Nov 16, 2008 19:25
*The skies dyed a calm, cool grey gently send pristine white snowflakes down to the already-covered ground. Bent down in the snow near the bare rose bushes hemming the School Courtyard, Cielo rolls generous amounts of snow together into a large ball.*
I'onno what dis stuff ees, but it's givin' me ideas!
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*I'm going to cup my hand over my ear, and turn to see the source of this assault (all while wearing a rather puppydog-esque expression!)*
Ey, mon! Whaddaya tink you be doin'?
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It's snowing! Isn't it so pretty, Cielo-kun?
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*wipes under his nose and grins*
Dis be called snow? It's rad, mon!
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