The new Snow, both looks and taste

Snow had passed out, his consciousness had escaped him completely. He felt his body go limp and begin to slide to the side, towards Akira. Should she let him fall he would simply lie there. Drifting away to the void that was within his mind. Should she catch him, then he would stammer through his words asking her to help him home. 

His mind on the inside would be exploding into a vision, a vision that would seem far to insane to understand with a sane mind, but luckily for Snow, he was not of a sane mind. This vision would continue, showing him the beginnings of every thing and person, and place. The beginning of the universe playing out for him within his own mind. Now the only question was where this vision would take him.

Exit
TWC: 301
Claims: +301 towards oceanic burial (2101/3750)

Her question would be answered, as the Snjor began to slide to the side. Collapsing into the prepared arms of the aware vixen. She had suddenly leaned her weight forward from the counter, to keep him from falling. Her hands steadying him by grabbing beneath his arms.

Akira couldn't help but feel a hint of surprise. Again there was close contact. Something that she spent so many years avoiding. Being deprived of yet afraid of.

She couldn't pull away this time though. Doing so would send Snjor to the rough impact that would meet with the floor beneath.

She swallowed deeply, hearing his faint words that was asking for her to help him home.

Akira would nod her head, despite the fact that he probably wouldn't be able to see her do so. She pulled him to rest most of his weight against her shoulder. Akira was a woman, yet she held a decent amount of strength.

The walk home wouldn't be far. Fortunately the vixen had enough time to sober up a little. She began her way to the bar's exit. Taking her time to prevent Snjor from tripping over his own feet. During the trip, she did her best to distract herself the situation. Admiring the way the moon lit up the night sky. "Have a pleasant night, Snjor~" -Exit-
{WC: 221}  {1,260}

{Claims}
+ 6 Speed | 6 Strength
False Lightning (1,260/1,500)