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Tonks, if you please ([info]tonks_please) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-17 13:44:00

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Entry tags:astor bennett, complete, day 29, faith lehane, illyana rasputin, marcus cole, mercy thompson, nymphadora tonks, sam winchester, severus snape, violet baudelaire

WHO: Tonks and Illyana, Marcus, Astor, Faith, Mercy, Violet, Snape, Sam, Andy (posting order)
WHAT: Snowball fight!
WHEN: Day 29, afternoon
WHERE: The snow forts
RATING: PG at most, I should think
STATUS: Complete


After showing Mercy around, she'd had a little bit of a run in with someone over the journals. But Tonks was nothing if not resilent, and she didn't let him hurt her feelings for long. Instead, she decided that exactly what she needed was some physical exercise. So she changed into some warmer clothing, swapping her normal t-shirt for a thick sweater, and then, she was off.

There were people there already, so Tonks picked a fort nearly at random and crouched behind it. The witch then spent quite a few moments simply packing snow into snowballs, but now she was ready. She had quite a pile to work with. Showing that she wasn't always clumsy, she clambered to the top of her chosen fort and cupped her hands around her mouth so her voice would project further. Of course, she could use magic, but that seemed like cheating somehow.

"Hey, guys! Let's get this going on!" As usual, her voice was full of good cheer and high spirits. And she immediately had to duck down as people from both sides flung snowballs at her. She had been a bit of an idiot, making herself such an easy target and then taunting everyone. Her uncharacteristic nimbleness went away very quickly under the rain of snowballs, and she half-fell half-slid back to her pile of snowballs. It was turning into a pretty fun fight, she thought. She was having a good time.



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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-22 11:39 am UTC (link)
Sam was content to just stand off to the side. That is, until Andy snuck up behind him and slammed a snowball into the back of his head. Sam let out a loud gasp, eyes going wide as snow went down the back of his neck. "Andy, you are SO dead!" He yelled at his friend, leaning down to rapidly scoop up snow, laughing instead of being angry about it.

A young girl raced past him and for a moment, Sam was momentarily distracted. Then snowballs came from nowhere and three connected with him. Sam fell face first into the snow. He rolled onto his back, laughing up at the sky. "I thought you were supposed to be on my side! Traitor!" he yelled at Andy, not even sure if he was still within hearing distance.

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