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[burningspiral]

Who: Simon, Kaito (assuming Styx is still in on this one?), Tifa, Ed, and whoever else we pick up along the way :|b Which, yes, makes this insanely open :|b
When: Whenever the snow is :|
Where: Wherever there is something to break into
Warnings: Longest cut title evar, "Fire and Ice" by Robert Frost
What: ... What else are logs I post about? I

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[kaitopants]

Kaito was feeling oddly cheerful this evening. Maybe it was the snow, maybe it was because he was no longer the sole person from his world in this god forsaken town, maybe it was the lack of drones (except for the weird milkman) or maybe it was the Christmas lights. Either way, he had found the proper clothing to bundle up warmly in his closet as soon as the snow had appeared, and he wasted no time in putting it on heading outside to where he was supposed to meet Simon in the others.

With no drones about, breaking into the store and City Hall should be a cinch. Or so he hoped. The magician had dutifully not told Aoko about this plan. He didn't want her involved, after all. And since they weren't staying in the same house, she would hopefully not notice his brief disappearance.

The thief shivered as he approached Simon, and he lifted a gloved hand to wave at his friend. "Oi!" he called, "Are we doing this tonight?"

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Simon coughed into his hand and nodded. His face was red, though if that was from the cold or what, nobody knew~ He grinned. "Yeah! No one will be able to stop us this time!

[kaitopants]

Kaito rubbed his chilly nose with his hand and grinned. It felt good to be planning something like this. Kaito had never liked authority, and he disliked authority that abused their powers even more.

"While we're waiting on everyone to get here..." the magician said cheerfully as he bent down and picked up a bunch of snow and fashioned it into a ball. "Duck!"

And before Simon could react, he had thrown the snowball right at his friend's face.

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Simon blinked before it smashed into his face. Thrown off balance he flailed and after a few seconds of trying to keep up on the slippery ground, he fell into the snow bank behind him.

After sitting up, he wiped the snow off his face with his sleeve. "What was that for?!"

[kaitopants]

Kaito was grinning and laughing, puffs of smoke surrounding his mouth as he did so, as he fashioned another snowball and tossed it idly in his hand. "It's called a snowball fight," he said with a cheeky grin.

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He rubbed his face. "But it's cold! And it hurts..." He got back to his feet. "And now I'm all wet..."

[kaitopants]

"That's the point," Kaito clarified, "And you're supposed to throw one back at me."

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"Why? I like you, why do you want me to hit you with something?"

[kaitopants]

The magician gave Simon a flat look. "It's a game!"

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"I don't get it." He started to cough again.

[kaitopants]

"A game! Where you-- never mind." Kaito shook his head and deciding that explaining it was entirely too difficult at the moment.

[burningspiral]

Simon still didn't get it. So he just continued trying to get the snow out of his hair before it melted (but it was too late and there was water dripping down the back of his neck and into his shirt and it was cold and he was starting to not feel good).

[burningspiral]

[Aaaaand meet up here, please and thank you?]