No Light In Those Bright Blue Eyes

[The feed clicks on to show Frau wrapped up in winter gear and covered in a giant quilt. In his own home. With a fire going in the background.]

To whomever this may concern...

It's fucking cold.

[filtered to Killua]

You doing okay?

[/filter]

[The PCD turns on to show Frau sitting at his nice, clean kitchen table. He's giving the feed a nice, welcoming smile.]

Alright, so I was wondering if we had some sort of wanted ads here or anything of the sort because, well, I'm looking for a roommate. You'd get your own room. I have plenty of food, fire wood, and extra clothes and blankets stocked up for the winter and plenty of clean water to drink. We'd have to share a bathroom but that shouldn't be too terrible. If anyone is interested just let me know! We can meet up, chat, get to know each other. Whatever you're comfortable with. I'm willing to answer any questions anyone may have.








{{ooc: This'll be a first come first serve type of thing. }}

[The video clicks on to show Frau sitting in the kitchen of his apartment. If one looked close enough they might be able to see the corner of a pile of wood on his floor, or what looks like a rather large quilt made from scraps of cloth, or the extra coat hanging off the back of his chair. But the look on his face is a rather concerned one.]

I know that everyone is going to have this problem soon enough but I was wondering if anyone here knows any good ways of staying warm this winter.

[You know, for someone who can't produce any body heat.]

[The video turns on to show Frau grinning, only something is different about him. Rows of razor sharp teeth line his mouth and gills run down from behind his ears and to his neck.]

Guys, this is awesome.

[He sweeps the PCD down to show the rest of his body. Just below his belly button his body changes to that of a blue shark. Sleek and a little slimmer providing for quicker movements. The color tints all the way up his back and around his torso before fading into a paler color.]

I'm a friggin shark man.

[The screen flicks to life to show Frau sitting next to an open window, the PCD propped up on the table next to him. He closes his eyes and smiles as the wind pushes through and ruffles his hair.]

The weather is wonderful today.

[A few more moments pass where he is just enjoying the warmth of the sun washing over him. He suddenly seems to have remembered what the point of turning on the PCD was.]

Oh right. Does anyone here know how to make chocolate? Or have any books on how?

 [The PCD is laying on the ground next to Frau's leg. The angle cuts off most of his face and captures the bright green of the tree he is leaning against. There isn't much sound, only that of shaky labored breathing. Frau shifts, fumbling for a cigarette, but ends up dropping it. It lands on the PCD. He goes to grab it and notices that the red light on the thing is on. He grabs both the PCD and the cigarette and stares at it with as much curiosity as his haggard features can muster.]

Oh. [It's recording. He turns the thing off before mustering up the energy to put the cigarette back in his mouth.]

{{OOC: This is post mind-bend with Fran.}}

Threadhopping: I'm cool with it. Just make sure you give me a heads up first.
Backtagging: I don't mind at all. To me it's just the same as regular tagging.
Hugging this character: If you hug you will likely get hugged back. Frau's a friendly guy.
Kissing this character: Again, I'm okay with it. I guess it depends on who you are and how the kiss is delivered, but expect a potentially very friendly return.
Relationships: If it happens, it happens. You can't stop love~
Punching this character: You wanna get in a fight with Frau? By all means, go right on ahead. He most likely wont hold back so be careful. He can be kind of vicious.
Injury: Likely unavoidable. I'm okay with it.
Death: Again, I would prefer to avoid it. Partially because Frau is another undead character of mine and I'm not sure how that would work.

If you would like to plot something with me and my lovely muse, you can either send me a PM here, email me (froggy_112000@yahoo.com) or send me a message on plurk (empi_reofdirt)

[The video being transmitted is dark. The flare of a tiny fire followed by the somewhat steady glow of a lit cigarette are the only things that show there is something living on the other end of that screen.]

S'kinda difficult to see what you're doin' when it's dark as the belly of Verloren hisself.

[The steady thump, thump, thump of footsteps is heard before the view is set awash in moonlight. The light reveals a somewhat skewed video of a tall man dressed in a dark jacket with a shock of blond hair.]

There we go. [A smirk] Tha's what I'm talkin 'bout. [He drops something that looked to be vaguely like a small animal to the ground with a lifeless thud and wiped the corner of his mouth.]

[He looks around.] This place looks like crap. Gone from one hell to another huh? [A grin slowly pulls around the cigarette butt in his mouth.] Bring it on.