Something a little winter wonderland
Who: kyudousha, snowmen, and youuuu
Where: Somewhere in Espoir
Style: First please
Status: Opennnn
[Thunk and a snowman neatly beheads itself. Before the rest can react, two others have their heads lopped off as well in neat bursts of light, snow flying akimbo. She shifts position in her small designated circle in the snow, scroll flying as she moves into the next stance. The glyph beneath her glows a soft blue.
In a way, it's almost like morning exercises. In another, it's a way for her to work off her frustration, which has been slowly piling up over the last few days -- culminating, of course, in a certain event that has not ceased in its incessant looping in her mind.
Just thinking about it causes three more snowmen to sport brand-new triangular-shaped holes. The fact that the holes were giving off steam, however (and in which they were expanding rapidly, signaling that the snowmen were melting at an exponential pace), signaled that much work still needed to be done in making her arte into an ice-elemental spell as she had intended. Smoothly, she ducks as a snowball comes flying her way, letting it whirl overhead and smack right into the trunk of the tree behind her.
The offending snowman loses its head.
As the next raises an arm to fire off yet another snowball, she spreads her arms and scroll, and a complex glyph spreads out underneath her. The snowball flies. Her scroll follows suit. A burst of light, and the snowball finds its trajectory changed, flying off towards a random direction, as she moves fluidly into the next stance.
............ the snowball may or may not be heading towards you, actually. All pedestrians in the area are advised to take cover.
xxx duck
xxx swear
xxx faceplant
--> return fire]
Where: Somewhere in Espoir
Style: First please
Status: Opennnn
[Thunk and a snowman neatly beheads itself. Before the rest can react, two others have their heads lopped off as well in neat bursts of light, snow flying akimbo. She shifts position in her small designated circle in the snow, scroll flying as she moves into the next stance. The glyph beneath her glows a soft blue.
In a way, it's almost like morning exercises. In another, it's a way for her to work off her frustration, which has been slowly piling up over the last few days -- culminating, of course, in a certain event that has not ceased in its incessant looping in her mind.
Just thinking about it causes three more snowmen to sport brand-new triangular-shaped holes. The fact that the holes were giving off steam, however (and in which they were expanding rapidly, signaling that the snowmen were melting at an exponential pace), signaled that much work still needed to be done in making her arte into an ice-elemental spell as she had intended. Smoothly, she ducks as a snowball comes flying her way, letting it whirl overhead and smack right into the trunk of the tree behind her.
The offending snowman loses its head.
As the next raises an arm to fire off yet another snowball, she spreads her arms and scroll, and a complex glyph spreads out underneath her. The snowball flies. Her scroll follows suit. A burst of light, and the snowball finds its trajectory changed, flying off towards a random direction, as she moves fluidly into the next stance.
............ the snowball may or may not be heading towards you, actually. All pedestrians in the area are advised to take cover.
xxx duck
xxx swear
xxx faceplant
--> return fire]