Snowball fight -- party post!

[no_mere_marble]

Contrary to popular belief, there is snow in the higher mountains of Greece and Asia Minor in winter.

When Antinoos came in from sweltering Thebes tonight and found snow outside, he got himself warm clothes like a Greek hunter or Roman soldier in winter would wear, and ran right outside. He had missed snow!

Now he's out there, enjoying the snow and the cold, and acting, for once, exactly as young as he is. After a while, he finds that he can't resist the idea of surprising some poor unfortunate (he's outside, so it's no violence, right), and when a somewhat small and scruffy fellow comes outside, he gets a soft, large snowball right in the face, from a safe position twenty yards away, in the bushes.

Ned Poins, however, is well versed with ambushes, so he spots soon where the attack came from, and gathers snow to retaliate, running towards the shrubbery -- and so, the battle is joined, and soon, there is a big white-and-brown dog yelping excitedly, and a big, blond Scotsman grinning widely and waiting to decide which side to take.

However, when you come outside today, you might get caught in the crossfire; or perhaps you'd like to join the battle just for the fun of it?



[[OOC: Party post -- tag in, then splat somebody else! Have at! Open until the weekend ends. Snowball fight as per this post.]]
[[ETA: Gone to bed now -- please threadhop and have the snowball fight among yourselves! Thanks!]]

Comments

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus was not expecting Milliways to have as much snow when he went outside and he dodges a snowball with a smile.

This is one of the good parts of the season and he moves behind a tree, blocking some snowballs with his umbrella and tossing one out into the fray, it ends up in Sariel's direction.

[visible_sariel]

The snowball ends up being a narrow miss, but when something goes whizzing past your ear, you're going to notice. "Ooh..." Now where did that come from?

Somebody's moving slowly in the direction of your tree, Tumnus, and they have a snowball or two in hand before long.

[friend_of_lucy]

Since he threw that last snowball, Tumnus has set his umbrella on his arm and created a pile that he's throwing.

He only wishes that Lucy and her siblings were here, he knows how they love a snowball fight.

[visible_sariel]

Okay, now her other arm is bedecked in powdery snow. Oops?

Incoming return volley, Tumnus!

[friend_of_lucy]

He laughs and dodges as the snowball hits his arm, the snow getting stuck in his fur as he throws another at her.

[visible_sariel]

Splat! Now her right leg is besnowed. That just requires a second snowball be thrown in reply, doesn't it? Wheeeee!

[friend_of_lucy]

She throws it when he's reaching for another one and it hits his other side, this time putting snow on his scarf as he turns around with two more.

[visible_sariel]

Uh-oh! Evasive action! Sariel dodges to one side and bends down to scoop up a handful of snow in each hand. She isn't to the point of stockpiling yet, but she'll at least be making a couple snowballs on the fly.

Dodging does not mean entirely unable to be hit, however.

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus likes being prepared and waves at her before throwing another one, but high as she is creating snowballs.

[visible_sariel]

She gets some powdery scatter in her curls with that one. And waves back with the hand not occupied by a snowball of her own. Hi there!

*Then* she stands up and throws that snowball in his direction. She's got a couple more in reserve, now.

[friend_of_lucy]

His umbrella is now leaning against the tree he's behind and her snowball hits him in the chest but he has one all set for her.

He also adds with a laugh, "For Narnia!"

[visible_sariel]

"Saint Lucia!" she replies, giggling. Fire one! And a second, just for good measure.

It's a little ironic that someone's invoking a tropical island while throwing snowballs around, isn't it?

[friend_of_lucy]

He doesn't know anything about the name and bows to her with his next snowball, it also works as a way to dodge.

[visible_sariel]

She doesn't know Narnia. They're even.

Her return inclination of the head works as something of a dodge too, as it happens. It doesn't stop her responding with a snowball of her own as Tumnus's offering clips her shoulder.

[friend_of_lucy]

Once the pleasantries are over, he ducks behind the tree again to send a few snowballs her way.

[visible_sariel]

One misses, one doesn't--flump! and she dodges behind a tree of her own before the third can clobber her.

She'll be sending a couple snowballs back in his direction, only ducking out of cover long enough to throw them. Short breaks from cover might just be enough, though...

[friend_of_lucy]

They can be and soon Tumnus' fur starts to turn white with snow.

[visible_sariel]

Soon, Sariel is a thoroughly snow-spattered islander herself. Brrrrr, but fun!

((OOC: Fade into OOMery with Charles?))