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Ora makes a random post while adding that snow would be better if it was warmer but that he also wouldn't mind going out and making a snowlizzard or something...

Krait stood in front of the Bar Construct, tasting the air with his little blue tongue. He had his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his velvet pants and a warm hoodie over his shirt. The darkness in the city was not unwelcome to him, but he was curious about it. When the sun had not risen, Krait had dragged himself out of bed. Without something warm to keep his blood flowing through his veins, he found himself cranky, tired and sluggish. He'd made his way out, looking to get a hot drink, and before he'd ever made it to the Mall he'd come across the Bar Construct standing in the middle of the park. Krait frowned and sniffed with his tongue again. Yes, the smell of blood was on this Construct, among the smell of metal, leather and oil. Krait blinked slowly. Something didn't...feel right.

In the chill of the dark city, Krait's reaction time was lackluster at best. It wasn't until Absinthe had finished speaking that he turned his face to her, and flickes his tongue out to taste. "I don't know." He replied, softly and blinking slowly at her. "He was like this when I found him. He's pretty far away from the Bar, too..." Krait paused, the thoguhts moving slowly through his head in the cold. "You think a Rosin is doing this?" He asked quietly, no real sound of emotion in his voice, but ample caution. He did not want to alarm anyone, and he certainly didn't want to give himself cause for fright.

Keshi wandered into the park. Looking around wondering if anything was different? She saw some other rosin. Keshi didn't want ot be a bother so she watched as she walked through the park soaking up the sunshine she missed oh so much.

"That's awful!" Absinthe exclaimed, her eyes looking around in case such a person would still be around, waiting for a next victim. The only one she saw was a pale woman a good bit off, but she didn't seem dangerous, at least, she didn't seem dangerous to the young girl.

"...Are you okay?" She finally asked the snake-boy, noticing how distant he'd been. "You kinda look sick."

"Oh, okay," Abby responded, shrugging as she looked back over at the strange pale woman. She couldn't quite tell from this distance, but she looked pretty tall, too, like Krait. Abby pondered this for a moment, her gaze going from the snake boy to the pale woman, back and forth.

"Is she your sister?" She finally asked, thinking that to be the only reason for their similarity. The question brought back memories of Laudanum, and Abby's increasing worry that he would never recover from sickness.