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.]]

Comments

awbuuu that icon <3

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

"He sure does!"

Of course, though, there was just another tradition that Amp always wanted to try out for the snow. She suddenly fell onto her back. No, she hasn't passed out or anything! She was actually moving her arms and legs back and forth. Was she making a snow angel? Yes, yes she was. She was making it right next to the snowman.

She rose up from the snow and turned around to admire her work. "There!" She placed her hands on her hips. "Now the snowman has a friend, chu!"

♥ This entire thread is diabetes.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

That was another tradition Samus had no real experience with. So, of course without any warning or explanation she thought Amp had passed out for some reason and... oh okay she was moving.

Was she having a seizure--ah, oh wait. Oh.

"..." Samus squinted at the imprints (http://image52.webshots.com/152/6/52/16/516865216XHDaNt_fs.jpg) left in the snow by the girl.

"What is it?"

super duper cavities <3

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

"It's a snow angel!" Amp informed her. She began to point at the different 'appendages' on the form of it. "Those are the wings, and that's the dress! I... think!" That's what it looked like, at the very least.

"I think you could make a good one!"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Snow. Angel. She could. Kind of see it. Maybe with more squinting.

Samus did not particularly want to flop on the ground and embrace the cold snow. "...Probably."

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

"Then try it!"

PWETTY PWEASE, SAMUS?? HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY RESIST THOSE EYES.

Okay she would honestly give up if Samus really didn't want to, but still.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

THOSE EYES. Well. If the objective was to make an angel shape in the snow then...

Samus crouched down and traced out the shape of something vaguely resembling the silhouette of an angel in the snow... with her finger.

"Like that?"

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

That would do quite nicely.

"That looks perfect! Drawing it in the snow? I didn't think of that, chu!"

Amp then decided to do one last thing: tracing a little Pikachu in the snow next to the angel. It was very shoddily done, but oh well.

"And... there! We're done!"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Ha ha yes she was so damn clever sometimes. Amp's reaction however tugged on those heartstrings. Samus could definitely tell that was a Pikachu.

"Now our snowman has three friends."

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

"He sure does! It's all thanks to you helping me, chu!"

Hey Samus, I hope you like Pikachu hugs, because guess what? ONE'S COMING FOR YOU. BRACE YOURSELF. "Thanks a ton!"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

BRACE FAILED. For such a tiny girl, she gave quite an energetic hug. Samus stood there, tense and slightly awkward as if she forgot how hugs worked for a moment. After a few seconds she did relax a little however, and patted the other blonde on the head.

"You're welcome."

[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.