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I am stuck in my inn room by this white plague.
My own jewelry is so cold it burns my skin.
Attempted to build a fire, but the circle box on the ceiling began to screech deafeningly.

Someone give me a proper burial when this is over.

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[angel_of_death]

Another god?

[And a king at the same time, it would seem. Given their first conversation, it's an easy enough picture to piece together.]

I'll remember.

[hor]

Yes, he's my mortal enemy or so the story goes.

[ And yet he's coming to save him and Horus wants to let him, so that's probably the second bombshell in this conversation after implying his father is the king of the underworld. ]

[angel_of_death]

A-hah.

[That story sounds about as plausible as the one with Lady Sekhmet.]

This king wouldn't happen to be the same King Set you told me about when we first met, would he?

[hor]

One and the same.
I'll tell you more of him later. There's much I still wish to learn.

[angel_of_death]

We can trade stories in front of the fire once we get you out of the cold.

[The nice warm fire, nestled in that nice little fireplace they have in the house he shares with his friend.]

[hor]

I suppose an argument will warm both Uncle and I up. I cannt promie your furnitre will survve!

[ Typos are starting as his fingers start freezing too much u_u ]

[angel_of_death]

If you break it, you're either fixing it or buying it.

[His words may be cold, but he quickens his pace.]

A warm meal and a warm drink will do you just as good.

voice;

[hor]

Good I'm an alchemist. [ His voice is very close to the phone, since the alarm is still going, annoyingly. ] I'm--

[ In the background, Set's voice rings out with "Horus?! Can you hear me?!" though it's even harder to hear, given the alarm. ]

We'll wait for your arrival, Walter. Perhaps pick up a shovel on the way.

[angel_of_death]

[That is a horrible sound.]

Don't you worry. I'll find a way to get you out quickly.

[hor]

But not too quickly!

[ HE'LL LOSE A TOE FOR A GOOD SET CUDDLE, THANKS. He hangs up now. ]

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[angel_of_death]

[Not to quickly, he says. Come slowly, he says. And right after acting like he was going to die.

Horus sounds awfully fond of his 'mortal enemy'.

When Walter does eventually get to the inn, he sends off a text to Horus' phone.]

I'm here. Are you ready to be rescued yet?

[hor]

[ He takes a good minute to respond. After all, Set is in the room now, and he's happy to be held by him and kept warm. But he is, at least, not forgetful and he doesn't have any wish for the two of them to die together. He suspects Set would be okay with dying, but not with letting him die either.

Either way, he has to mention it to Set that someone's coming before he responds anyway, so it takes probably just long enough to make Walter worry before he responds. ]

Come get us, Sir Hero!

Action!

[angel_of_death]

[Walter doesn't like waiting. He likes worrying even less. Worrying and waiting? Simply unacceptable.

Consequentially, he passes the time by clearing out the entrance to the inn... which is presently where the tenant to the room he decided to commandeer a door from is now complaining bitterly about him.

It's midway through having to listen to the rant that Walter realizes he's missed a message. Now ignoring said irate tenant as they complain to the person at the desk, Walter reads over the message, then promptly walks out the doors...

...taking the commandeered door with him.]

Horus~!

[He calls his friend's name out loud, his tone languid and sing-song.]

Are you still alive? Have you frozen yourself stiff yet?

sorry for the wait! jumping in

[suetekh]

[Set hadn't been expecting anybody and when he hears someone call for Horus, he lifts his head and looks towards the source.]

So somebody was coming to help you?

[And Set hadn't been needed. It wasn't exactly a trick but Set also realizes he didn't need to come. Also it looks bad if he's here with Horus. He moves to go, trying to push Horus off.]

Go and don't let him see me.

[Dramatic.]

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[hor]

We're down here!

[ Horus turns his head to look in the direction Walter is calling from. He would've told Walter to stay away if he didn't think they would both need help eventually. Cuddling is amazing and Horus can't say he's not happy about it. He doesn't stop Set from pushing him away, but doesn't pull any further than he's forced to. He speaks in a normal voice. No need to hide that he showing to Set. ]

He called when you were already on the way. Neither of us would've made it this long without injury if you hadn't come.

[ He holds up his fingers in between them, the tips tinted purple. His lips look slightly warmer, but still not their usual tone. He'd be without any color if Set hadn't come. Maybe Set would've fared okay without him. ]

I can't let anyone or anything else kill you either. You're coming.

