Jared looked at Yukita.  "Was that comment truly neccessary?" he near growled angrilly, standing up from his relaxed position near the fire.  "We are just trying to hang out and you prance on in here just to get him mad...unbelievable." he said in a disgusted tone, slamming his hot chocolate mug down on the table...pulling his beanie over his head.

Jackson sighed heavily, and laid on his cot in tenced formation.  He decided to stay out of the drama...

"So... who wants to tell stories?" Grayson called in the silence...only to be delivered a cold glare from his roomates...

It was darkening out and Jason was still out alone.  The frost bit at his bare feet and revealed back.  He had to escape things... the dagger from their grandfather was in his pants... the snow had stopped and Jason no longer felt the cold.  The moon shined brightly against the ice, he knew he would freeze to death if he didnt head back... but he didnt want to... he just wanted to be alone.

Chris picked up the cracked frame and put it on his nightstand...it was a photo of him and Jason when they were young boys, a time when Jason was always smiling.  He threw away the glas.s and ran his fingers across the faces in the portrait...  the fire burned lightly in the fireplace... he pulled on his jacket and went to the cabin's porch...

Myst  overlooked from the den and saw a boy standing alone...she glanced at her friends..."Well well well...looks like we got a wanderer." she whispered through a wicked smile.

Grayson sighed and climbed into bed... the cabin was surprisingly warm due to the fire's activity...hopefully it would burn all night.  He was annoyed with Yukita...why the hell would she say something like that when Jason said nothing, talk about ignorant.  But he rolled his eyes and lay on his side, his eyes shutting.

Jackson climbed into bed soon after Grayson, hopefully tomorrow would hold much kinder words.

Jared stood up, throwing a log on the fire before going to the porch, bundled up accordingly.  He spotted Chris.  "That was out of hand, I'm sorry." he apologized looking out over the snowbanks, scanning for the barly dressed Jason.

Mystel smiled dangerously, a wicked look in her bright green eyes.  "I plan to." she stated expressionlessly before gliding back to her seat.

Chris looked up at Jared.  "No, no.  Its fine." he said, trying to force a smile.  "Jason has never been...uh." he stopped looking out into the snow, he gave a sigh of relief to see Jason strolling back across the ice.

Jason was still some time away, he could just make out the shape of the cabins farther away.  He didnt sink through the snow due to the heavy and extremely hard ice.  The snow had picked up into light fluries once more and the cold melted as it hit his fair skin. 

Jason stopped in mid-stride and looked back across the tundra.  He surprisingly wasnt cold.  The snow had stopped once more and the moon was bright.  He ran his foot across the ice and looked up at Chris, giving a slight wave of his hand before beggining to turn and go back to a small place he found.  It overlooked the broad icy sea...a near 600 meter drop.  He sighed and came to this edge, sitting far enough away so the ground was sturdy but close enough to sea the ocean.  He watched as small fish jumped above the water... his jaw clenching.

Chris sighed as his brother turned to go.  He ran inside, grabbing a blanket... racing across the tundra as fast as he could, coming up behind his brother...putting the blanket at his feet. "Cold?" Jason shook his head. 

"Just want to clear my mind." he stated expressionlessly not turning around.

Chris nodded and sighed, he began to back up, not expecting his brother to stop him.  He didnt... he raced back to the cabin, holding the door open for Jared before curling up in his cot, and falling asleep

MYstel smiled..."Very interesting." she smiled.

Wolfy was so bored in the meeting she fell asleep.

((FAIL!!!!!!!!! Srry i haznt been on we just moved to chicago. we just got internet today also.)))

Chris couldnt sleep, he sprung out of bed still seeing his brother's bed empty.  He stood up, returning to the porch... he squinted through the tundra, not spotting Jason anywhere.  What if something happened to him?  He bit his lip, he should quit worrying... his brother could take care of himself, he always had.  He began to pace but ended up just returning to the cabin, he poked the fire, making it once again blaze warmly.  He glanced at his sleeping roomates, sighing heavily and laying back down.

Mystel pushed Wolfy to the ground.  A playful smile on her face, but it quickly shifted back to her dark glare, she strolled calmly through the ice, her bare feet silent on the icy floor.