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[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

WHAT BLIZZARD
WHERE BLIZZARD
WHEN BLIZZARD

[Oh shit. That is A LOT of snow.

It might be time to get holed up with someone!! Maybe share a blanket? Huddle for warmth? See who can REALLY cook? Do rock paper scissors to go retrieve anyone stuck by themselves?]

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[appliedscience]

[well, the nice thing about a blizzard is how much it empties out the the shop. Tony makes himself a coffee, enjoying the quiet and the unlikelihood that anyone is going to suddenly show up and break it]

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[yeah that's definitely not asking for anything

Thor pushes the doors open, leaving like, a thor-shaped imprint in the snow like he has tunneled his way in, grunting.]

[appliedscience]

[This feels like maybe it was inevitable]

If you get snow everywhere, you're mopping it up.

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ it's cute that you'd think that

popping up by the counter, though she's at least polite enough to wait for him to finish making his coffee to chirp: ]

Good afternoon.

[ where the hell did she even come from ]

[appliedscience]

[looking around. what]

Were you hiding in the bathroom? Where did you even come from?

[coldhand]

[That is too much snow. No one asked for this much snow. It's cold and it fucks up visibility.

It also means taking shelter wherever's convenient, because Bucky's not making it back to the apartment in this. Even if she didn't have bad luck with directions around here, it's too easy to get lost.

Hopefully the coffee is still hot?]

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

Ah.

[awkward wave??]

Hello there. Hello again. Fancy meeting you here.

[appliedscience]

[Not even entirely to Bucky]

Am I seriously the only place left standing?

[whiskeysour]

[TIME TO KICK OPEN SOME DOORS

Which is to say she's taking cover immediately, in whatever building happens to be closest. Even if the door is frozen shut she's not taking no for an answer.]

Jesus. Christ.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[you made it to Heavenly Grounds!! there is a space prince wrapped up in blankets and drinking hot coffee. waves!!]

Hello again.

[appliedscience]

[join the party, it's warm here]

Bad day?

[coldhand]

[Waving one hand at, coffee cup still balanced between two fingers.

Look, it was cold out there.]

[mistruths]

[ I hate snow.

heeee's probably hiding (sulking) in his apartment--which tony may or may not be the only person around who knows where that is. hm. ]

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[guess who's going to ask Tony if he knows where his brother is!

He braved the storm to come check on him. He lightly knocks against the wall.]

Loki.

[appliedscience]

[Guess who's also here, knocking]

I know you're in there. It is very cold out here.

[beginningofwisdom]

[he's just sort of standing there in a clear space in the snow, peering around as if to get his bearings. the air inside that clear space is surprisingly warm, and a red-glowing gem the size of a fist is lazily orbiting him.]

...now, which way were the apartments again...

[rightwingman]

[watching the rock, that's new]

In the opposite direction of where you're facing, of course.

[ghostfromthemachine]

It is a little difficult to see in this mess, isn't it?

[ hello again ]

[ahorseforgood]

[hm. hmmm. well tHAT'S new and different.]

:Were you hoping for a guide--?:

[supraliminally]

[ Welp, somehow you were caught outside when it really started coming down and you're stuck on the street with snow piling up around you. Also some lady not remotely dressed for the weather is falling into step next to you. She looks really amused about something, like she's trying not to laugh. ]

Some weather we're having, isn't it?

[starspangledman]

[wow that's a lot of snow. Steve's making his way into Heavenly Grounds, taking a look around]

Anyone know where I could get a shovel?

[coldhand]

[People keep ending up here. It's a thing. At least, it seems to be because Bucky's already here.]

Not worth it until the snow stops. The snow will be back before you finish.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[waves!! drinking coffee]

I don't know that a shovel will do it, Rogers.

[asmashingsuccess]

I'm sure it'll mysteriously melt in a matter of hours as soon as it's not entertaining anymore.

[appliedscience]

[from behind the counter]

Please tell me you're not going to try to shovel an active blizzard.