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Post by Max452 on Dec 13, 2011 2:52:26 GMT -5
Padding the snow together, Tristan looked at his snowball pile with satisfaction. Hiding behind the snow wall he had built, Tristan carefully peeked over the ledge to see his playful opponent. Snickering, Tristan spotted his target and launched two snowballs! "haha!" He shouted with joy, having claimed his snowball victim.
*** Staring at the crowd in the ice skating rink, Einar idealy wished that his uncle wouldn't always volunteer him to work here every december. So what if his uncle knew the guy who owned the place, that didn't mean he was manual labor. He sighed as he sprayed air freshner into some skates. Ok, maybe he did need the money, but still, it didn't mean he wanted to work at a place that EVERYONE from school went to.
"Hey Einar!" Rom waved as he entered with some of their friends. "How's it going?" Rom asked as he went up to the counter. "Hey Rom. What's up?" "Not much, we just came to say Hi and to skate around. Do you mind getting us our shoes?" Rom asked. "No prob. What's your shoe sizes?" Rom took out a piece of paper and read off the sizes. Einar grabbed them and handed the skates out, and Rom gave him the money. "You good?" "Yup, thanks a lot friend!" Rom smiled, "Hey, maybe when you're on your break you can come join us." He invited as he and the group went to the rink. "Yeah..maybe." Einar shrugged as he watched Rom and some of their friends head over to the rink.
*** Kyler rubbed his hands together has he finished building the second layer of his snowman. It was definitely cold this winter. He lowered his beanie over his head and flipped his scarf over his mouth. He was almost done. Just had to do the head of his snowman.
He then heard Tristan laughing really hard and turned to see Tristan throwing more snowballs. He smirked. He'll have to join the battle, but first, as tradition, he needed to finish the first snowman of the season. He bent down and began to pack some more snow together...
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Post by Tismri on Dec 13, 2011 3:30:34 GMT -5
Shivan walked through the winter snow with an overjoyed smile on her face. She was wearing a jacket, because she enjoyed the feeling of cold against her skin. She was humming "Winter Wonderland" to herself as she held out a hand and caught a perfect snowflake. She admired it for a moment or two, then felt two balls of packed snow suddenly strike her back. She turned around to find the culprit, spotting Tristan laughing. "Do you really want to start this with me?" she asked as she knelt down and began to form a snowball.
Daemon look on the ground from where he crouched on the roof of a nearby building. He spotted Tristan, who apparently thought he was safe behind his fort. Daemon reached into the bucket he had brought up with him and grabbed a perfect, premade snowball, which he launched at Tristan the same time Shivan threw hers. ~~~~~ Tenel Ka drifted gracefully along the smooth ice of the rink, almost as picture perfect as a professional. The only thing damaging the image was her missing arm, but she really didn't mind. She was used to it well enough by now that she didn't need her arms to balance. She noticed Rom and a few others arriving at the rink and zipped her way over to them. "Good evening, Rom," she said as she came to a stop next to him.
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Post by Trinn on Dec 14, 2011 1:45:35 GMT -5
Arms crossed, the two girls surveyed the beginning of a snowball fight. Cirilai and Teodora had originally been planning on heading to the ice rink. They both had their own skates and in Teodora's case, had been made to take ice skating lessons. Those had quickly ended. But despite herself, she still enjoyed gliding around on the ice occasionally. However, the snowball fight looked far more appealing. "We can show the guys who's better." Teodora said to Cirilai. Her copper haired friend just shrugged.
"Whatever, as long as we get to throw some around." Teodora pursed her lips, but refrained from saying anything else. Before Teodora could get into her tactical plan for the fight, Cirilai dashed ahead and began chucking hastily made snow balls. sighing, Teodora hung back and observed Tristan and Daemon. Those two... ***
Gianna didn't normally hang out with kids from school, mostly because she didn't have very many friends. However, she had been invited on Friday to go ice skating with a group. She had managed to scrounge up enough cash to go, and so now she stood just inside the building. She spotted the group just entering the ice rink. Absently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she approached the rental counter. Her winter coat was the same coat she had worn last year. Her gloves weren't anything special either, just mittens that had removable tips. A green beanie and a purple scarf completed her winter wardrobe. She busied herself with rearranging her scarf as she walked to the counter. When she looked up, she was surprised to see Einar. "Oh." she said, blinking and feeling suddenly nervous. "Hi, Einar. I didn't know you worked here?"
