all the boys who the dance floor didn't love

[culver]

WHO: General Nill, General Damian, & everybody who signed up or just wants to come.
WHERE: Central Park.
WHEN: 7 December, 10 AM - sometime Saturday or Sunday.
WARNINGS: WHO KNOWS.
SUMMARY: Damian told Nill she wasn't prepared for war, and she's determined to show him differently.
FORMAT: Quick to start, but do whateva you want.



[The field is huge, without cover, and blanketed in snow. To anyone passing by before ten in the morning, it looks serene and beautiful. But as soon as the clock strikes that special hour, two imports with something to prove take to the field to shake hands and wish each other the best. In what?

Snow war.

Pick your side or make your own side, take prisoners or show no mercy; this is more or less a free-for-all. Who will be victorious? Nobody has a clue. As long as Damian gets whapped in the face by at least one snowball, everything will end up just fine.

Team suggestions are just that: suggestions. If you want your character to defect, start their own team, etc. please feel free! And start any new thread headers you want, these were just some Hallie suggested. Have fun!]

Comments

[recurve]

[This is just the opportunity Kate needs to try and weasel some sort of advantage out of this situation. She pitches one right at Bucky, hard and fast and aimed just right to hit him if he doesn't duck.]

We'll just see about that, Barnes!

[deadthenred]

Hey!

[ He ducks, and the flying sphere of ice and dirt and whatever else screams over his ungloved hands. It'd hurt more if they weren't already numb. But the pitch had knocked him off center and he wobbled inelegant on the branch.

Definitely not afraid of heights. ]

[recurve]

[Not noticing his wobbling as dangerous so much as another opportunity to strike, she lets out a loud cackle and tosses another snowball his way. This one isn't so tightly packed, is moves slowly, losing some of it's mass as it travels toward him.]

Gotcha!

[deadthenred]

[ That one does get him good, and for a second it seems like he's gonna fall. But he catches himself on a branch at the last minute. It's graceless, but it'll do.

Still, definitely, absolutely, not afraid of heights.]

Hey!

[recurve]

[Kate trots up to the base of the tree, tossing smaller, weaker snowballs up at him, laughing loudly as she does.]

You can't stay up there forever, Bucky!

[deadthenred]

[ No, he can't, but that gives him an idea. He swings himself over to another branch, one he hasn't cleared of all the snow, and waits for Kate to get closer. He can dump a whole branch worth on her in one go. He even sticks out his head a bit as bait. ]

I don't need to stay up here forever, I just need—

[ And then one of Kate's snowballs hits him in the face. ]

[recurve]

[And that's enough to get Kate's choking with laughter.]

Right on target!

[deadthenred]

Oh yeah?

[ That was all part of the plan. Completely. (Still not afraid of heights.) Bucky spits some snow out of his mouth, it doesn't go far because the stuff melts on his teeth. And then he grabs the branch hanging over him with his left arm, and kicks a whole wing's worth of snow down on top of Kate.

It doesn't fall hard because he doesn't actually throw it, but it comes down like a sheet. ]

[recurve]

[The curtain of snow lands right on Kate's head, drenching her completely in a blanket of white. She sputters, coughs, then growls up at Bucky.]

Rude!

[deadthenred]

[ He takes a second to grin because he's a bit of a bastard, then swings down to a lower branch and jumps off the tree altogether, doing a little flip and trying to remind himself that he's not afraid of heights.

It might not have been such a great idea to land so close to Kate Bishop. ]

[recurve]

[Wow, what a bastard. And also a jerk and an idiot. She didn't have enough time to compact a full ball during his needlessly showy descent, but she's got snow in both hands and she's rushing toward him at full speed (or as quickly as she can run in the snow) in hopes of literally shoving the snow into his eyes.]

[deadthenred]

Hey, jee—

[ All's fair in love and (snow) war, but this wasn't in the rules. Bucky's caught off guard but his reflexes are quick. This means that Kate can shove snow in his face, but he's pushing away her hands even if he can't see. ]

[recurve]

[That was a good move on his part since he's now caused her to drops most of the snow, and it's also enough to send her off balance and stumbling a bit, still on a collision course with him. Snow is slippery. Who knew?]

Look ou--!!