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Kylo Ren ([personal profile] andrend) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs2016-11-15 10:17 pm

Hypothermia and You: A Guide No One Ever Reads

WHO: Kylo Ren
WHERE: Near the fountain
WHEN: Evening, November 15th
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: Incoming angry wet former Jedi with family issues
STATUS: Closed


It took almost no time at all for Kylo Ren to realize he had been submerged. The unfamiliar clothes that clung to his skin were heavy with the weight and chill of the water, and stuck uncomfortably to his skin while he fought to find the right orientation to kick and push himself upward. Everything on his body fought against his upward movement from the thing strapped to his back to the heavy and unfamiliar boots on his feet. When he breached the surface, both hands gripped tightly to the edge of the fountain and he hoisted himself out of its watery depths, rolling over the edge to the hard ground on the other side with deep, gasping breaths for air.

His thoughts were spinning wildly, and a chill clung as tightly to his skin as the over-saturated cotton pressing against him so uncomfortably. His mask and uniform were gone, and although he could feel the weight of the pack resting against his back, he could not sense his weapon. The air was frigid. His wet hair, skin and the drenched cotton and fabric clinging to his body did nothing to hold back the below freezing chill in the air. Rather than sit and gather his thoughts, Ren immediately began to remove his shoes and socks and set them to the side with his backpack. The scrub shirt followed, until Ren was left barefoot with only a tank top and the trousers.

Anyone out in the cold could come across Ren carrying a dripping backpack and bundle of foreign clothes as he deliberately makes his way barefoot into the town. His primary mission: find shelter before losing any of his digits or limbs to the cold. If not encountered in that state, Ren can be found eventually breaking or pushing his way into the first building he comes across in search of shelter from the elements. Especially if the building is giving off smoke or light.
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[personal profile] lastofthekellys 2016-12-10 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Mr Hux, yes. They, our captors, dressed him in red." Like herself, when she wore anything of the set uniform. Then she nods. "He left the same items as you, they're also upstairs.

I'd-

I'd ask if I could keep them, here. I'm happy to show you, but we also need the supplies."

A spare coat, spare flannel garments, spare socks, spare pack. Valuable commodities, here. Ren can, and should, have his own things back, but she also has others to think up.

"They're upstairs, if you wanted to look?"