Snow

[rockinthrutime.livejournal.com]

Who: Everyone
What: Snow day
Where: Campus
When: December 2nd-3rd
Warnings: Snow

[The weather outside is cold. More than below freezing. It was only a matter of time then.

By tomorrow, the entire campus will be covered in a tiny layer of white.]

[[OOC - There will be a thread for one specific time; 14:23. Those that wish to catch the first snowflake can fight for it there! Please note that apart from the fact it has 7 sides, and doesn't seem to melt, the snowflake does not hold special powers. Otherwise, start threads as you see fit.]]

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[umbreon-blacky.livejournal.com]

At least the luxury ball doesn't smell like PEE

"He's on top of me. If he has to go, I don't have to move."

[raced_god]

He heard it. He heard the transition from soft footsteps in the snow to the clang clang clang clang of metal boots. Falcon allowed himself one glance back just to confirm that yes, Samus had put on the Power Suit and now he was screwed.

Pushing himself into a sprint, he called back to her. "THAT'S CHEATING! YOU'RE CHEATING!" What if someone saw him being chased by a giant orange robot?

Though she certainly couldn't outrun him in the Power Suit, there were ways for her to get around that, mostly the glowy blue rope that lashed out and snagged him at the ankle. He fell to the cold, wet ground with an "Oof!" and immediately stretched out his arms and dug his hands into the dirt. He squirmed and struggled and did everything in his power to prevent the inevitable dragging backwards towards Samus and certain doom. "YOU'RE A CHEATER."

[umbreon-blacky.livejournal.com]

"It's alright, I'll be spending the holidays with my other boyfriend."

[goaheadnblunder.livejournal.com]

"..."

His hot cocoa had dropped and spilled onto the snow. So he could grab her by the shoulders and kiss her.

[umbreon-blacky.livejournal.com]

NO it got all over one of her nice boots! RUINED FOREVER.

Luckily, she was too distracted by said kiss to notice. You shouldn't be doing this, chided the rational part of her mind. Shut up, said the rest of it. She tossed her own cup aside to wrap her arms around Leon's waist and return the kiss. This was going to come back and bite her in the ass ten times in the near future, but she didn't care right now.

NEXT TIME ON DAYS OF OUR LIVES...

[goaheadnblunder.livejournal.com]

Remind him of the damage later, he'll likely pay for it.

CUE ENDING CREDITS

[midnitepsych.livejournal.com]

Oh. Apparently her motorcycle could also hover. Good to know. Probably would've been nice to know that before he got on the bike and was concerned over the wobbling. Oh well. Weavile wasn't one to complain over trivial details like that.

The ride itself was relatively calm. For the time being, at least. Samus knew how to drive and maneuver the vehicle. Gently placing his hands on her hips, he glanced over her shoulder to watch the road in front of them.

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

No one is ever prepared for Pikahugs.

Seriously, though, now Amp was more than satisfied and ready to go inside for something... warm. She didn't know what, but something. Maybe hot chocolate from the student kitchen would be good.

"I'm gonna go inside! Thanks again for playing with me!" Amp released her and waved, ready to go.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing." Samus gave a little wave and watched her run off for warmer sanctuaries, then turned her attention back to the tiny, lumpy snowman with his gormless face and his three friends. The bounty hunter realized they would probably be gone tomorrow... either melted, covered under more snow, or accidentally stepped on.

Click.

With the image preserved in her phone's camera, and the experience preserved in her memory, Samus went back to her own business, not feeling a need to go indoors to feel warm.

[whitedeviljack.livejournal.com]

WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

"What if you have to pee." He poked her side. Which started to become more of a tickling action.

[umbreon-blacky.livejournal.com]

"Then you're the one who'll have to smell li--hahaha no stop that!" She curled up instinctively and rolled right off of him. OH NO so much for her determination not to move.

[crimsongambler.livejournal.com]

"Archery, eh? Usually the graceful ones do know that, I find" Joshua grinned, indirectly complimenting her. But his statement was true, whenever he had met archers out there they were all usually quiet and graceful - though there were definitely some few exceptions.

"Christmas? What's it about?" Asking way too many questions, he continued to try and display them the right way, as a method to make up for it. Even if Zelda didn't mind, he still didn't want to be a bother.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"I am NOT, you are a cheater!" YOUR FATE WAS INEVITABLE FALCON. She dragged him across the ground with no mercy and proceeded to plant the heel of her metal boot on his back. Not hard, but enough to keep him right where she wanted him.

"..." This was the part of her not-cheating plan she didn't think through very well and bent down to scoop together fresh snowballs to bombard him with.

...it did not take Samus long to realize she could not do this, despite great efforts. She had only one hand. The other was occupied by a cannon. This was not very conductive for making snowballs with and kind of saddening. Eventually she gave up and settled for 'just throw snow and yell at him'. "You brought this on yourself!"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

The road in front of them turned from parking lot, to grassy field that surrounded the school, dotted with the occasional tree that became more numerous until it comprised of the forest that bordered part the school. Samus made sure to stay clear of those.

