[ Even as a kid, Raven didn't see the appeal of snow days. He's sure that has to do with his upbringing, though - his parents, stuffy as they were, didn't give him a break from his studies even when it was a winter wonderland right outside their window. Had to be a proper rich kid and live up to the family legacy and all that.
Now that he's older (and a total disgrace to the Atomais-Oltorain name), he still doesn't see it. The snow's cold and wet, soaking through his clothes in no time at all, and makes the roads damn near impossible to drive on. Not to mention his joints ache near constantly from the end of autumn to the beginning of spring, and he's guaranteed to catch at least four colds in three months.
But he's realized there's a lot in the world that his adopted son, Karol, sees that he doesn't. He feels that way with Yuri too. So he supposes he's found something good about the snow, even if it doesn't pertain directly to him: the sheer, youthful excitement they both get after a storm.
Bundled up in several sweaters underneath a robe, he shuffles through his little apartment to where his son and lover are getting ready to venture out into the cold, untouched snow. A fond smile tugs at his lips as he squats down to Karol's level with an "oof". ] It's freezing out there - you two sure you're wearin' enough? [ He pulls Karol's hat down firmly over his ears before looking up at Yuri. ]
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Now that he's older (and a total disgrace to the Atomais-Oltorain name), he still doesn't see it. The snow's cold and wet, soaking through his clothes in no time at all, and makes the roads damn near impossible to drive on. Not to mention his joints ache near constantly from the end of autumn to the beginning of spring, and he's guaranteed to catch at least four colds in three months.
But he's realized there's a lot in the world that his adopted son, Karol, sees that he doesn't. He feels that way with Yuri too. So he supposes he's found something good about the snow, even if it doesn't pertain directly to him: the sheer, youthful excitement they both get after a storm.
Bundled up in several sweaters underneath a robe, he shuffles through his little apartment to where his son and lover are getting ready to venture out into the cold, untouched snow. A fond smile tugs at his lips as he squats down to Karol's level with an "oof". ] It's freezing out there - you two sure you're wearin' enough? [ He pulls Karol's hat down firmly over his ears before looking up at Yuri. ]