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[It has already been snowing for a day before Rikku decided it would be interesting enough to go out and see. She really isn't a big fan of the cold. In fact, she would rather be back home in the desert, but it's pretty enough to make it okay to go outside.

She doesn't go far though, but she ends up seated on the ground, right in front of the fountain. For a while she's just playing with the snow, but she's a quick learner when it comes to making snowmen. But she just can't leave it there, she has to add ice to the mix...The end result is a snowman surrounded by a clear ball of ice neatly sitting on the edge of the fountain....and it's a fairly decent size.

Hopefully people like pretty ice things.

Later in the day, when she's back being nice and warm in her room]

I have a weird request. Would anybody be good at cutting holes in some clothes for my wings while I'm wearing them? It's sorta confusing to explain, but it would be very helpful, and I promise I will do something for you in return...since there's no money here. I just really don't want to have them binded again...that hurt.

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[Haruka had been intending to go grocery shopping; with the first snow, hot pot sounds like a good idea. He's dressed warmly for the weather, a scarf coiled around his neck and slung over his shoulder, wings poking out of holes in his clothes.

But he's distracted by the snowman that hadn't been there yesterday.

His gaze flickers to the ice, before it returns to the snowman. It's been a long time since he's made snow sculptures. A really long time. He doesn't want to think about that too much. However, there's something missing from this snowman. He stares for a long moment, hand going to his chin as he thinks.

Ah.

He walks towards the snowman, unwinding his scarf, intending to place it onto Rikku's snowman.]

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[Rikku sees that he's coming towards the snowman, but she doesn't move from next to it. Instead she just tilts her head.

She really doesn't know how people would react to her snowman, so she just watches.]

[Haruka's gaze slides to Rikku briefly before he actually makes any changes to the snowman. Since she hasn't protested, he goes ahead and winds the scarf around what can be considered the snowman's neck. Once he's done, he steps back. It'd look like he's admiring his handiwork if it his bored expression actually changed.

His gaze snaps to Rikku.]

Hey. Where did you get the ice?

[As far as he's concerned, the ice from the fountain won't be able to make something as large as that ice ball.]

Ooh, are you supposed to dress them up? [Oh yes, she's a total newbie to snow. She's even wearing fingerless gloves, but at least she found a nice warm coat.]

Ice magic.

[Sometimes, Haruka forgets how different people in Luceti can be from Iwatobi. But since the ice is from her rather than an external source, Haruka is loath to come back and try sculpting ice once he finds tools for it; he doesn't want to ask this stranger to make ice for him after all.

He looks away, gaze going to the snow on the ground.]

If you want to.

[He crouches, pushing snow around so he can make a mound of tightly packed snow near the snowman. It's definitely not the same as what he would do if he had intended to make a snowman.]

What else is there to do to dress them up?

[It sounds like fun! She gives him a curious look though.]

...What are you doing?

[It's a fairly sizeable pile, looking to be about the same size as her snowman. He starts removing excess snow with his gloved hands, getting a rough outline that looks vaguely like a crescent moon.]

Making a sculpture.

[Thankfully the snow's fairly wet already. It's a bit more tedious to do this without tools but there's just a certain amount of satisfaction doing this with just his hands. He doesn't even look up when he answers the first question.]

You can dress them in whatever you like. Some people put hats on them.

[Think of something yourself.]

That looks hard.

[Though it's not like she really knows. This is her first experience with the stuff, and making a snowman was hard enough.]

...I don't have a hat...

[But she can think of something better! She get's up, grabs a good handful of snow, and proceeds to give it a mohawk. To remind her of her brother.]

[It's not difficult. But he keeps the thought to himself, focusing on smoothing out the shape of his sculpture. If Haruka hadn't been Haruka, he'd think the mohawk snowman is pretty rad! But, alas, he just thinks it's weird.

A thought occurs to him, but he keeps his gaze on his own handiwork.]

The ice ball needs something.

[It looks a bit out of place next to the mohawked snowman, dressed in his scarf. Maybe she can do something about that. By this time, Haruka's sculpture is starting to take the rough shape of a dolphin, his gloved hands working on shaping the dolphin's snout.]

[Well she's proud of herself, and it looks pretty good too! She'll even dig out some of the snow with her fingers to give it a face.]

More ice?

[Because she can do that...and probably nothing else. Though she does have her knives on her, easily seen being strapped at both sides of her hips. They didn't quite fit into the pockets.]

[When once, he might have been irritated at all the questions breaking his concentration, now it's just mild annoyance that isn't even worth dwelling on. Haruka looks over the dorsal fin he's shaping, gaze sketching between the ball of ice and the stranger, resting briefly on the knives.]

Or carving.

[It'll probably blunt her knives but she probably knows that, right?]

Carving?

[She sees what he's doing to the snow, but she just can't imagine doing that to ice.]

[His gaze returns to her knives, as if willing her to take notice of them. Frustratingly, Makoto isn't here to speak for him and answer her question, so he's somewhat forced to respond, voice as flat and disinterested as ever.]

You cut it into shapes. Or cut shapes into it.

[Oh she knows that they're there. She has one of her hands on one, but she still can't see it.]

So it's like a backwards way to make a sand castle.

[Yes, a sand castle. She lives in the desert, and has made many of them.]

[Haruka just gives a grunt, not committing an opinion either way on her strange train of thought, crouching to shape the tail of his dolphin.

But really his main thought's, Are you going to do anything to the ice or not?]

[Well after a moment of thinking, she takes the knife and quickly cuts though the top of the sphere, maybe about three inches from the top, without any trouble at all.

Her knifes are stronger than you might think...and she's been messing with fire magic.]

[~~Cheater!!1!~~

That's a start. He's curious to see what she'll do next with the ice not-quite-globe, so he's keeping an eye on her as he finishes his dolphin snow sculpture, intending to possibly interfere if she cannot come up with more improvements to the ice.]

[~~No! It's called being awesome!~~

She'll make a few cuts, the fire magic possibly visible around her knives, but she's only doing it so nothing cracks where she wouldn't want it to. And when she done, it looks like a decent outline of a castle.]

[If Haruka had been the sort, he'd show some outward sign of being impressed. As it stands, with his dolphin snow sculpture finished, he watches the stranger at work, stepping forward only to more closely examine the ice castle, though he examines the part on the opposite side to the stranger's current position.]

For your first time, it's good.

[That's about as close to approval as she's going to get from him. His gaze flickers to the daggers.]

Did you use magic for that?

[Well it's enough approval to make her smile! She puts her knives back away under her shirt. She thinks it's best not to go running around with weapons shown. Could freak someone out.]

Uh-huh! I've been learning fire magic since I got here.

[She'll even be using it to smooth out the edges of the castle, so it'll actually look like one.]

[Haruka personally doesn't have much interest in magic. It's not something that exists back in his world, but it's also not really something related to swimming. Therefore, irrelevant.

He keeps his gaze on her handiwork, though he asks, voice flat.]

You couldn't learn it at home?

I had a way of learning it back home, but I wasn't lucky enough to find it here.

[She has her white magic, and that was really enough. But it is freaking cold here, especially for someone who likes the desert more, and fire magic sounded like it could come in handy.]

[His gaze slides from the ice castle to the stranger.]

How are you learning it here?

[Haruka vaguely recalls some mention of spirits in Luceti, but he's never looked further into that, even if Trunks had shown interest in it.]

The fire spirit that's hee. It was a jerk at first, but I really wanted to learn.

[And she knows how to deal with mean people, so a mean spirit wasn't to bad.]

[Hm.]

Did you learn ice magic here, too?

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oh geez, i'm so sorry for the long wait

S'okay!

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