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[Brigitta does still not really get the concept of snow- it is white, it is fluffy, it does not appear to burn things or suddenly turn into giant monsters to fight. thus it makes absolutely no sense in her head; she cannot fight it or drink with it and it does not behave like normal sensible weather in any way, how perplexing.
So, she'll be standing in the snow with her sword out, looking rather puzzled... And trying to catch the snow with her sword in a rather clumsy way that looks rather like she's stabbing the air; because she's fun like that]
...It makes no sense, bah.
[...Anybody want to introduce her to snowball fights?]
So, she'll be standing in the snow with her sword out, looking rather puzzled... And trying to catch the snow with her sword in a rather clumsy way that looks rather like she's stabbing the air; because she's fun like that]
...It makes no sense, bah.
[...Anybody want to introduce her to snowball fights?]