Characters: Fool, Open Where: Park When: Snowy day Summary: Fool has stashed caches of snowballs all over the place and is out to do sneak attacks. Warnings: Fool
It landed right on target. "Holy... Who did that?"
Zel scanned the sky. There were only two people he knew that could fly and were likely to pull something like that. Of them, only one was invisible. Fool... Of course, the one person there's no way I could get back.
Feeling more playful than he had in some weeks, Fool dropped down behind Zel and gave his hair a quick, light tug. The spirit would have preferred being seen in his antics; he would always be a performer at heart.
Elise had been meandering through the park, her mind just swarming with thoughts. She couldn't stop thinking, considering the last event she recalled.
So, the cure for such contemplation, was to stroll through the park. Of course, perhaps she was a little too lost within her mulling, for she forgot to dress in something warmer and was, instead, wearing her usual dress.
When Fool spotted Elise, he almost drifted on by. She wasn't quite dressed for the snow, so dropping a snowball on her head probably wouldn't be appreciated. On the other hand, it might teach her to at least wear a hat outside.
Deciding to go for it, Fool released his snowball.
The sudden prick of ice, followed by an additional frission of cold, elicited a gasp out of Elise. Snapped out of her reverie, she hastily looked around, searching for the source.
At last, she gazed upwards to find the person she least expected. "Ah, Fool...!" she exclaimed, her initial surprise giving way to a small smile that slowly spread across her lips. Even though he had unceremoniously greeted her with a ball of snow - that wasn't all too lovely considering the chills it sent crawling across her skin - it was pleasant to see him as well.
Brushing off the remaining conglomerations of snowflakes, she continued, "Are you searching for someone to have a snow fight with?" Feeling a small shiver, she tightly held her arms, rubbing them slightly.
Fool descended to a height in which he could have a proper conversation since Elise didn't seem terribly annoyed by his antics. If there'd been chance of retaliation, he would have tried to keep at a safe distance. But what he'd seen of Elise told Fool that she was a sweet-natured girl, little prone to revenge.
"Just having a bit of fun," he responded. "I doubt I'd manage all that well in a proper snowball fight."
If Zel's hair was an excellent target, then hers would be even better. Her bright orange spikes would easily be seen from the air. She was walking along, her headphones on and music blaring in her ears and she wasn't paying much attention to anything.
And SPLAT! Right on the orange spikes. She jerked, startled and looked around as she shook the snow out of her spikes. She then looked up at fool and smirked. So it was a snowball fight? Then she'd fight. She resisted the urge to use Wonder Magnum and just scooped up some snow and quickly formed a snowball and then threw it at Fool.
Fool hadn't expected to hit someone who could see him. This meant he didn't dodge in time and was clipped by the snowball. The small spirit dropped out of the sky and crashed into a snowdrift.
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Not suspecting a thing - after all, who expects snowballs to come out of the sky? - he ambled along, whistling a carol he'd overheard somewhere.
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Diving in for a closer shot, Fool released the snowball.
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Zel scanned the sky. There were only two people he knew that could fly and were likely to pull something like that. Of them, only one was invisible. Fool... Of course, the one person there's no way I could get back.
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So, the cure for such contemplation, was to stroll through the park. Of course, perhaps she was a little too lost within her mulling, for she forgot to dress in something warmer and was, instead, wearing her usual dress.
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Deciding to go for it, Fool released his snowball.
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At last, she gazed upwards to find the person she least expected. "Ah, Fool...!" she exclaimed, her initial surprise giving way to a small smile that slowly spread across her lips. Even though he had unceremoniously greeted her with a ball of snow - that wasn't all too lovely considering the chills it sent crawling across her skin - it was pleasant to see him as well.
Brushing off the remaining conglomerations of snowflakes, she continued, "Are you searching for someone to have a snow fight with?" Feeling a small shiver, she tightly held her arms, rubbing them slightly.
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"Just having a bit of fun," he responded. "I doubt I'd manage all that well in a proper snowball fight."
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"Bombs away!" Fool called out, not very helpfully since his target wore headphones. Then he dropped his snowball.
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