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[nita_callahan]

Snow! GIP!

. . .Dude, it's summer back in Nita's world. Snow is a good thing.

Nita's outside, idly making snowballs and stockpiling them up. Though she's got a good coat and mittens, she's hatless.

Approaching carries the risk of a snowball fight. You've been warned.

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[river_meimei]

River waves happily to Ingress as the younger girl scampers off.

There's a snowball from Nita flying towards the back of her head; River ducks and spins without looking, evading it. Antigone's she lets catch her on the upper arm, though, and sends a return volley two-handed, one at each of them.

[buriedmybrother.livejournal.com]

For better or for worse, in attempting to evade Nita's attack, Antigone stumbles and falls, hitting the snow with a muffled shriek.

She does her best to ward off River's snowball, then thinks for a moment that snow angels are a fine thing to try, so long as she's down.

No fair hitting her! She'll be cross!

... Well, actually, she probably won't be.

[nita_callahan]

Nita ducks, giggling, and lobs her last stockpiled snowball at River, redcheeked and slightly breathless.

[river_meimei]

River blocks it with an arm. This just means that the snowball explodes into powder and clumps of snow, scattering over her face and chest. Possibly that was River's intention; at any rate, she's laughing still, snow-covered and slightly flushed with exercise, trying to catch flakes of it on her tongue.

[buriedmybrother.livejournal.com]

Antigone's laughing at the both of them, lying on her back in the snow. It doesn't occur to her to stop herself this time, because the snow if fluffy and cold and melting on her face and in her hair, and there isn't anything to think about in the world.

[nita_callahan]

Nita grins at both of them, then sneezes. Hatless, remember?

She swipes at her nose and sniffs. "I'm going in for hot chocolate. You guys want to join me?"

[river_meimei]

River does not answer aloud.

Her face answers for her.

[buriedmybrother.livejournal.com]

She sits up, shivering as a little breeze cuts through her now-wet clothes.

"I'd like some," she says quietly, getting to her feet and risking a smile at River.

[nita_callahan]

Nita offers her a hand up.

"C'mon, I'll buy."

They head inside, giggling, flushed, shivering, and there's steaming hot chocolate, and all three are just girls sharing a winter afternoon.