Snow

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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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[raced_god]

He did not expect the kick to do much, and just as he predicted, Samus brushed it off (rather literally). But at least he was freed from her boot, and was going to use this newfound freedom to boot her in the metal-clad shins with his other foot. The one that wasn't screaming in pain.

"You're a cheater."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

CLANG. Again, no visible reaction.

"Douglas, you're acting very childish." She further goaded, as if she were in fact, talking to a child. His feet must of hurt.

[raced_god]

Okay, yeah, that really hurt his foot so he relinquished for a moment and folded his arms. "You're acting like a cheater."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"You're acting like a child." She countered and TOOK A STEP FORWARD. "I can treat you like one." It was uncertain if she was still smug-facing under the visor but the step was rather heavy.

[raced_god]

Falcon would not be intimidated by the giant orange robot suit.

"I'll punch you in the face." He warned. "I'll do it."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

She was testing him.

Another small step forward for Arankind.

[raced_god]

HIs fist was on fire, a clear warning that he was going to punch her in the face.

"I'm serious. You think I'm not serious, but I am."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

She was silent and utterly still, for a few very tense moments. She didn't doubt he wasn't messing around and the fire crackling around his fist was a very clear confirmation of that. That was not something to ever underestimate, suit of armor or not.

...But, Samus wouldn't deny that she frequently craved a good spar, and The Captain was one of the very few people who could actually give her a challenge. Even if she was still believed this entire snowball fight escalation was rather childish and she was probably not taking this as seriously as he was.

An orange, metal-clad hand reached out and pushed him in the chest, inviting a punch.

[raced_god]

Falcon was totally serious about punching her in the face. He totally was, and it was nice to see that Samus seemed to be heeding his warning and getting ready for a snowy spar. In the snow.

Though Samus' Powersuit could easily overwhelm him, the Captain also knew he didn't have to hold back or worry about hurting her while she was in it. She was also slower and infinitely less flexible. He could work with that.

First, however, he would make do with his promise. She was inviting a punch, now she was going to get one. A flaming one. RIGHT TO THE FACE.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

RIGHT TO THE FACE. Unlike the other clangs, this was a mighty wallop that Samus took the full brunt of. She was thrown into the air from the force of the impact, landed and rolled on the ground like a ragdoll with a few more clangs.

There was a skid trail in he snow leading to her from the result of this, topped with brown dirt. Samus was no ragdoll however, and soon rose to her feet, brushing the snow and dirt from her suit. She cracked her neck and readied a retaliation. Nothing beat a good ol' Power Beam assault and Samus open-fired on Falcon with a volley of weak but rapid-fire shots from her cannon.

[raced_god]

It would have been more satisfying if it didn't hurt so damn bad. Falcon shook out his hand and readied himself for whatever she'd throw at him next.

In his next bid to show her that he was super serious, he didn't even wait for the other bounty hunter to recover from the first blow. His onslaught was deterred, however, by Samus' own defense. Instantly he abandoned the offense in favor of avoiding the charges of energy--with sidesteps, spot-dodges, the odd front-flip (maybe to show off a little). Still, Falcon was not a small target and he ate some of the shots, stumbling a little in the snow.

He pushed forward and swung a flaming kick!

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

He wasn't giving her much breathing room--and she liked that. Needless to say though, it was all Samus could do to keep shooting and strife backwards in effort to stop him from reaching her. Oh look at that little flip he probably thought he was hot shit.

It did not work very well unfortunately, and Samus was bequeathed a boot to the head--a flaming one at that! Ow. Again, she flew, rolled but literally rolled with it and into a morph ball. Morph ball mode however was not particularly good for attack or defense and was only able to give Samus some distance as she rolled off. When she came out of it, it was missile time.

With Falcon out in the open like this he had nothing to hide behind. Except for perhaps the parking lot cars back thattaway.

[raced_god]

Success!

For a moment, anyway. When Samus used the morph ball, it was usually to lure him into areas where he could not follow, or locales that would give her a distinct advantage. He ran after her with the hopes of closing the distance and punting her like a soccer ball, but she was a speedy little basketball and beat him out to the parking lot. By the time he caught up, she was already shooting missiles at him.

