Room 015 [video/ action for Ecruteak]

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_{[The feed opens on a rather lumpy-looking snow dinosaur dressed in a scarf and...what might actually be Harry's shoes poking out from the edge of the sculpture. The person holding the camera backs up so that the abomination is center-frame. Puffs of smoke from Henry's cigarette can be seen. It is stationed at the edge of a street near the hotel.]}

I have decided to become a sculptor. This is my first piece. I call it, "Dinosaur."

_{[A miserable looking glameow wrapped up in its own tail waddles into the frame and mewls pitifully. 8C BURGER WOULD LIKE TO GO BACK INSIDE NOW.]}

This is my assistant, Burger.

_{["Gl'ymoowwwwwww!"]}

You were a big help, yeah. You're the best sculptor cat-thing!


((OOC: Anyone wandering around in Ecruteak is welcome to come by and admire/wreck his snowman.))

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<sub>[ 8c Why, Kaito. Why.]

[Well then. He could play that game. Henry abandoned his sculpting and stooped down to scoop up a huge-ass lopsided snowball. JUST STAY PUT KAITO THIS MIGHT TAKE A BIT.]</sub>

Thanks.

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[TEENAGER AT HEART

Also staying still is not in Kaito's vocabulary. He's tense and ready to move the moment Henry throws his snowball]

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<sub>[ >8I SCOOP SCOOP. He's trying to get the snow...lump into his arms. And now he's walking towards Kaito with it. No, he's not throwing this shit. He's going to TACKLE you with it.]

[Throwing snow is so mainstream.]</sub>