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 Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 9:31 pm
Deciding to use his speed to advantage, Vash ran around the too, up on top of the snow drift and leaped out off it, aiming to bear Dante and/or Wolfwood to the ground... er, snow. There was a giant grin on his face as he did so. There was something entirely rejuvenating about horsing around with your buddies. Distracted him from the weight of his burdens for a moment.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 9:52 pm
As soon as Wolfwood set another finished snowball down, he was hit with a shower of snow from Dante. He grunted, then flashed him a grin and scoop-shotted two of his small pile at him. He then looked away, intending to hit Vash next. Where was he, anyway? And why was it getting dar--
Wolfwood shouted an unpriestly word as soon as Vash landed on him. "Agh, you heavy goofball! GET OFF!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 9:55 pm
Dante's eyes lit up when Vash landed on Wolfwood, though, even as he himself skittered back out of the way. "Double target!" he yelled, scooping snow at the both of them at what was probably an alarming rate.
He was completely into the game now, and didn't even care that he was acting like a child. It was fun.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 10:01 pm
He laughter was cut sort as he heard Dante yell, at which he did indeed get off and promptly hid behind Wolfwood, letting him take the brunt of the snow attack. Vash wasn't without his own weapons though and returned fire with a small, compact snowballs well aimed to hit Dante square on the forehead. It was like that game he'd played with the fake gun, marking out the half dozen or so places he could have hit the opponents in the time it took for them to draw their own guns.
"You're not going to win!" A shouted challenge as he ran out at Dante, leaping suddenly into a flip and sending a handful of snowballs at him. "Wolfwood! Now!" Work together, like they always did. It was something Vash fell back into with surprising ease. Wolfwood and he were a team.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 10:11 pm
"-- !!!" Whatever Wolfwood just said, it was lost as his mouth was filled and covered with snow. Brr! Oh, he would get that kitsu for that! When the attack stopped Wolfwood swiped his face with a paw, clearing it of snow and freeing his vision in time to hear Vash's shout.
At once Wolfwood dashed forward, maneuvering so that he was on Dante's side to form a sort of pincer attack. Once there, Wolfwood quickly compacted snowballs and hurled them at Dante, breaking off after four to dash over to a new spot and kick up some snow at the unfortunate kitsu.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 10:22 pm
Aah... oh, they were good when they worked together! Still, if he had really wanted to, Dante could have avoided them and kept it up. But by this point, the fun of it was starting to wane just a bit and he suspected the other two were colder than he was - especially if they came from some kind of desert climate.
So Dante widened his eyes and yelped as snow pelted him from both sides, repeating his dramatic "death" as he fell back into the snow again. "Ok ok!!" he called. "I surrender, you got me." He was laughing though, as he flicked ears and shook his head - shaking snow off his fur.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 10:35 pm
Vash was cold. So cold he didn't really realize how very cold he was. Things were numb so he couldn't feel them. It wasn't like pins and needles... just an absence of sensation.
When Dante gave up, Vash frowned, knowing full well the other had given up. Ah well. "Aha! We won!" He clapped Wolfwood on the back with a paw and stood proudly beside his friend just long enough to pose before scooting forward to check Dante over, "Are you alright...? Any-brrrrrrr." He shivvered as a chill wind picked up.
He glanced at Wolfwood as he huddled, "Where two suns when you want them, huh?" This snow was fun but really... he wasn't sure how to handle it. Heat and starvation and dehydration he did but and overabundance of water? Clearly not.
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 2:23 pm
The longer he was in this stuff, the less Wolfwood noticed the chilling, numbing sensation. He was oddly reminded of when he had first donned his priestly clothes -- it was hot to the point of sickness, but the longer he was in it the more he became used to it. Perhaps, this was a new trial that he had to overcome in his Mission from God? Wolfwood shook his head and sneezed at the thought. Yeah right -- at least he didn't have any more order from him here.
Wolfwood laughed at Vash, nodding his head in agreement. "Aye, you'd think after being under their glare for that long, you'd be happy to have'em gone." He trotted over to where the two red coats were, nudging the fallen one with a cold paw. "I think it's about time we head back inside, unless it's normal to stop being able to feel your paws in this stuff."
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2008 4:22 pm
Dante blinked at that, immediately feeling sort of bad for having kept the other two out here for so long. Obviously, they weren't used to snow, or cold. And if they ended up getting frostbite or whatever thanks to his little prompt, the silver-haired kitsu might actually feel bad! And that just wouldn't do.
"Yea," he agreed, picking himself up out of the snowdrift and brushing some snow off his shoulder with a paw. "That's not really normal, so we should go inside. You gotta admit, that was fun though!"
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