs to Vincent Law, though the snowman's mouth doesn't move. It's at this point you might notice that the snowman appears to be sweating more than is strictly warranted by today's temperature. Seems that a proxy's vulnerability to sunlight stacks with snow's propensity towards melting. Vincent is melting twice as fast as a regular snowman. Whoops.]

Help! What do I do?!

Comments

[gaveherwings]

What-

[It takes a long moment of squinting and staring at the screen, slightly slack jawed, blinking in confused recognition, before the whole of Vincent Law's predicament catches up with him.

At first, he suspects that Pino has merely built a Snowman around him, but this is even more peculiar...

Peculiar indeed, that even snow should take on the properties of Amrita Cells and their Achilles Hell.]

Oh ho... now, Vincent Law, if this isn't ever painfully ironic.

What did you do to yourself? Anger a wizard?

[proxysproxy]

I've only been back two days! There's been no time to argue with wizards!

[gaveherwings]

Who am I to fathom what you just might achieve in under 48 hours?

[proxysproxy]

[grumbling:] Well, I didn't argue with any wizards.

I really have no idea how this happened.

[gaveherwings]

Perhaps another latent ability, woefully misused.

[proxysproxy]

[Forgetting momentarily that he needs both hands to manipulate his NV, a twiggy arm automatically goes to the snowman's forehead. As the camera wobbles, Vincent 'mutters' a minced oath and struggles to catch it.]

I'm not the Proxy of Snow. This is not normal for me.

[gaveherwings]

Yes, I've heard all about how you've made an idiot of yourself in the snow.

[proxysproxy]

What's that supposed to mean?

[gaveherwings]

It means I've certainly heard Re-l talk all about when the Centzon Totochtin stalled.

[proxysproxy]

How was keeping Pino amused while we waited for the wind to pick up 'making a fool of myself'?

[gaveherwings]

Why don't you ask her that?

[proxysproxy]

Anyway, it wasn't as though there was anything better to do.

[He bets Re-L hasn't told Daedalus any of the weird things SHE did when they were becalmed, razmfrasm. Luckily his current form is unable to emote, so his annoyance isn't apparent.]

Maybe I will, when this is over.