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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]mercysgarage
2009-01-24 02:00 am UTC (link)
There were so many great targets and everyone was having a great time, if things were like this around here all the time it would be easy to forget her troubles back home. Right now however her mind was on one thing and that was sending rapid fire back to those who had sent snowballs her way. She let out a bit of a squeal here and there as cold water and snow dripped down her face and neck getting under her clothing. “Oh hell that's cold!” She shivered.

She traded snowballs with Marcus, the blond girl she never knew and once more towards her friend Tonks sticking her tongue out quickly to her. Her arms took hits, legs, and sides as she attempted to escape the arsenal.

Mercy shook her head wiping snow out of her eyes as she had it pelted square into her face. She side stepped another attack and caught a snowball that was headed straight for Astor who wasn't looking.
“Careful lil chicka, older kids can be big weenies!” she laughed and handed the girl the chunk of show she'd just caught. “Make sure to aim high, rail em don't be scared, anyone says anything to you tell me and I'll bite em.” She smirked.

After railing the grouchy looking man in a hail of snow she stopped for just a moment to catch her breath, all the running and dodging was starting to take a toll on her. Mercy found herself next to the woman who's name she took to be Faith, pretty she thought. Giving the other a nod she formed a few more quick lumps of snow. “Ready! The ghost of Christmas yet to come is going down!” Using her slingshot she sent two snowballs at a time towards the man, then two more almost making them come out of nowhere becoming very fast at making them, her aim was almost flawless.

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