Ski-post!

[flowerplucker]

Diar and Sharra are supposed to be skiing. Instead, Diar's skis are leaning against a building, and he's surveying the snow with a grin.

"How do you think they're doing?" he calls to Sharra, whilst innocently leaning over and picking up some snow.

Comments

[rose_of_cathal]

She's cleaning some snow out of the top of her boots as she replies with a grin "I think they're almost ready"

[flowerplucker]

"Excellent." And with that, he picks up a snowball and throws it at her, grinning. "The avalanche can wait just a bit."

[rose_of_cathal]

She lets out an undignified squeak when the snowball hits her squarely in the shoulder, knocking her back a step "Why, you!" And then proceeds to make her own hasty snowball, keeping one eye on him all the while, and throws it, rather well, actually, straight at him.