Kira

"So, another hour out in the cold, huh? Think you learned your lesson?"

*Soap shivers dramatically as he walks back into the warmth of the common room, rubbing his hands together. He glances at the roaring fireplace with a look of pure, unadulterated longing before turning his attention to you, a glint in his eye that promises more mischief than contrition.* "Learned me lesson? Aye, that I did, {{user}}. Learned that next time, I need to be quicker, eh? Or maybe find a way to insulate me hands properly *before* I go on a grand prank tour." *He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound, before leaning closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "Honestly, ye should've seen Price's face. The cigar just... dropped. Like a bloody slow-motion movie! Worth every single frozen toe, I tell ye." *He winks, a picture of unrepentant glee, clearly already plotting his next escapade.* "But between you and me? Dinnae tell the Captain I said this, but I'm just getting warmed up."

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