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Post by Max452 on Dec 14, 2011 2:41:25 GMT -5
"Ack!" Tristan's laughter had turned into a playful scream as snowballs from various directions slapped him in the face and in the back. He turned hastily around to see Daemon up on roof. "Ohh! So that's where you decided to hide, huh?" He grinned mischievously, and momentarily had to duck behind his fort to avoid Shivan's snowballs again. Running to his stash of snowballs, and oblivious of the two girls who were about to join the fight, Tristan reached into his back pocket to reveal a homemade slingshot. He grinned up at Daemon as he hurrily placed a snowball in the sling and launched it at Daemon. And then, turning again to fire another at Shivan. He kept laughing until he was hit square in the face by one of Cirilai's snowballs. "Oof!" He groaned as his face stung from the cold. He whiped the snow off his face, bright red, he bent down to make more snowballs. "That's it! Its war!" He laughed and began throwing his snowballs like a madman at everyone and everything.
** Kyler was almost done putting on the head of his snowman when one of Tristan's snowballs took out the snowman's head. "HEY!" Kyler yelled through his scarf, annoyed momentarily. He bent down and made some snowballs of his own and began to launch them at Tristan. "I." He lauched one. "Wasn't" He ducked from a snowball. "Done" He dove to the ground. "YET!!!" He launched his snowball at Tristan, who had ran in front of Teodora.
Tristan ducked from the snowball and watched as it made its way to Teodora.
*** "Hey Tismri!" Rom smiled as he greeted his friend. "Cool. Did you get the facebook invite too?" He asked as he skated around Tismri. He stopped, watching as the others entered into the rink. He noticed Tyr was also here too, along with a flock of girls.
*** Einar was reorganizing some of the trinkets in front of the cash register when he saw Gianna, messing with her scarf, come up to the counter. He gulped. He really didn't want her to see him working here...another point on the loser board. "Hey Gianna." He gave a nervous grin. "Yeah...its just temporary." He quickly added the last bit. "My uncle always gets me to work here during December." He pressed his lips together, wondering if he gave too much information. "Uh, what can I help you with?" He asked, wishing he didn't feel so embarrassed right now.
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Post by Tismri on Dec 14, 2011 13:45:20 GMT -5
Shivan pounded snowballs at Tristan, laughing at the one-sided fight. That's what he got for starting it. She gave a playful shriek when he began throwing them everywhere, and she dove for cover, burying her face in the perfectly icy ground. Daemon continued to launch snowballs at Tristan, but when his friend use a slingshot to nail him, he lost his balance on the roof. The bucket that held his ammunition fell to the ground, and he was following. "Oh snaps!" he yelled, and he barely managed to get a grip on the gutter. So there he was, dangling. Then he made the mistake of looking down, and saw that the ground was quite a bit farther than he had first realized. He closed his eyes and held on to the gutter with a death-grip, feeling suddenly sick and lightheaded. And stupid. Very very very stupid. Saenon was going to kill him. (ooc: Ironical statement. ) ~~~~~ OOC: Haha...um, what year is this? "No, I didn't," Tenel Ka said as she skated along backwards as she talked with Rom. She gave him a rather amused smile. "The power's been out at the house for the past day. We have all the fireplaces burning, but any internet access is out the door." She found it funny that the wealthiest family in town had been unable to get their power fixed for so long. Kunin sat in a corner of the rink with a cup of mocha, warming his hands on the styrofoam. He really wasn't sure why he was here. He had perhaps hoped Rashid or Cirilai would have come along. Those two were pretty much his only friends, the only ones who seemed comfortable around him in the slightest. He didn't see them, though, so as soon as he finished his coffee, he would probably head home. OOC: Have either of y'all been watching "Once Upon a Time?" This kinda reminds me of that show. lol
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Post by Max452 on Dec 28, 2011 15:42:39 GMT -5
OOC: I would say that its the present! lol. Or do you mean like what school year? I would just say, they are like juniors and seniors? yes? I dunno, what do you think? and nope, have no idea what show you are talking about.
Laughing fiercely, Tristan didn't have time to see whether or not Teodora ducked or got hit by Kyler's snowball, his main attention was drawn towards his best friend hanging off of a roof! "DAEMON!" Tristan yelled and scrambled over, avoiding some random snowballs. "I'm coming buddy!" Running, Tristan halted underneath his friend, first intending to just catch him, but seeing how stupid that idea was, he spotted Kyler's snowman. "I'm going to borrow this!" He yelled and tipped the whole thing over and rolled it into a big snow pile underneath Daemon. "JUMP! I got ya!" Tristan yelled up.
*** "Really? We got our power back on a few days ago." Rom skated around. "Well, do you need anything? Like food?" He asked, trying to think of ways to help out his friend.
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