Snow Fight!

[misterbrief]

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Snowball free-for-all.
When: February 25th, during the Harvest Moon Valentine's Event!
Where: The road and the area between Houses 16, 19, and 27
Summary: Who knows how it started, but there's a war being waged in the street- and you've just been tagged a few times by a snowball. Join in on the fun, seek revenge, or just try to get out of the fray! Maybe make a new friend or two, you never know what will happen with those Heart Meters!
Rating: S for snow.



It was a calm day until someone decided to be a little mischievous. But accidents do happen, and one snowball lead to another until a full out war started in the middle of the village. Everyone for themselves, pelting each other, dragging the poor passerby into the chaos with either a well aimed or not-so-well aimed snowball.

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash ducks his head down to avoid that snowball. Cold snow in his face just did not sound pleasant at all!] Hey! Did you throw that at my face!? That doesn't seem very nice!

[aerialassault]

It's just snow--

[Shrug. It's been a while since he fussed around with snow like this. Quickly, he hurled another at the man.]

--Head's up!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash waas also busy making a snowball. When he hears the command to raise his head he does just that.]

Huh?

[And is rewarded with the smack of a snowball.] BLECK! That's cold!

[He decides to retaliate by tossing the snowball he had just finished making!]

[aerialassault]

[Cliff found himself laughing at the man's snowy misfortune with the glee of a smart-ass kid-- only to have it cut short when he, too, was smacked with the cold.]



Why I oughta--

[He clenched his one hand into a fist, in wordless threat, and shot the man a wild grin before he dove for the nearest snowbank to rebuild his supply of ammunition.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't seemed at all phased by the wordless threat. Instead he returns the grin before rushing for a thick bush across from Cliff's snowbank.

Vash doesn't bother stocking up on snowballs. He makes one and attempts to see if he can manage to hit cliff with a high arching throw over the snowbank.]

[aerialassault]

[He grunted at the impact, surprised by the strength of it, and immediately returned fire. Hopefully he didn't throw it too high...]

[goldenglasses]

[It's not too high, but Vash dashes down back to his cover. The snowball just missing him as he works to make a new snowball to throw!]