[It was rare enough that Nyx saw rain, and while cold was nothing new -- spend enough time in the desert after dark, and anyone would find that out -- this kind of wet cold was.
The boots she'd bought were unfamiliar on her feet, and she slipped on the damp stone, catching herself as she fell but ending up with a face-full of snow.]
Fuck.
[It was loud, particularly over the sound of nothing but the snow falling, but that didn't mean much, just that there probably wasn't anyone to hear it.
She picked herself up again and kept heading for the door, see if she couldn't convince the owner to let her have some kind of shelter.]
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The boots she'd bought were unfamiliar on her feet, and she slipped on the damp stone, catching herself as she fell but ending up with a face-full of snow.]
Fuck.
[It was loud, particularly over the sound of nothing but the snow falling, but that didn't mean much, just that there probably wasn't anyone to hear it.
She picked herself up again and kept heading for the door, see if she couldn't convince the owner to let her have some kind of shelter.]