Log; Ongoing

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WHO: Scott Summers and lots of people. PLEASE TAG YOURSELF IN.

WHERE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning

WHEN: Thursday all day, starting around 9 o’clock.

WARNINGS: Fun.

SUMMARY: The students and staff are having snowfort building and snowball fight times!!

FORMAT: Quicklog or paragraph, whatever people want.

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Snowball Fight

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open, but looking specifically for you, scott

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[Prowling around the Institute grounds wearing jeans, boots, and the gloves/scarf Mrs. Altman gave her for Christmas, mostly for show. Trying to avoid staying in one place so the snow doesn't melt into disgusting water. She's looking for a victim!]

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[Scott was wandering around the area, keeping close to the actual building. Not only was it the high ground by it meant he only had to look for a snowball in 180 degrees.

He had stressed he wasn't part of the "exercise" but he knew that would only encourage people to attack him.]

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[She spots him a bit away, and ducks behind a tree. She doesn't know whether or not he's seen her already, but she scoops some snow into her hands and rolls it into a ball. Taking a deep, unnecessary breath, she rolls out from behind the tree and throws that snowball at him like a beast.]

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[Scott saw the snowball out of the corner of his eye just in time. Even with lightning fast reflexes he got a puff of snow hitting part of his face after he blasted the snowball apart with his optic blast.]

Alright, that was either Scathach, Rachel or Paige.

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[She's impressed with his skill, but doesn't let it faze her. Scooping up more snow, she dashes towards him, grinning.]

The first one! [THROWS SNOWBALL]

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[Fortunately, snowballs are easy to stop because you know they're going to come right at you. Another shot and the snowball explodes in a puff.]

You're going to pay for that.

[spadassin]

[This is her "oh shit" face. She rolls and ducks behind another tree.]

You think so?

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[Here's Scott firing a weak blast directly at the tree, trying to get it to drop the snow from its branches onto her.]

I know so.

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[That snow is coming down, and she jumps away, but it catches the lower half of her body, sending her belly-down on to the snow. QUICK SHE'S DOWN GET HER.]

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[Scott knows he can't make a snow ball fast enough to hit her, but he can use his optic blast like a shovel, shooting in front of Scathach and pushing it back onto her.]

[spadassin]

[And she can't move fast enough and CRAP CRAP CRAP SNOW. She hisses, trying to crawl out of the pile. It's melting and so gross.]

Scott! This is torture! [OUT OF THE PILE AND RUNNING TOWARDS HIM NOW HE'S IN FOR IT]

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You attacked me first. Don't dish it out if you can't take it.

[He responds with a wade range beam, if it actually hits her it will feel like a gentle push. From a truck.]

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[It does hit her, and it throws her back into that tree--I'm assuming that was how hard it was. Anyway! She hits it hard, and there's a pretty nice "thud." But she's shoving away from the tree and running towards him again, wary of any more beams.]

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[It was that hard, but only because he knows she can take it. He starts firing again, but this time at her feet, he doesn't want to try and hit her again. Yes, he's going easy on you, Scathach.]

Not half bad.

[spadassin]

You're pretty good, yourself.

[Oh thanks, Scott. She side-dodges the beams, though now HER BOOTS ARE WET YOU JERK. Teeth bared into a fierce grin, elongated incisors showing, she POUNCES at him. Prepare to hit the snow if you can't dodge.]