With Weavile securely holding on, she took that as a cue to go faster, blazing over the snow and past the school buildings as the wind whipped past them. 50mph... 60mph.. 80mph... 90mph.. With only a slight bank as a warning, and a "Hang on!" she made a sharp skidding turn, and went back in the direction she came from. There was unfortunately, no race tracks around here, so she could only go so far and so fast with the limited open space.

So she decided to head for a slightly larger open space--Samus was now barreling towards the not-completely-frozen-over-yet lake.

[midnitepsych.livejournal.com]

Although there had been a warning, Weavile was not prepared for the increased speed or sharp turn. Flinching, his grip tightened. So this was the incredible speed of a motorcycle. For someone who had neither ridden nor driven one before, it was a bit overwhelming.

His hair whipped around in his face, but he wasn't about to release his grip. As he glanced to the side, he marveled at how fast the scenery passed by them. Or rather, they passed by it. How exhilarating, and a bit terrifying.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Without relenting any speed, the bike smoothly transitioned over solid ground to the lake itself as if it were just part of the course. The edges of the lake had started to gloss over with a thin sheet of ice but the main body of the lake was still liquid. That would probably quickly change in the coming weeks, but for now the bike hovered over the icy water, kicking up a wake, while the frigid spray of water behind it seemed like it simply couldn't keep up with the speeding bike or it's passengers.

Samus wouldn't deny this was terribly fun.

She utilized the shore of the lake and turned around gently this time, following it's curve until they were back on their way to the parking lot. Just as quickly as the little joy ride had started, it rolled [hover-rolled] to a smooth stop in the parking lot. The bike's kick stand touching down and connecting the bike with solid ground again signified this.

"...So?"

[midnitepsych.livejournal.com]

Racing over the lake, Weavile could feel some of the cool mist rolling off the water. Although it was nothing compared to the wake trailing behind them, it still felt refreshing. Carefully glancing over his shoulder, he watched the water tremble and crash behind them.

As the bike landed, Weavile sat still for a few moments. It was then that he realized he had been holding his breath. For how long, he wasn't sure. Slowly breathing out, he climbed off the bike. His legs were a bit shaky, but he regained balance soon enough.

"That was..." he paused, trying to think of the appropriate word. Fun. Dangerous. Exciting. "... an experience. Thank you." He shot her a small smile.

[raced_god]

You could practically see ten neat lines where he'd dug his nails into the dirt and she'd dragged him back. He kicked and struggled and pushed and shoved but it was all for naught, as Samus' steel boot pinned him into place and snowy doom was rained upon him.

"NO." He shouted, still trying to squirm out from under her foot. "You started it! You cheater!"

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

Zelda was very easily flattered, and this was no exception. It was difficult to stop the slight blush at his comment, so she turned away slightly and busied herself with a string of lights.

That was not to say, however, that Joshua had made her feel uncomfortable, as evidenced by the friendly tone with which she answered his questions. "Ah...from what I gather, it's a holiday centered around giving. Friends and family exchange presents. Many people also decorate a pine tree with lights and ornaments."

She never really understood the tree.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"Cheating would be shoving my ice missiles up your ass." She continued to pelt the back of his head with whatever snow she could get her cold, metal hand around. "Which I can certainly do!"

[raced_god]

"No. No. No. No. No." He repeated, as if the mantra was going to save him. If he was going to die, he was at least going to die knowing he was right. "No. I was just minding my own business in the snow when you showed up and starting chucking stuff and me and now you've got the Power Suit on which is insta-cheating. So you started it and now you are also a cheater."

Falcon tried his best to bring himself up on all fours, but to no avail. "Get off!"

[green-arachnid.livejournal.com]

Hot...chocolate? She knew what chocolates were, and also knew that they melt into liquid if they're too warm. She had seen so many disappointed faces with melted chocolate while she was out people-watching in the city...

"...How do...you...eat...hot...choco...late?" She asked as she followed Marie. "It...melts..when...hot..."

[panelderomance.livejournal.com]

Oh Otacon, she could see your blushes so clearly. She gave a small giggle as she tightened her hug.

"Yes~! I think that's a great idea!" She replied happily. "Maybe hot chocolate with marshmallows! I've seen on TV where they have them in the drink while they sit at the fireplace! It looked really nice and cozy!"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

His simple reply betrayed the subtle expression on face, the excited glint in his eye, the slight tremble as he got off the bike. His simple reply was enough for Samus to know it certainly must of been quite an experience.

"Well, should you change your mind about that license thing, you can say you one little step closer to it.

[midnitepsych.livejournal.com]

He chuckled. Somehow Weavile doubted there was a specific test for hovering motorcycles. Though it did spark a curiosity. If the counselor ever did require a license, perhaps a bike would be more convenient than a car.

And now he was weighing the pros and cons of vehicles. He blamed Samus for that. In the present, however, he was in no need of one. "Maybe. I'll keep that in mind."