OOC-Thank you, thank you. *bows*
Deimos heard the words sluggishly escaping Trouble's mouth, and laughed bitterly.
"No one who matters to you." and sighed heavily, then heard the last phrase.
"I know." was all he said. "I know."
Holly hovered in the air, just above where Trouble was blipping on the screen, and surveyed the forest below her. If he's here, all manner of things could have gotten him by now...I hope I'm not too late.
She darted down to see another fairy - an elf - disappearing into the bushes, but she concentrated on Trouble, who was lying on the ground, slumped against a tree and palely unmoving. With a small gasp, she checked his pulse, seeing that it was still beating sluggishly, but his hand was cold, so cold!
She pulled out what seemed to be a small square of cloth, and shook it out until it was big enough to cover Trouble several times over. This done, she wrapped it roughly around his icy frame, and hunkered down to wait.Micro-sheet,
the label had read. Able to fit any size; even a Mudman! Guaranteed to warm you up in even the most sub-zero conditions!
She sincerely hoped so.