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WHO: Galen Marek and Barbara Gordon.
WHAT: Fake Sibling Bonding.
WHERE: Somewhere between her and his homes.
WHEN: Wednesday Afternoon.
RATING: Low.

It was snowing. It was white, it was fluffy, and it was cold. Galen loved it. Letting Lucario go off about on his own, and he sure the hell left the flamingo standing around in the house. Galen though, was wanting to see and for lack of better words, play in the snow. Growing up, he had heard of the stuff and even was told of planets that was covered in the stuff. Hoth might have been one of them, but being the sheltered and tortured child that he was - he had never had the chance to experience it himself. Just like the beach and the ocean with Leia. This was a first for him.

The snow was piling up, but still easy enough to traverse. Kicking his feet a little extra he saw how the snow would roll in on itself some. Interesting enough.

Crouching, Galen put his hand in the snow and felt the cold and wetness on his skin. It was both fluffy, but heavy and wet. It was incredibly interesting, that was for sure. With both hands he started scooping and making a ball out of the snow. Now with the snowball in his hand he tossed it up and down. It was heavy and solid, but fragile. The thing was, now that he had it - what did he do with it now? That was when he felt a small shift in the Force. Weird. Turning towards the presence he felt, it was then he felt the cold and wet ball hit him in the face. A moment of blindness, and the musical sound of laughter erupting. He knew that tone and that voice. A low playful growl built in his throat. "Barbara." He said. "You should know better than pick a fight with me." He wiped the snow from his face with his hand and the side of his sleeve from his t-shirt.