Falcon had little defense against projectiles and had to be in close quarters to land hits. His gun wouldn't do much damage against the Powersuit, so it was either DODGE MISSILES or find some cover until he could turn the battle in his favor.

Surely Samus would not blow up cars if she could help it, so that's where Falcon went. Diving and somersaulting out of the way of her assault, he ducked under Kyle's station wagon to await his opportunity.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

It would have been very easy for Samus to forget that these cars belonged to other people and frustratingly froze when he took cover under Kyle's station wagon. She could care less for a majority of the vehicles in the parking lot but Kyle's car had been victim to one of their fights already, and she had control over this situation.

A growl. The missiles were put away.

But that was okay, she had another idea and Falcon was probably going to call her a cheater forever and make those adorable whiny sounds she loved hearing so much. She approached slowly and raised her arm, a faint ch-klik sound of her changing weapons could be heard if Falcon listened close enough.

This weapon was one he hadn't seen before. Samus fired a purple, wavy, helix-like beam (http://metroid.wikia.com/wiki/Wave_Beam). Just one little quick warning shot of it to start with, but it passed through Kyle's car.

[raced_god]

Just when Falcon thought he was safe behind the car, Samus surprised him with another one of the suit's many and varied capabilities. One moment he had the protection of a vehicle, the next, he was somersaulting backwards over himself across the pavement anyway. He was so stunned, in fact, that it took him a moment to realize what on earth she even did.

Even after all his many and varied experiences with the Power Suit (including the experience he didn't even remember), Falcon was starting to get a little frustrated that it kept surprising him. This was so lame and unfair!

It was so incredibly lame and unfair that he was going to tell her so. While scrambling to his feet and dashing to another car, out of her reach.

"THAT'S NOT FAIR." He yelled. "YOU'RE STILL A CHEATER."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Samus hoped it would never run out of surprises, but until then she let out a short laugh. Abrupt and barking, quite possibly unintentionally mimicking his own. Muffled at first, but then it became clear as she took off the suit, hand on hip.

"Come over here and tell me that."

[raced_god]

"NO." He shouted from behind the other car, even though hiding behind cars was not safe anymore. Even though he clearly heard the suit come off, Falcon knew she could put it back on just as easily.

But she could also wave-beam him through cars just as easily. It was totally cheating.

"YOU STOP BEING A CHEATER."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"No." She shouted back. "YOU stop being a big baby and come out here."

[raced_god]

"Why?" He countered, being extremely adamant about the whole thing. "So you can whip out some new convenient laser beam?"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it's called the BABY BEAM."

[raced_god]

"Yeah I BET you have one of those."

But did it shoot babies??

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Oh my god was he serious.

Yeah, it totally shot babies. Except the babies looked just like snowballs. And she had an arm full of them and was trying to sneak up on him from the other side of the car.

[raced_god]

Totally serious.

The question, however, was did it use babies as ammunition? Or was it a weapon specifically designed to shoot babies?

Either way, Falcon could hear her coming. He peeked around the car and yes. There she was. So he did the only logical thing. He started sneaking around the car in the other direction.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Falcon would forever ponder the specifics of the Baby Beam as it was a secret Samus could keep close to her bussom forever.

He... was not there but she could hear him moving. So she quickened her pace to try and catch him, but all she saw was his butt dart around the corner of the car.

This went on for probably a few circulations before Samus got fed up.

"Baby beam." She whispered and took a pot shot over the car roof, probably missing horribly.

[raced_god]

He took extra care to ensure that he moved as quietly and as swiftly as possible, rounding the front of the car as Samus rounded the back of it, and vice versa. He was so brilliant she would never find him. Oh he was a genius. Oh this was so terribly amusing.

Splat. Samus' snowball arced over the car and landed at his feet. Although the other bounty hunter could not see it, Falcon looked terribly unimpressed. If that was how she wanted to play? Fine. He scooped up an armful of (gross, dirty) parking lot snow and ran around the other side of the car in an effort to ambush her from behind.