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

[deadthenred]

I coulda gotten him.

[ But he lays off, standing up and straightening his jacket some. ]

[culver]

[She's grateful for his enthusiasm, and it shows on her face. Nill waves one hand a little, trying to get him to calm down. Really, it's alright! Sometimes people just don't follow the rules completely. It isn't as if anyone is there to really enforce them, after all.]

[deadthenred]

I know, I know. I'm not going after 'em. [ He makes a big show of waving his empty hands around. ]

[ But then he adds, quieter: ] I'm just saying that I coulda.

[culver]

[At least the big show placates her. She just has a lot of friends who would go after whomever threw that snowball. She's glad Bucky isn't one of them.

The blonde smiles at him, and nods. Yes, he probably could have. But it's just a game!]