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She needed his vision.

His vision.

His WHAT NOW?!

Robert's mouth hung open for a moment as he stared at her. He blinked once, twice, and then his face pinched up in thought. Serious thought. The likes of which one might think could possibly burst a blood vessel if kept up for too long. In fact his face was turning red with every moment that passed.

No one had ever wanted Robert's vision in his entire life. He was a follower, a listener, an empty vessel waiting to be filled. What could have possibly convinced Clarice that he was the right choice to be.. be..

He gulped.

Creative?!

"Okay." He whispered, totally into the role. "We can do this. We totally can do this. Okay. Yeah. YEAH-oops." That last word had not been a whisper. "Okay yeah. So team name first."

One Mississippi. Two Mississippi. Three Mississippi.

"What about Team Winning."

Poor Clarice was in for a rough day.

Team All your Presents are belong to Us

"Perfect," She grinned, holding up a thumbs up as she eyed the flag; they had the best team name ever... There was no way that they were going to lose!

Besides, they needed those presents. Needed.

"We should make a cannon," She whispered, leaning towards Ryan before looking around, like she was was afraid that someone was eavesdropping, "And cannon balls, and we should arrange it like this." She begun to make rather complicated hand movements involving moving her hand up and down and balling her hands into fists, all done with a serious expression before finally patting Ryan on his back, "Got it?"

ALL THE SNOW!! Right here! Right now! Without having to go anywhere! Sure, Madison didn't have any clothing for snow, but she made do by wearing a couple sweaters and pairs of pants at once, and she already HAD a scarf.

SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW indeed.

Madison made her way over to the competition ground only after making about ten snow angels and singing 'Let It Snow' four times. "Hello~ho ho ho ho!" she called out, waving at the gathered contestants - and oh! Robert! There he was, silly silly still wearing his elfyness! Man, she was kinda jealous that she didn't have a costume.

SHE NEEDED A TEAM.

Quickly, Madison grabbed her phone and texted like a madwoman.



TEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM.


((OOC: I'm going to be AFK most of today but I hope to be briefly around tonight + tomorrow night, I just really want to get Maddie in on this XD Prox you can decline the invite if you want, anybody can pick Maddie up if you'd like!!))

Humming some random Christmas song as she walked along the all heading outside to do a little bit of training when Tori stopped dead in her tracks when looked outside the doors. Her eyes got really big as she got excited at the thought that she could go and play in that snow and there wasn't anyone that would stop her from doing so.

Aklin piped in as he knew she so wanted to go out there.

Awww!! Alright, Lin. She retorted as Tori turned around and headed back to her room to only remember that she didn't have anything warm and then thought the quartermaster might have something she could use.

Now that she had much more warmer clothing on that she had on before. The first thing that Tori did once she was outside. "Weeeeeee!" As she jumped in the first big pile of snow as she was like a little kid at there first time playing in snow and in all facts it was and she was having so much fun. Wandering over to the practice fields with random jumps into the snow as she walked.

Once there Tori had gotten excited to see that there was going to be snow sculpting and gotten more excited at the prospect of winning presents as that was the best thing in the world!! Humming more Christmas songs as she though if she wanted to do this on her own or if she wanted to team up with someone when looking over what Julie gave her.

Fifty texts later from various Hunters with only the word "PRESENTS" written on each text over and over again, Caelius finally got the picture, broke out of his calm and serious debate with another Hunter about who would win if Scrooge and The Grinch got into a fight, and made his way down to the training grounds to view the splendor of the debacle. He also may or may not have brought Christmas lights.

There was a moment of awe as he gazed upon the sight of the snow sculpture contest, which basically meant the Death Hunter blinked a couple of times, took off his fogging glasses to wipe them, and blinked again. Just for extra measure he took them off entirely and replaced them with another identical set he had in his shirt pocket.

Christmas lights trailing behind him for what seemed like an infinite distance, Caelius walked over, wrote his name in the register of names, endured a little pat from Julie and a Santa hat on his head, to replace the one he lost earlier, and began to survey the landscape for a location. Or really, survey the landscape for some victims.

Victims spotted: a group of two meant room for one more person after all.

"You two there," He was all confidence and no-nonsense as he walked over, face set in an expression of All Seriousness, which was rather difficult to achieve when one was wearing a lopsided hat and still holding a very long trailing assortment of Christmas lights, "You are now my assistants for this snow sculpture contest." A pause. "Try not to ******** it up like your normally do." Another pause. Caelius's mental voice suggested that he give them a candycane each. He shuffled around in his coat pocket, pulling out two daggers, a handgun, and a box of candycanes. "Here, have one."

It was hard to figure out which of the articles he meant.

Jordan blinked at the text. Snowman building time? That sounded awesome.



I don't want to be in the snow. It's COLD.

"You won't be. I'm putting gloves on," Jordan pointed out, very logically. He pulled on a sweater and a Santa hat that had somehow made its way into his room between yesterday and today. The hat would make up for the lack of jingle bells, he thought with satisfaction.

But you're going to be - you know what, never mind. Ferros retreated into a back corner of Jordan's mind to sulk.

When Jordan showed up at the field a few minutes later, he spotted Julie and her Mrs. Claus outfit first. That was festive and adorable! Some part of his mind wondered where she had gotten the outfit, wondered very briefly if she'd gotten it from Mrs. Claus herself, and promptly locked up in silent horror. Fortunately, the mental subroutine had run quietly and independent of any other processes, and thus didn't interfere with anything else.

Like the song he was currently singing, and wondering why in the world he didn't sing more often, because this was fun, really. "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I - hey, Maddie!" he interrupted himself, and hurried over to join his friend, beaming at her. "What kind of snowman are we building?"

While Killzone had been momentarily distracted, Jerry had backed away to a cluster of trees to get changed before his partner decided to hurry him along with his fist.

It was cold.

It was very cold.

And no amount of will power could help Jerry through it.

Shivering, he emerged from the tree cluster, his skinny, bare, scarred legs shaking, socks pulled up almost to his knees and shoes still firmly on his feet, but Killzone's lovingly ordered and demanded "uniform" was not to be seen, his coat pulled firmly around him as he hobbled back out to join his partner.

Ad then Jordan and Robert showed up.

Jerry gave a little whine, sidling behind the wall of man-meat before either of them asked any questions.

"Er... I'm... s-s-still not sure how p-practical this is for s-snow, Sir..." He murmured quietly behind Killzone.

Otto nodded seriously to Eva from his laid out position on the ground. "Right. Let's do this srsly, aigh't?

He sat up and dusted off some snow from his clothes. "We'll call ourselves..." He paused for effect, then looked to the sky. "Team Better Than Caelius."