the cold never bothered me anyway
Healing Snow
Melissa would hear him, the clumping of the ships stairs, the movement of him coming down the hall. Yet she would not go to him, she had just showered, thus her hair currently needed the attention. Her brush gently passed through the strands of black that fell against her head. The wet strands stuck gently to her face. When he opened the door to the room, she would look at him with a smile, her bra was the only thing covering her chest, revealing the bandages that covered her waist. She would not ask him how everything went. She knew him well enough that he would talk when he was ready. So she would return to the vanity table and continue to brush her hair. The Yuki Yuki No Mi woman could feel him looking at her until he began to strip off himself. Bandaging his own wounds.
He spoke, his voice somewhat strange, so it would seem that they had stumbled upon something that out weighed them in every aspect, world famous faces were appearing and these two were getting mixed up in it. Typical, they get a warning and Leparo wants to run straight in. A soft smile would find its way to her red lips. "Naturally, we don't tend to run away from much do we. Can't allow people to think we run when told now can we?" Melissa would say gently as she finished her hair. "This wound isn't as bad as i thought, as long as i don't over exert myself, though I'm going to have to be careful, can't go full snow girl otherwise the stitches will fall out" Melissa would say, annoyance in her voice. Typical this hindrance would piss her off. Placing a dressing gown on, the young girl would sit next to her man, a hand touched his knee. "So whats the plan?" she asked with a wicked smile.
He spoke, his voice somewhat strange, so it would seem that they had stumbled upon something that out weighed them in every aspect, world famous faces were appearing and these two were getting mixed up in it. Typical, they get a warning and Leparo wants to run straight in. A soft smile would find its way to her red lips. "Naturally, we don't tend to run away from much do we. Can't allow people to think we run when told now can we?" Melissa would say gently as she finished her hair. "This wound isn't as bad as i thought, as long as i don't over exert myself, though I'm going to have to be careful, can't go full snow girl otherwise the stitches will fall out" Melissa would say, annoyance in her voice. Typical this hindrance would piss her off. Placing a dressing gown on, the young girl would sit next to her man, a hand touched his knee. "So whats the plan?" she asked with a wicked smile.