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D0G ([personal profile] g00d_d0ggie) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2009-12-10 03:07 pm
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It's a winter wonderland out behind Milliways today. The lake is frozen over, icicles hang from every bough and eave, and there's a foot of snow on the ground with more coming down.

It's lovely to look at, but less lovely to be out in, if one is a biological life form that's not adapted to cold temperatures.

Combat droids, however, like it just fine.

[identity profile] shoeless-ed.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
A snowball smacks into the ground about a foot and a half to D0G's left. A giggle in the vicinity of a nearby stand of trees hints at where the projectile came from.

[identity profile] 2woolongdatadog.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
There is some excited barking from roughly the same area as the earlier giggling. The barking is quickly shushed.

This is followed by a rapid series of soft, muffled crunching noises, as if something - or a couple of somethings, were moving quickly across the snow.

[identity profile] 2woolongdatadog.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
A surprised "Meephhhhh!" comes from the snowball's area of impact, accompanied by a canine yip. Seconds later a snow-covered Welsh corgi emerges from the trees. He walks up to D0G, sniffs grumpily, and then shakes off, spattering snow all over the droid.

[identity profile] shoeless-ed.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Return fire comes in the form of a smaller snowball that smacks into D0G's chest.

[identity profile] shoeless-ed.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
This time Ed dodges the throw - and it's clearly Ed, as she tumbles out of the trees in the course of avoiding the attack. However, since she's wearing boots, she's much clumsier than usual and ends up faceplanting into the snow.

[identity profile] shoeless-ed.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Ed levers herself up from the snow and shakes her head briskly, not quite getting all of it out of her hair.

She's wearing a quilted red coat, black snow pants, calf-high boots, and mittens. Either it was too cold for her to go unencumbered as she usually does, or the Bar wouldn't let her outside without her bundling up first.

[identity profile] shoeless-ed.livejournal.com 2009-12-11 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Ed throws a handful of snow in D0G's face, and scrambles away with a delighted shriek.

[identity profile] shoeless-ed.livejournal.com 2009-12-11 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Ed attempts to scamper up a tree, falls in the snow again (stupid boots) and instead opts for darting into the woods, where the trees are close together and she can move more easily than D0G can.

[identity profile] 2woolongdatadog.livejournal.com 2009-12-11 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Arf! Arf! Arf!" Ein is raising one hell of a racket behind D0G, and running around in circles to boot.

(Of course, this may be a clever distraction.)

[identity profile] shoeless-ed.livejournal.com 2009-12-11 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Ed peers out from behind a tree, a very twiggy snowball in hand.