Maia // 005

[mistrustbeauty]

Who: Maia and somarium 
Where: Espoir
Style: either!
Status: open, so very open~

[With all that's been going on lately, Maia wants some fun. And what better to have fun than to play in the snow? She lives in Manhattan-- it's not as though she usually gets a chance to do so, since it all gets plowed into dirty piles when it does snow. So have Maia making a few

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[mudbloodhater]

[Draco has merely been wandering round the village, glad the world was calming down, even if winter was still upon them all. He can deal with a little snow, provided it doesn't do anything to him. Blissfully oblivious, he remains with his head in the clouds as he walks by, too distracted by being able to go outside again to notice Maia making snowballs.]

[mistrustbeauty]

[Maia looks up from crafting her latest snowball and turns to set it at the top of a pile beside her when she sees Draco. Grinning, she creeps a little closer, aims for his back, and fires.]

[mudbloodhater]

[bullseye. Draco whirls around, wand at the ready so he can hex whomever did that into oblivion. He pauses when he sees it's Maia, though, smirking and giving a faintly amused chuckle.]

Getting me into winter fun-times, are we?

[mistrustbeauty]

[Maia smirks back and sticks her tongue out at him.]

'Course I am. Didn't I warn you I would? And one important factor in a snowball fight is the element of surprise. Lesson number one.

[mangandsleep]

I wanna plaaaaay!

[Guess who can smell a snowball fight from miles away? Max can! He refuses to be left out of this business. He misses all the other fun times.

[He's running over to catch up with Maia, glasses slipping]

[mistrustbeauty]

[Maia laughs. She may not be a huge Lightwood/Shadowhunter fan, but it's impossible not to love Max. She picks up a handful of snow, not bothering to pack it, and tosses it playfully at him]

Only if you can catch me. And I warn you, Downworlders are fast.

[mangandsleep]

[His eyes go wide as the loosely-packed snowball sprays his face, because you know he wasn't expecting that. Oh no you didn't!]

So are shadowhunters! [Max defended, grinning like a devious little kid. Gets his own snowball ready, patting it and rolling it like it's dough, then comes ruuuunnnning after her, going "RAWR!" like he's actually scary]

[mistrustbeauty]

[Maia pretends to yell in fear through her laughter, doing a weird hopping-run through the snow]

Then catch me if you can!

[gangstaspeak]

[Beat had been wanting to have a snowball fight like last year, but with everything that had gone on over the past few weeks there just hadn't been time to have a game of sorts. But today... today seemed like the perfect day for one. He hasn't made any yet but he plans to, eventually. Looks like he's going to be caught unaware for a little while longer.]

[mistrustbeauty]

[Here's Maia peeking over the top of a snowdrift. Anyone walking alone is fair game, so she lets fly a snowball at Beat. It misses by just a bit, flying just over his shoulder]

[gangstaspeak]

[As the snowball whizzes past him, Beat stops walking to look around.]

Yo, whozzat!? [He keeps an eye out the culprit but misses out on where Maia had been camping. Reaching down, he makes a snowball for himself in case they decide to strike again.]

[mistrustbeauty]

[she straightens. seeing Beat with a snowball, she waves, thinking she might have found a taker]

Hey, sorry about that! Wasn't supposed to miss.