May. 23rd, 2011

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[At first the only thing visible in the feed is a huge pile of blankets. After a moment Danny pokes his head out and glares blearily at the communicator, visibly shivering.    He attempts to speak through chattering teeth.]

W-why is it so cold here all of a s-sudden?   Isn't it s-supposed to be s-summer?

[He pulls the blankets back over his head again, not noticing the thin tracery of ice starting to form where his fingers had just touched.]



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