Looking completely out of place in the white snow, the dark robed figure stumbles through. Hey, it must be the night for getting completely drunk and then stumbling along aimlessly. The being leans against the IGnews terminal and reads the headlines. Troy turns around steam rising from his now soaked head. he thinks its not that cold out, then his body responds with a shiver. Trying to shake some of the water from his hair, he then realizes his hair is kinda frozen. he attempts to Stand, with uneasy legs he decides he should sit awhile longer.