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[yeah i remember.]

Clara looked around at sephy. The yound assassin was looking down nervously at the ducks setting up the snow cannons.
'what's wrong?' asked Telia. Sephy was hesitant.
'well... a clue to what race I am - I'm allergic to the cold. which narrows it down to about ten.'
'Cold?'
'yes. Cold. I - I think i could die from it. I've gotten pretty close before. I'm alright for a few hours. then I start to get weak... hallucinate... and finally pass out.'
Telia looked shocked.
'The cold can really do that to you?'
the doctor stared at her.
'intriguing. you'd better get in, then.'
'there is no way in.' whispered one of the priestesses. 'they locked the door. we can't go in until this fight is done.'
The Doctor sighed and fell backwards wearily
'how stupid was that...'
at that moment, the ducks fired, and they were all covered in icy snow.
sephy let out a wavering 'oh...'

Telia assesed the situation quickly. Her first thought was to protect Sephy - after all, everyoen else could prtect themselves, but Sephy could die simply from the cold. Her mind turned to the inevitable. Magic. No! Bu perhaps she could help in some other way..

She took a squarish item out of her pocket and clicked it.
"Here!" she said to Sephy, passing the item. It was one of those heat pack things, you know, with the clicky disk. "It should keep you warm for the while, but don't get it too clost to the snow, it'll melt the snow instead of keeping you warm."

"We learnt that in science." Clara noted, spitting out a handful of snow. "Of course, we didn't know snow was this cold.."

Sephy took the heat pack slowly. "We have to fight back. But..how..?"
Then, she smiled.

"Snow." Telia commented.

"Yeah, the stuff we're covered in."

"Snow."

The Doctor finally got what she was trying to say, hauling himself upwards to speak. Both ends of his scarf were hidden in the layer of snow that still encased his calves.

"Snow." he said.

Sephy turned to him. "Not you too! What's so good about the cold...?"

"Ever heard of snowballs?"

Telia already had a pile ready to go.

"How do we fire them?"

This time, it was Clara who came up with an idea first.

"Slingshot."
"We dont' have enough time or materials to make one large enough." Telia remarked, frowning with concentration.

Sephy was still looking at the Doctor.
"Hold on..yes, yes! Doctor, give me that scarf!"

The Doctor grabbed his scarf protectively.
"What are you going to do to it?"
"Slingshot. Oh dont' worry, you can still keep it on. Just pass me one end of it." Sephy said as the Doctro gave a small whimper.
"But my scarf.."
"Desperate times call for desperate measures. Look at it this way. If we don't do somethign soon, you won't have a scarf anymore - you would have to regenerate!"

Telia went over to her. "Get a hold of yourself! It was only a duck! Sometimes death is inevitable! Think of it this way, it was either them, or you!" She took Clara by the shoulders, her voice softenling slightly. "Look, you go hold that end, and don't look down, okay? I'll fire instead."

Clara nodded slightly, going over to hold one side of the slingshot, steadying it. Telia took her place firing, piling several snowballs in in at once. She worked steadily and randomly, sometimes changing an angle, or how many snowballs she put in. It was always an advantage to have the suprise.

"We're running out of snowballs!"

((and I'm running out of time. I have to go now, to buy birthday presents..))

He grinned, and accepted the 'weather generator.' he poined, and clicked. He and his friends were drenched in a massive deluge of water.
'oops.'
He clicked again, and it began to hail.
'get it right!' shouted Sephy, her teeth chattering.
'Right.' He clicked again, and it began to snow. The priestesses looked confused.
'what's going on?' asked one, coming up to the Doctor.
'could I please have some tea?'
Telia, Sephy and Clara began making snowballs. Clara felt the icy snow trickle down her collar, and squealed.
'what's the matter?' telia whirled around, sabre raised.
'it's okay... just snow.'
Sephy drew a gun.
'hold on.' she aimed at the snowball pile, and a spray of something metallic came out of it.
'that should give them something to wuack about.'
'A needle gun?' asked mlyss with interest. 'I've always wanted one of those.'
'You can have this one - i have two.'
'how do we put them in, then?' asked telia.
Sephy retracted her hands into the sleeves of her jacket.
'Like that.'
'oh.'

