thebastion | Day 309 [Open]

Who: Anya, Ibuki, Patchouli, and anyone else!
Open: Open! Mostly.
When: Day 309
Where: All over the Bastion
What: SNOW!
Format: I'll match
Warnings: It's Anya.

[For Ibuki and Patchouli]
[Sometime after lunch, Anya takes off to look for two of her best lady friends with a spellbook under her arm and some key ingredients in her pockets.

She's quite cheerful about it, a little oblivious to whatever else might have been going on lately. Cheerful, and insistent. She will track you down.]

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[Later in the day, Bastionites may be surprised to look up and notice that... it's snowing. Not only that, but the temperature has dropped.

At least in the more southerly parts of the Bastion. The farmlands might get a few sporadic flurries, but it isn't cold enough there to stick.

So if you've been missing snowmen or snowball fights or any of those activities that require winter to happen, now's your chance. It's probably not going to last very long.]

((OOC: And feel free to just use this post for mingling!]

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[Oh--was that the wrong person to throw snow at? Her hair was blue, it called for the snow. Made for each other. Or something. She's about to apologize when the girl speaks]

A cha--[OOF. Right in the face.]

Well if you rrreally want a challenge...[Another snowball is flung towards the girl]

[Laughing, Sayaka raises her arm in front of her face just in time to block the snowball. She sends another snowball flying and immediately crouches to the ground to start cobbling together a pile of projectiles.]

[Sensing impending snowball doom, she glances around for some sort of cover. The next snowball hits her hair and Disciple is sent scurrying behind a bush.

It's not very effective camouflage. Her horns and hair peek over the top. But it gives her someplace to scoop up snowballs behind in peace]

[Rats—snowball-throwing isn't going to be nearly as effective with her target shielded! Time to switch strategies: she balances as many of the snowballs as she can on her arm and against her chest, and makes a few more (relatively crumbly) ones and adds them to the top of the pile for good measure.

She waits just a moment—then sprints towards the bush with a battle cry, chucking the snowballs that lasted the run from short-range as soon as she rounds it.]

[Announcing your arrival isn't exactly the sounded battle strategy. It give Disciple a few precious seconds to scoop up a snowball in each hand and wait poised for Sayaka to come within sight.]

[The results are messy, snowballs hitting snowballs and Disciple taking at least one in the face, but she refuses to go down without a fight. She'll keep flinging them until her small supply is exhausted]

[Sometimes a girl's less in it to win it and more to cause as much chaos as possible.

And, of course, that's exactly where they end up. Sayaka waits until the very last snowball is thrown, hitting her right in the face as she runs, to flop dramatically into the snow with a strangled yelling noise.]

I am slaaaaiiin! [Laughing, she kicks and flails around in the snow some more, making sure her death throes are as ridiculous as they can be.]

[And with those dramatic death throes, the Disciple bursts into laughter. She has to lean back on the bush behind her to keep from falling over entirely, but the poor thing looks like it was not made for such a task. It dumps snow all over her head, which only prompts another round of laughter.]

A valiant fight, to be sure.

[And with the Disciple snow-covered, Sayaka just laughs harder. She's gonna need a couple of seconds before she can sit up and start brushing snow out of her hair and off her face.]

Fought against an opponent worthy of being bested by, hahah! Hey, my name's Sayaka, if you need it added to your list of conquests.

The Disciple if you need it to add to your list of people who've bested you.

[She winks and shakes her head, sending snow flying back onto the bush and most things in the nearest vicinity</small] Best result of an impromptu snow fight I've ever had.

Definitely the most intense snowball fight I've ever been part of! [She comes to her feet and shimmies snow chunks off her clothes in a gesture not nearly as extravagant or wide-reaching as the Disciple's.] Couldn't have asked for a better outcome! Except a victory, maybe, hahah. The Disciple, right? That some kind of official title or something?

Next time, maybe you could win. Aim for the legs. [She pulls her hair forward to squeeze out the water where snow had melted]

Official enough. I've went by it for sweeps. Adult and all. I'm the Disciple of Signless, but titles are one word and all.

[Maybe half of the things that the Disciple just said actually made complete sense, and at least a quarter of those were the bit about aiming for the legs next time (she's holding onto that tip!).

Sayaka parsed exactly enough of it to at least kind of fumble her way through a reply that isn't her just asking dumb questions and making an ass out of herself, though. Hopefully.] Yeah? Didn't like your given name as much, huh?

It's not that, it's just...You take a title when you become an adult. Or you're given a title rather. Most times someone calls you by a title and you take it and use it. I was called the Disciple.

[The wheels turn. Slowly. Slowly she puts it all together]

Oh--do you not have titles?

Nooooope. Unless you're someone really important, like, the prime minister, but if you know someone's name you're supposed to use it! I like that idea, though. Titles. Like a nickname but more...important and official, right?

Hmn, sort of. It's important and you try to be unique. I mean, there are only so many titles in the world and some are...passed on to others. But usually you keep it as a badge of honor. You made it to adulthood and others respected or feared you enough to give you the title.

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