I want a good clean fight

[swarmoflies]

Characters: Sette Frummagem and all you losers!
Date: Immediately following the sudden snowfall. The only thing occurring between then and this log is Sette acquiring some boots and mittens.
Summary: SNOW BALL FIGHT!!!!! This is an open log, although I will be commenting to practically everybody as Sette because she will be aggressing everybody

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[fionna_time]

Oh, there is NO WAY you'll be having a fight like this without Ooo's number one adventurer getting in the mix!

"ATTACK!" She yelled out, lobbing a snowball at Sette, then ducking under her sort of hill fort!

[swarmoflies]

Sette takes it right in the face, causing her to slip on the snow and fall to the ground, frozen water sliding down her face. "Basest treachery!" Sette shouts back. "Get back here, you, I'm gonna make ya eat the snow!"

She lobs a few vain balls at the makeshift fort.

[fionna_time]

Woo, she was good! Fionna was fast though, being an adventurer outside of snowball fights, so she avoided the snowballs with grace. Her fort, however, crumpled like the crap it was.

"What the crud," she muttered, but was already scooping up snow, and was launching a few again. "Treachery my butt! I'm totally gonna make you cry!"

Well not really, but it sounded threatening right?

[swarmoflies]

"I'd like to see ya try!" Sette spat back, rising up from the blanket of snow with a ball in each hand. In a moment they were flying towards Fionna, and Sette was diving for more of the white stuff.

[persical]

Well, this was one form of fighting Claire could manage--and was used to, as well. In a northern village like Sulz, any form of snow play was a time-honored pasttime.

However, the suddenness of the snowfall caught her off guard, so she was still a bit bewildered by the change. Watching the Queen's announcement distracted her enough that the projectile collided with the back of her head before any warning reached her ears.

With a yelp, she covered her head with both hands, searching for her assailant. What she found was a familiar face.

"Oh, of course!"

[swarmoflies]

Sette cackled like a fiend as she set upon Claire, balling up snow with her mittened hands and hurling ti towards her with impressive accuracy. "Vengeance!" she declared, loudly and proudly, as she assaulted her.

[persical]

She was battered by a few more snowballs before she recovered, sputtering a little, before crouching to scoop up her own handful of snow in a practiced movement.

"Oh no you don't!"

For a skinny little goody-two-shoes, she had fairly good aim as well.

[swarmoflies]

Sette held up an arm to ward off the frozen assault. The snowballs deflected harmlessly off of her mittens.

"Betcha hate this season, child-lover!" she shouted back. "We all gotta keep all covered up on account of the temperature!"

Another snowball flew straight for Claire's forehead.