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

[allbloodyhail]

Oh, don't worry, luv, I'm dead already. [he shrugs this is totally normal right]

[gevurah]

[ Her eyebrows are going to disappear into her hairline at this point. ]

I didn't realize the undead could still bleed.

[ She beckons Spike to come closer so she can get a better look. ]

[allbloodyhail]

Yeah, why wouldn't we? [He sidles closer so she can tend to him or something. He's only doing this out of courtesy so he doesn't bleed on everyone. Also red hair, we mentioned that already tho.]

[gevurah]

[ She's going to lean in herself to check where the bleeding is coming from. With one hand, she opens up the kit to pull out a clean tissue to wipe with. ]

No idea. Never treated someone who was undead before.

[allbloodyhail]

[He flinches, but it's not from pain. He has the decency to look a little abashed before leaning toward her again.]

Just patch me up, luv. Nothing fancy--I've gotta get back in there.

[gevurah]

You can afford a few minutes to rest.

[allbloodyhail]

Cannot, you don't know what it's like out there.

[gevurah]

It's just a game.

[allbloodyhail]

That's where you're wrong, pet. S'war.

[gevurah]

[ She's trying to determine his physical age at this point. After she's wiped the blood clean, she gets some rubbing alcohol to dab a bit to clean up any cuts before placing bandages over. ]

Kate. [ She corrects. ] Well, you don't go to war to die.

[allbloodyhail]

[He smiles a little at that.] Kate, then. [for now]

Maybe you don't.

[gevurah]

[ She finishes putting all the required bandages and picks up a hand cloth and sanitizer for her own hands. ]

Try not to bleed out anywhere... or get buried under snow.