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Okay, the snow is great and all, but the next person that tries to put snow down the back of my shirt or pants will end up taking a swim at the beach.

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I like snow just as much as anyone, but doing patrols in it sucks. I can't use my standard gear without sticking out and what's the point if I stick out so much?

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Holidays always put me in a baking mood. You'll have more surprises of the pastry type.

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MAYBE?? No maybes. No working on your birthday. Even if I have to go whine at your boss. I mean it, Ken! I can only afford to care about one workaholic at a time!

I'll see what I can do.

...GOOD. But you're still getting that last bunch of snow down your shirt.

You better bring a towel, then, since you'll be going for a chilly swim.

...You're talking to the girl with high tolerance for ice, smart guy. And that's if you can catch me!

[This is totally going to degenerate into a snowball fight, isn't it. ISN'T IT.]

Trust me, I can catch you.

[Was there every any doubt? XD]

Awfully confident! Let's see how much snow down your shirt you can take until you do...

[Nope. Not ever.]

Bring it, pipsqueak.

The he---!? OH, YOU'RE SO GETTING IT. Smaller means faster, and you're about to learn that the hard way!

I'm not slow by any sense of the word. I hope you remember that as I'm rolling you in the snow.

...Let's see who ends up getting rolled on snow. I may not have the ability to MAKE the snow I'm using, but I can still be pretty mean with what's out there!

Aw yeah. I'm bringing towels. You're going to need those!

You can bring the little ones since you'll be the one using them.

All this talk about size is making it sound like you're only counting on YOURS for advantage, you know? That's lousy strategy.

Edited 2010-12-03 19:31 (UTC)

I know what your strengths are. I'd be a lousy assassin if I didn't know how to read such things.

You're still making it sound challenging and that's more of Go Ahead than wanting to make you swallow that pipsqueak remark.

Where are you?

Come find me, Umi. Let's see if you've been listening to Aya.

So it's going to be a tracking challenge as well as a snow-you-up one? Aw, FANTASTIC. You better be on the run!

[There's the sound of a door being open and closed, then running footsteps. Let the hunt begin.]

No need to run.

Fine. Fair enough! It's your choice how you meet your own snowy demise, Mister.

Anytime you're ready, pipsqueak.

Why you---!! BE READY!

[ooc: Totally up to actioning this or logging it or what have you, if you are.]

... you know what? Just forget it. You win.

[ooc: Aaaand see Ken's mood shift thanks to his red headed friend down there. ^^;]

...Ehhh. Just like that?? WHAT.

[ooc: /ROLLS EYES AT AYA FOREVER]

I'll see you later.

Ken. What on earth--- Talk to me! Is something wrong?

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