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This time of year, snow is common. What’s uncommon is the single, strange snowfall that glistened like tiny diamonds. Everything about the snow seemed normal—it’s cold, wet, and melts just like any other snow, it just also happens to look like tiny little gems are falling from the sky. Depending on who you’re with, it’s either incredibly strange, or incredibly romantic.

With delicate steps, Chalcanthite wandered through the falling snow as he searched for another target to drain. The flute had become quite useful as well as his recent promotion to the rank of General. Gone was the time for coattails, they would get in the way of his arrows. His quiver now lay bare for the world to see on his hip. His heart was still aching though as he felt himself floating farther away from his sister and into his work. It was then as he walked in silent contemplation, that he saw a group of people standing at the end of a nearby alley.

Now was a time for action, he withdrew the flute from his breast pocket and began to play. An alien sound echoed through the narrow alley, carrying its odd and beautiful melody to the ears of those at its end. At first they may have thought it odd but, Chalcanthite smiled as they slowly fell under the music’s trance. With the dexterity and speed of a cat, Chalcanthite quickly drained some energy from the group as he continued to play. Once enough was taken, he left to look for the next targets. The melody echoing through the network of alleyways as he walked past each intersection.

Chalcanthite felt a familiar aura, one he had not felt since Halloween. She was close, perhaps listening to his music as he played. As he looked up towards the rooftops, he noticed an odd aura to the snow as it fell. It almost looked as if the snow itself were crystals falling from the sky. After a moment, he returned to playing his flute as he progressed forward through the streets. If she wanted to speak with him she would probably do so soon and he could see how the strange flute effected her as well.

Chalcanthite felt her slowly close the gap between them, it was odd though. Playing the flute without any ear protection always left him a little dazed. Hopefully in time he would gain an immunity to it or find a better way around the trance for himself. With a smile he turned to face her and put the flute away in his coat's breast pocket. His hair had small clumps of snow stuck to it from where he had stayed still for too long. The crystalline appearance of the snow was quite charming as an accent to his hair as he waited for Lacerta to return to her senses.

"It is nice to see you again young miss." With a slight bow, he gestured for her to come closer after calling out to her. She looked well, given the events of Halloween. Inside he was a bit worse for wear but in time it would pass, there was always research to be done and work to do.

She had not changed at all since their last meeting, where he had gained a rank and a greater burden, she looked the same at least in attire. It looked like something bothered her now though, that she maybe had her own burden. He question piqued his interest, had she finally put two and two together about his alliance.

"In all honesty, I have been busy with sort of a musical adventure. Composing things and looking into some things regarding all the oddness that seemed to occur last season. Swamp monsters and the like but nothing came of it and it simply dissipated. How have you been, I hope you are well and free of things that go bump in the night." The flute rested heavily in his breast pocket as he adjusted his stance. His attire had slimmed down since her previous rank. While it was useful for his archery, it didn't assist with the winter weather in the slightest.