TIGER ☆ 004

[fiveminutefail]

Who: fiveminutefail aaaaand somarium!
Where: Everywhere
Style: First
Status: Totally open
Note: Kotetsu wants a good snowball fight, everyone ♥ and he may or may not destroy some public property...

[Kotetsu's decked out in his winter wear, trademark hat included, and is simply waltzing around the place, enjoying the snow and the calm scenery. It’s a welcomed change

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[forgetsyounot]

[Man, oh man, Shirley feels a lot better!

The cure...heh, figures she would have to wait around for others to find it. She's a bit mad at herself, for not being able to do more, but she's grateful, too. She's taking a walk now, thinking about how she might repay them--especially with the holiday season coming up.

Tracking her footprints in the snow, she notices it's a little warmer than before, too. Which is good!

...She does not notice you, Kotetsu, sorry.]

[fiveminutefail]

[Good, he doesn't want to be noticed. He wants to be a ninja with this, because in his mind it's cooler like that.

As Shirley walks past, he quickly stands from behind the bench he crouched behind, and tosses his snowball at her arm. He doesn't hide again, just stands still and laughs, one hand rubbing at the back of his neck and the other pointing triumphantly at his successful hit.]

Got'cha!

[forgetsyounot]

[She spots him moving out of the corner of her eye, just before the impact, but not quite soon enough to do anything about it. She looks almost scared at first, lifting her arm up to try to block it, but hearing his laugh--

Well...she eases, and maybe she even begins to laugh a little, too, as she brushes the snow off her arm.]

--Kotetsu!

[fiveminutefail]

[There's a childlike bounce in his step as he closes the gap between them, his grin wide and innocent, perhaps even a tad playful.]

Hiya, Shirley! [He pauses, patting his gloved hands together.] In the mood for a little fight?

[forgetsyounot]

A snowball fight?

[She asks with a playful grin as he approaches. Ahh, it's been a while--she's been bed-ridden for so long, this actually sounds like a good idea, even if she has just gotten over her sickness.]

Gosh, I don't know...do I really stand a chance?

[She's being a little playful, too. n_n]

[fiveminutefail]

[He nods enthusiastically, and then rubs his chin, totally playing along.]

Maybe. I should warn you though, I've got a pretty good throw!

[And he flexes his arm proudly, but he's just kidding around.]

[forgetsyounot]

[She laughs a bit. Yeah, she noticed that good aim of yours!]

Well, I guess it couldn't hurt to try.

[Or at least have fun with it! She's already looking around for where she should start making her snowball(s)...]

It looks like you've been well. Did you get sick, like the others?

[fiveminutefail]

That's the spirit!

[And he's about to dash away when she continues to speak, and so he pauses in his step.]

-- Ah, managed to dodge it actually. Cold medicine didn't work on my friends, though... what about you?

[forgetsyounot]

Ah... [She hesitates a bit. She never expects people to turn the question back around so quickly, for some reason, though it's common courtesy--] I wasn't quite as lucky, I guess.

I thought the cold medicine was working for a while, but I didn't really feel better until I got the cure.

[She breathes a sigh, relieved as she smiles.]

Seems like it's all in the past now, right?

[And she's picking up some snow from the ground, casually molding it into a ball...!]

[fiveminutefail]

[He shifts a little where he stands, a pout adorning his features.]

Sorry to hear that... [If he'd have known, there would've been much fussing. He places a hand on her shoulder, curiously tilting his head.] But you feel better now, right?

[He's concerned, that much is blatantly obvious, a rare bout of seriousness in his voice as he speaks tips it off.

But he's quick to smile once again, pulling back with a nod at her statement.]

Here, first shot's free!

[forgetsyounot]

I do! Don't worry.

[She widens her smile a little to reassure him, and then after a while, she finally bends down to pick up some snow, slowly forming it into a nice little ball.]

--Ah. And, are you sure?