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Evening had fallen over the lands, dark coming to cover the territory like a blanket. With it came a wave of cold air - the temperature had been falling all day but now it went even faster, nearing negative degrees around the border area that she approached. The Angela had been missing her friend ever since the feast they had gone to together during the Winter Festival but hadn't felt the need to go and seek him out until this night. She had brought a few items that she hoped he would enjoy - some alcohol and a big baggie of the stuff Barrett always gave to her - the plant that made her feel great and relaxed. She shivered a little despite her cloak and opened up one of the bottles to take a swig of the liquid inside. It burnt her throat on the way down and she coughed a bit, reaching down to pick up a handful of snow and swallow it down. Her throat immediately felt better. She took a joint from the pouch around her waist, reaching into her cloak pocket for something to light it with.
The female had the pack on her back, the belt around her waist, and a long dark cloak on that fell all the way down to the tops of her feet...but nothing else. She normally didn't feel cold but tonight was especially chilly. She wouldn't have even carried the pack if she hadn't needed to. She'd chosen to come partially to see Jazper but partially just for the walk itself. Nani had been drinking a bit...more toward the end of the trip than the beginning...and she'd been smoking throughout. It'd been a great day. She crossed the border without a second thought, so intent on seeking Jazper. She entered the territory and walked for an undetermined amount of time, trying to locate his scent among the others. When she did, she stalked the smell until she came up against a giant curved wall. "Jazper!" She called, pounding her fist against the wood. "JAZZ, I HAVE PRESENTS FOR YOU, MANNN" She called.
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