[angel_of_death]

[Zeroing in on the sound of the familiar voice of his friend calling out, Walter stops in front of the rather remaining portion of the doorway that hasn't been buried underneath the snow. Not even so much as putting down the door he carries, the raven-haired youth bends into a crouch, peering inside.]

Ah. There you are.

[One... two people. The other person must be the Lord Set that Horus mentioned.]

I decided against the shovel in the end. It would have taken too long to dig you out with something so small.

[suetekh]

I'm not going--

[But then there is Walter, peeking in. Without thinking, Set glares. He isn't trying to be a jerk but he is trying to come off as if he's Horus' enemy here. As if he hadn't been trying to keep him warm.

He does stand, with his barely functional coat which is really just a thin jacket. Just to look big and menacing, as if he truly is the villain.]

So then you came for this chick.

[hor]

[ As Set stands, Horus throws himself forward so his arms are back around Set's shoulders. It doesn't do much for his intimidation tactic to have the "chick" hanging off of him. He lets out a laugh, which puffs as fog in the air. He hasn't even put his wings away to do this, so it looks particularly comedic. ]

Are you two competing for the most dramatic entrance?

[angel_of_death]

[The glare isn't very effective. No actual move has been made, and Horus already made it clear the other god wasn't coming to bring harm.]

No, but it almost looks like your dear enemy is concerned I'm here to roast you, little chick.

[Set called Horus a chick first. He's running with it. Serves Horus right for making him wait.]

Just to be clear, I'm here to steal you both away.

[suetekh]

[Set tries to shake Horus off of him. It's true, the image of Horus just hanging off of him and laughing makes Set look much less threatening. It also does not do any favors for their rivalry.

So he pushes Horus away and tries to go back to the intimidation tactic that isn't working.]

If you could kill him then he wouldn't worth keeping alive. [Yikes.

But he does move to go past Walter.] I'm not coming with you. You two can go off to play.

[hor]

Not you too. I'm a full adult, you know.

[ Horus tries for all of two seconds to fight Set pushing him off, though it doesn't last past Set saying he's not coming. Horus's expression gets a little more serious and, frankly, slightly irate. He gets where Set is coming from, but this is a very real threat. They could both genuinely freeze out here. Convincing him through means of his wellbeing or care never work, so Horus tries a more dramatic, but not necessarily untrue tactic: ]

You're from a time before I was born, remember? If you die here from exposure, I'll die back home before we even get a chance to meet. You can sulk in the corner at Walter's.

[angel_of_death]

[Walter's smirk remains, but the mirth in his eyes cools considerably.

If the worth of someone's life was measured in whether or not he was able to kill them, there would be an awfully small number 'worthy of life'.]

Or wherever else you choose to sulk at once I get you out. I just happen to have a functioning fireplace.

[suetekh]

[Set is as stubborn as a bull, just as gentle as one too. But when Horus brings that point up, it makes him realize that the other god is right. He has to defeat Set to show his true right for the throne. He doesn't think that he would die here but in the off chance... ]

Fine.

[Although he would like to point out that he has already been able to get out of his place and then into Horus'. But he keeps his mouth shut, not acknowledging anything. Including Walter's expression because he simply doesn't notice.]

[hor]

Sounds like he likes the idea of sulking next to the fireplace.

[ His tone is back to cheery, even if his voice is shaky with the cold. He pointedly does move to file behind Set in "line", lest the man decide to try to steer away from the rescue party. ]

Oh. [ He shakes his shoulders and shimmies his wings away, pouting slightly. Set's leftover body warmth is fading away...! If Set hasn't moved toward following Walter at that point, Horus will slap him on the back with both hands gently to encourage him. If he has, he'll be following him closely and going back to shivering as the cold starts setting in again and he tries to huddle up to Set's back while they walk and he talks. ]

Walter, this is Lord Uncle Set, current king of Egypt and god of the desert and well-defined shoulder blades. Set, this is my human friend, Walter.

[angel_of_death]

A pleasure to meet you, your Majesty.

[It's a formality in speaking, nothing more (and he won't even acknowledge that point about the shoulder blades, however well-defined the god's body may be). Instead, Walter focuses more on the work at hand, wielding the kinetic magic at his disposal to -- rather forcefully -- impale the loose door into the snow. Using both his body and his magic, it's very little time at all before he has enough of the snow cleared for all to emerge from the room comfortably.]