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[runmakitarun]

It's a crisp day outside, and last night deposited what is perhaps the absolutely perfect amount of snow for a snowball fight. The sun is bright and the snow sparkles pristinely

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[futures_of_ash]

Ah, early mornings, when one couldn't find Rachel on the lake, one could often see her drifting out of a window towards the lake.

Like this morning, spandex clad, tired, and hair a bit wild, she didn't notice the preparations below until she was halfway across. Then? Then she blinked and slowly grinned. Sure, she made a hell of a target sitting upside down in the air, but she was having fun making people's ammo roll away...

[slayer_fray]

And there's a sister, running straight across the battlefield towards the lakeside with a huge grin on her face, and probably still snowballs being thrown at her.

[mogget_cat]

And there's a Not'Cat, raining snowballs at the sister, grinning as he is forced out from behind his snowfort to keep up the steady pelting of snowballs.

[futures_of_ash]

Ah, well, Rachel did need a few snowballs...so it was probably less than surprising when the hail of assault on her sister started...drifting upwards.

It was just a distraction though, honest...because the snow behind Mel was slowly forming up into a snow beast!

[slayer_fray]

Thanks!

Mel grins as the snowballs begin to lighten up, and using the time now to glance over her shoulder.

And stumble over her feet when she sees the creature. And here's her with no weapons.

[mogget_cat]

Yrael is an equal opportunity snow-soldier.

He offers Rachel some snowballs, too. So generous! These are a bit faster, though, as these are thrown at her.

[futures_of_ash]

Luckily Rachel had stolen enough snowballs to create a meteor field of them about her! Incoming snowballs had a hard time navigating through...

The snow beast on the other hand was pretty much a giant snow drift with a mouth and arms...but it' didn't go after Mel, nope, it started shoveling snow in it's mouth...

::I think it spits...::

[slayer_fray]

Mel glances over her shoulder again, rolling her eyes up.

You know, you're gonna start creating monsters out of teke, I'm gonna start fighting like a Slayer.

So before the beat can start spitting, there's a bouncy unarmed young woman launching herself at its throat.

[mogget_cat]

Yrael just laughs, watching. Well, if all of his snowballs are going to be creating their own little asteroid belt around Rachel, why throw them?

[futures_of_ash]

Well, because any asteroid belt could be disrupted, satellites puffing into dust to sprinkle the red-head...and when she managed to get distracted by a slayer tackling her beast, well, she dropped a good ten or so of the snowballs...

The snow beast would have blinked in surprise, had it eyes to do so. Instead it abruptly closed it's mouth, trying to gulp a slayer. Since that didn't dislodge the irritation, well...there was nothing for it but to curl up around the woman and roll away!

[slayer_fray]

Oh rutting hell.

You know, sometimes Mel gets tired of monsters eating her. She employs her usual reaction to this problem, and starts digging her way out through the beast, punching hard and frequently as they roll.

[mogget_cat]

Yrael's practically cackling. He does notice Rachel dropping some of the satellites, though. He catches what he can and sends them spinning up towards her back.

[futures_of_ash]

Hmmm, Yrael scored a hit, which was distracting in and of itself. When such dire things were happening, well, over reaction was fun! So, the remains of her asteroid belt began to swell and plop together...

It was not a moon...

And the snow beast was equally distracted by the discomfort named Mel. Swerving did no good, neither did bumping...and the TREE!

Alas poor snow beast...

Mel knew it well...

[slayer_fray]

Ow.

Mel emerges from the heap of snow, covered in frost that was melting on hot skin to soak her through.

But there's an irrepressable grin on her face and she has two hands full of what was once snowbeast.

One each, for Yrael and Rachel.

[mogget_cat]

Yrael is distracted from the not'moon of snow by the ball of snowbeast going pfft! against the side of his head. Turning with a grin, he begins to retaliate.

[futures_of_ash]

Well, the not!moon was about as big as it was going to get by the time Rach let it fall straight down on the not!cat. She followed it down triumphantly, landing just in time to get creamed by ex-snow beast innards.

Said snow Beast seemed to have truly died though, baby snow beasts rising from the ground to start patting the poor remains into a decent coffin shape. Mel's reward for vanquishing the thing? Well, flame was warm, nice, ticklish...and made even the greatest thieves easy to see!