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[windswrath]

[ It's evening and Saleh's outside, bundled up in his new jacket and his scarf. He's sitting on a bench and watching the snowflakes as they fall in the light of the lamp posts. As if he's conducting an orchestra, he waves his fingers to manipulate his Force, which causes the snow to swirl and mix in midair. ]

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[vectortime]

[accelerator was out buying some of his favorite canned coffee (he likes it better than brewed, weirdo), and now he was on his way back. since he doesn't rely on his ability all the time anymore, he too was pretty bundled up. though while his entire outfit was black, there was a pink scarf around his neck. last order probably got him to put it on before he left. he doesn't mind.

anyway, as he comes up to saleh's little show, he stares for a moment, wondering just what the hell he was looking at--until he finally glances to the side and sees just who the conductor is.]

... Son of a...

[windswrath]

[ Saleh glances over when he hears his voice, but he doesn't stare too long when he notices that pretty pink accessory of his. He manages to keep a straight face as he just watches the snowflakes gather and scatter. Saleh knows there has to be a reason for it -- and even more that he's dead if he comments on it immediately. ]

Hello to you too, Accelerator-kun.

[vectortime]

Mind knocking it off so I can get past?

[no greeting, obviously. sure he can just turn his choker on, but he prefers not to.]

[windswrath]

It's just snow. I'm sure you can still get past.

[vectortime]

I don't really trust you on that notion.

[windswrath]

Even though you have no reason not to?

[vectortime]

I've got plenty of reasons.

[windswrath]

Care to share them?

[vectortime]

I'd say our last encounter is reason enough.

[windswrath]

If that's your reasoning, then technically I should be the one wary of you.

[vectortime]

We can debate about this all night, shithead. But why don't we save it and you just knock it off with the cutesy snow dancing so I can go home?

[windswrath]

[ He's not. In fact, he's just giving you a LOOK as he swirls his finger in the air, the snowflakes doing the same. ]

[vectortime]

[OH HE DOESN'T LIKE LOOKS.]

... What?

[windswrath]

There's approximately eight meters of space beyond where I'm doing my "cutesy snow dancing."

[ AKA go around bitch ]

[vectortime]

Hey, douchebag. In case you still haven't noticed, I'm fuckin' handicapped. It's hard enough walking in the snow with a crutch.

[windswrath]

...

Hmm, now I have two new things to note down about you.

[ Almost completely disregarding what he said. ]