jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell

[mansionstaff]

Who: YOU
What: SNOW
When: DECEMBER 6th
Where: EVERYWHERE
WHAT: SNOW (BONUS TREE DECORATING)

As a quiet Friday dawned on the school's campus, one could perhaps...feel it in the air. A creeping chill, a silent, barely-detectable indication that yes. Tonight would be the night.



By Saturday morning, the entire academy would be covered in snow.

BUT WAIT



That wasn't all--a large pine tree had made an appearance on the main quad, in desperate need of decoration.

Comments

[ninjaprincess]

Zelda nodded along, smiling and clearly relieved that she'd diverted hysterics. "I think that's a very good idea," she replied, turning towards the school and motioning for Clear to follow.

"How long were you outside?"

Re: SNOWBALL FIIIIIGHT

[givemeyouranswerdo]

Good.

"Oh it's ON!"

Who said princesses couldn't be badass snowball fighters?

Nobody really, but this was now a royal snowball war on both sides.

[ihateplumbers]

Why are you so mean, Falcon? Why are you so mean?

Bowser ducked behind his clown copter and then tossed several clockwork Bowser thingys out of it at Falcon because flying guys from Mario land have an endless supply of things to throw at dudes.

The clockwork Bowser-things are flying through the air at you I bet they'd make great target practice but you probably aren't good enough to hit a moving target.

[raced_god]

"Just thinking."

About important Captain Falcon things that were so important, he could not dare to speak them aloud.

[raced_god]

probably aren't good enough to hit a moving target

probably aren't good enough to hit a moving target

This was a man who, if he were so inclined, could probably write an entire book on the various and sundry ways to kill people, with an entire sub-chapter devoted to hitting moving targets. Because that's what people did when you tried to kill them. They ran away.

OH NO HE IS NOT AIM-IMPAIRED AFTER ALL HE IS SUCCESSFULLY SHOOTING THE CLOCKWORK BOWSER THINGS

[bowbow]

Yeah, lame. Stop doing that, lamewad.

So, you were too stupid for clockwork whatever things. Whatever.

Bowser had more tricks up his sleeve.

Bowser had balls the size of his clown copter inside of his clown copter.

Bowser ducked down, and then the copter flipped upside down and... a giant steel ball that was at least eight feet across and couldn't possibly be inside of the copter at the same time as Bowser came crashing down.

[punchtheboner]

"Yeah? And probably bring the whole place down. I think your appetite is destructive enough mijo." she retorted with a laugh as she moved a little so the snowball hit her just on the side.

Mawrow disappeared behind her snow wall for an instant before a flurie of snowballs started heading in Sonny's direction. They didn't have any accuracy since she couldn't see while hidden, but there were a bunch of them!

Some day Jolt goes through the raain~

[blazebottom]

Riwane grinned at the smooch and laughed. "Y'know... Ah dun think Ah'veever tried cooking food wit mah tail. Ah'm gunna have ta try that out!"

She was in the middle of saying something else when the she heard the thud of the snowball and then the following puff of snow from the impact. Riwane blinked a few times and tilted her head curiously as she looked around.

"Whut was that?"

[kuragekasa]

"How long? Um..."

Clear walked carefully along her side, his eyes drifting into the mug of decadent cocoa as though his mind had locked on only its richness. His fingertips drummed the side of the ceramic, short, strong nails making clinking noises.

"I think I have been outside since, um... ah!" He beamed, as though this up-and-coming factoid wasn't at all an issue. "Since seven this morning!"

Ah.

[mohawk_tomahawk]

No we're men and we bathe even in winter in the lakes.

"It will be fine," Connor reassured, though knowing very well his mother was not a woman to be kept waiting. If he wasn't meeting with another, mother especially, he would have just gone back. But it was opportune. Then they could hopefully be private to talk about whatever it was. But of course, some sort of paranoia will sink in.

Maybe he felt a little bad for pushing him away for later, but he must be cold.

"We will have plenty of time to discuss whatever it is...I promise."

Yeah okay, he felt a bit bad. No other Assassins here that he knew of.

[iksb]

In that moment, Mukuro felt a tiny bit of a warmth different from the warmth that her coat was giving her. It was a feeling of contentedness, from being recognised, from not being just the girl hanging out in the back of the classroom. It felt nice. When Clear moved away, Mukuro brushed a tiny bit of snow from her hair that had managed to settle there from his hug.

"I have been well, yes. How about you? I see you are enjoying the change in season once again."

[iksb]

"The... custodian?"

She remembers him. They met a while back when she saw him in his full hunting garb. It was kinda impressive.

"He works here." Mukuro affirmed. "Though to my knowledge, he does not spend much time in his office."

Mukuro turned her head to look at Desmond.

"Connor like spending time outside."

... She imagines this holds true even in the winter.

[mohawk_tomahawk]

Ulp.

Why ask this. Why. It always got him at least a little flustered to be speaking of such things.

Can't let her know...!

But it did make him flush before putting his head down, almost a little shyly.

"Mother..." Connor simply trailed. "That is..."

Fail.

[thereyouare]

Vivian didn't understand what entailed the latter, but she knew what peace was! kinda A smile awakened in light of this and she nodded.

"Hi...!" Despite her earlier hesitations, Vivian went right out into the snow to approach him. When she got close enough, she stopped and looked down at her feet. "Did you throw the snow?" That's what it looked like.