[thats totally fine. but make clara more interesting if you want... I'll do something for her.]

Sephy pulled out some leather gloves and slid them onto her hands.
'right then.' SHe took claras end of the scarf.
Clara wandered off to the edge of the tower, looking out at the ducks. they were quacking madly, dragging their dead and wounded off.
They fired the snow cannon again, and there was a soft gasp from sephy.
'I wonder - why are they using the snow cannons?' asked CLara
'They're ducks.' replied the Doctor 'It's their weapon of choice. but sometimes they use catapults to throw snowmen.'
suddenly, four of the ducks took flight, holding something between them on a line.
'a coconut?' asked the Doctor questioningly until it hit him on the head. He sat dazed for a moment before blacking out.
'well what now... argh!' Clara yelled out as the ducks picked her up and flew with her back to their tents.

[oh ha, ha. ((and when I see a big, threatening BUTTON)) very funny, isi.]

Sephy sighed. her upbringing in a sense could have been the most sheltered of anyones, despite her freedom to roam around as she pleased.
They made their way through the camps. many times, the leaves and fallen twigs on the ground nearly gave them away.
'Do you have to be so noisy?' hissed Sephy
'Do you have to be so stupid?' Retorted Telia.
'argh.' grunted Sephy
'Stupid and inarticulate, it seems - hey!'
Sephy launched herself into the canopy of trees above her, then hung upside down from a branch.
'I'll give you a lift up - it's quieter up here.'
Reluctantly, Telia lifted her arms and allowed herself to be pulled up. Sephy seemed to struggle with the lift, nearly dropping telia. When she did get up, sephy had to let go almost immediately. It was lucky that telia had very good balance - comes with fencing -.
Leaning against the trunk when she was finished, panting.
'that shouldn't have happened. I'm sorry. Really. I'm sorry.' She buried her head in her hands.
'It's starting. I can feel it. I should have lifted you without a problem. I'm sorry - i nearly dropped you.' SHe paused, looking at the vast streets of branches that stretched before them.

'let's just keep going. standing still isnt going to make things any better. And I don't think i explained my allergy to you properly. you see, it's the weather that affects me, not spells or the such. I tried that once. I nearly killed mysefl. I dont think a spell would work too effectively.'

Suddenly, there was a yelp from below. Telia and sephy jumped. Telia fell out of the tree. Sephy reached down to grab her, but also fell out.
thankfully, they landed on a convenient pile of Doctor.

There was a muffled groan as the doctor disentangled his scarf from the two girls and made to stand up. but there was a near quack, and a hiss from sephy and Telia to 'Get down!'
unfortunately, the space was taken up mostly by telia and sephy.
Sephy felt him trembling after a few moments and realised the poor man must be holding himself in a strenuous position. The quacking died away, sephy and Telia stood up and the doctor fell over again, panting.
'what was that for?' he asked.
'your fault. you should be resting.' smiled Sephy.
'What are you doing here anyway?'
'helping you.'
'go back. you'll just get in the way.' muttered Telia
'I could be useful.'

they crept silently into the tent, and found Clara bound to a pole inside.
She smiled at them faintly. There was a scratch on her face that ran along her forehead, and a couple of bruises but other than that she was alright.
'how are you tied?' asked Telia, reaching for her sabre again. Sephy stopped her.
'Don't. You'll blunt it, silly. Use something a little less essential.'
'It won't work.' said the Doctor, bending down beside Clara. 'It's some form of...' he reached for his screwdriver, and began trying to loosen the device.
'it's not working.'
'i can see that.' muttered Telia.
Sephy knelt next to the device and began to mutter under her breath, weaving the intricate patterns of the spell, building it up.
She directed it at the device, and it clicked open. She cut off the spell and stood.
'well, that seems to be all and well.'
'I used to enjoy doing that sort of thing...' muttered Telia.
'You still can.'