Going Down: Mickey and OPEN
Mickey wasn't a huge fun of winter: as a being of the desert, he needed the sun to thrive. Dark, long nights he liked, but when the sun was obscured during the day due to great grey clouds... Well, Mickey could feel his strength waning then. He did enjoy snowboarding, though. It looked cool. And, quite important: on top of the mountains, there was plenty of sun for Mickey to catch.
The djinn had his own board, of course. It was white and covered with red lightning bolts. He was wearing a hat and bright blue ski pants. He wore a tight black sweater, though the sleeves were rolled up to keep his hands bare. He did wear bulky gloves, protecting his own fingers from ski-mishaps. He wore a large, grey beanie hat and rainbow-shaded sunglasses, protecting his eyes from the sun. Mickey knew how to dress.
With a fluid motion, Mickey let his board slide forward, wanting to go down the slope quickly and expertly. Instead, he hit a bump he hadn't predicted and immediately fell forward, flat on his face.