[thereyouare]

Vivian watched him closely, observing everything he did in order to repeat it flawlessly and be as helpful as possible. When the machine suddenly began to expel an eye-catching beauty Vivian had never seen before, her eyes lit up with wonder. What was that? What was he doing to the tree?!

She couldn't help but want to immediately assist him! She was very good with gun-like devices, after all. She was confident in this.

Vivian looked to the box he had been toting around earlier and picked up one of the inventions sitting in the box. [[am I right to assume he had multiples]] She held it with an enthusiasm but wanted to be sure she was okay to go.

[nottheproblem]

She cocked an eyebrow and was good about not chuckling, despite the way one wanted to escape. For she wasn't laughing at him, but rather that she thought it a bit sweet to see her son still so modest when it came to a world of adulthood. He had already, after all, made his decisions for that young woman of his. Perhaps her requirements for grandchildren of a sort were something he'd not considered a possibility.

Or he had and it was just a little embarrassing to discuss with her.

"You are of that age," she reminded him. "Undoubtedly your father and I would both be pleased by it. Could it be that you have decided your princess is not fit for just such a thing? Her world would be undoubtedly different and royalty seems difficult to please, if not fleeting with their affections."

[wassa_matta_you]

Oh good. Connor did speak to her. With a silent sigh of relief to avoid that discussion himself, Desmond nodded and pocketed his hands into his hoodie.

"Yeah. I mean, if that's okay." Talking as if he were asking her if he could marry her son. and then I laid down and died.

[wassa_matta_you]

Desmond was thinking well-armed fool at this point. God, how could he react so instinctively? Stupid! This world really put him on edge.

Desmond's arms shook as he pressed what weight he had left to manage back toward Haytham, trying to speak just as he found a knee going into his gut. The wind escaped him, but it swept back momentarily.

"W-...wait!" He focused more on trying to get Haytham's blade away from him rather than get his own back. He didn't want to actually kill the man, but he was panicked and angry enough to know he certainly would if he had to. Shitshitshit.

[wassa_matta_you]

and stand under icy waterfalls while roaring at the sky

"Oh, yeah," Desmond replied, mildly surprised by Connor's words. Jeez, had he been that obvious that Connor had to reassure him? sorry dude "I'll see you later." No point in prolonging this meeting. At the very least he found him and was sure he had somewhere to go to see him again. In the end, that mattered more than getting to speak right that moment.

"Put in a good word for me, would ya?" He added as he started to turn away, not wanting round 2 of a terrible impression with the man's mother.

[wassa_matta_you]

Oh, awesome. This should make things easier. Staff should know each other, right? especially if he's royalty.

"His name's Connor," he answered, only then realizing that it might come off as 'I killed him and took his keys so here we are.' "He asked me to meet him at his room but I can't find the damn place."

♪┗ ( ･o･) ┓♪

[wassa_matta_you]

Desmond couldn't believe what the Hell he was staring at to the point he didn't entirely catch what Eirika had said. He'd never seen a bird like that before so naturally he was drawn to it. Overall it looked more interesting than concerning, so he wanted to get a closer look.

"What - "

BOOM!

And Desmond so gracefully tripped on his own pants and came crashing down onto his side, a heavy blast of wind leaving his lungs from the impact as equally as the surprise.

What the HELL did he fall on?!

And it was then - and only then - that he looked down as the feeling returned to his legs in a raw, burning sensation, as if the initial layer of skin had been gone and only just grew back.

Oh.

Shit.

An incoherent sound raced out of Desmond's mouth as he flipped onto his back and hurriedly reached for his pants, snagging at the jingling belt and yanking it up his thighs.He started to get back up again as he pulled them back on, recalling as the cutting sound of a zzzzip filled in anything else he had to say.


He looked over at the two of them.

"...Yeah, spring. It should be okay by then."

He's not going to address how red his face is or what just happened. NO.

[wassa_matta_you]

"Custodian?" Wait, really? "Like the whole blue coveralls, mopping up the kid puke custodian?" You've gotta be kidding him. How did Connor land a job like that?

But considering the rest of her description, it was highly likely they were discussing the same person. Connor probably hadn't adjusted too well to the sudden jump in technology.

[kuragekasa]

In Clear's eyes, no one deserved to be looked at as just that person in the back with no friends. Goodness, every living thing was important! Even Toue, and he pretty much sucked elk udders. Someone surely saw him as a vital person in life... and surely other people thought the same of Mukuro, right? Right! The bottom line: Everyone Had Worth.

"Yes, I am! Isn't it lovely, Ikusaba-san?!" He took a deep breath in of that lovely winter air. "Winter is a beautiful season. It signifies the ending of one year and the beginning of new things to come. Also, it snows!"

He dipped down to the snow, took a ball of it in his hands, and just tossed it over himself, giggling cheerily.

"Hehehe, yay, snow~!"

[punchthedoritos]

"Actually, that's a bad idea anyway. Ice is super effective against ground types." Sonny mused as he was pelted by no less then three snowballs.

...if anyone had been keeping score? He'd already well and truly lost.

He leaned over and started scooping up lots of snow to make a really big one.

[jonny_talbain]

"I can't believe we've never thought to try it while camping." he mused just as the snowball hit him square in the back of the head.

Oh.

Oh dear.

"....that was someone with a death wish." he muttered under his breath, turning around and flaring his nostrils to scent out who it was.

"Oi! Front and center, Sunshine!" he barked.