Day 309 [Open]

[dontyoujustwish]

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!]

Comments

[polariity]

1 h4v3nt t0uch3d 2n0w 1n c3ntur132

[And you know what? It's a fuckton better than being stuck in fucking seawater. He starts to wiggle into a decent pile of snow, making weird rasping but happy chirp noises.]

[amphibian]

Centuries, huh? [She only dwells on this long enough to think that wow, this is her new normal—part of her thinks her response should be what but instead, it's closer to huh, wouldn't've guessed! This is as normal as the giant dragon who is one of her best friends and the fact that the seasons are unchanging because they don't exist and that she breathes air. That unsettles her more than centuries.

...Fixating on this while there's snow to be played in is doing her no favors. She tosses another fistful of it above them.] It's only been since last winter for me, but it's still exciting! Hey! [Abruptly, she sits up.] So it's been forever since you've built a snowman, right?!

[polariity]

[Snowman, huh? He finally pushes himself up with a buzz of psionics.]

w3 n33d c4rr0t2 f0r th3 h0rn2

[amphibian]

What're we supposed to use for the nose if we use carrots for the horns? [As she says this, she picks herself up and offers a hand to help Psii up—not that he particularly needs it, but y'know, instinct.]

[polariity]

[He still takes it, floating up as she pulls.]

4nyth1n9 n0t 4 c4rr0t

[amphibian]

[Thanks for humoring her, bro.]

That narrows it down. All right, how about you find carrots and I'll find a nose and we meet back here in five?

[polariity]

[There's a thumbs up, and then he's floating already over to the kitchen.]

[They have to have fucking carrots over there. It's a goddamn kitchen.]

[amphibian]

[Aoi, meanwhile, isn't entirely sure where to begin because what should the nose be, anyway. It takes a little closer to seven than five, but when she returns to their designated meeting place, she pulls a fistful of buttons from the lost and found out of her pocket.]

Maybe we can use 'em for the eyes, too.

[polariity]

[The buttons get an extremely dubious look. Not even any words, just a look.]

[amphibian]

What, have you got any better ideas?!

[polariity]

[Uh... There's a pause as he thinks, and then he's pointing down at her shoe.]

[It can be a very large nose.]

[amphibian]

[glances down

and back up

and back down and hey, hold on]

My shoe? I'm not gonna go running around the snow in my socks!

[polariity]

why n0t

[What do you have to lose, Aoi, c'mon]

[amphibian]

I'm gonna end up with a cold, wet foot that way! That's the worst feeling!

[polariity]

[A pause. A squint. He seems to do a lot of that, but then, Psii's learned to communicate a lot with his whole face since his mouth can't really do it for him.]

d0nt y0u 3nd up c0ld 4nd w3t 4nyw4y 1n w4t3r

[amphibian]

I don't go swimming in my socks. And I don't get cold 'cause I'm moving so much! It's way different, you'd know if you ever went swimming. [huff harrumph!!]

Anyway, we're not using my shoe. If the buttons are no good, pick something else.

[Or just, like, steal the shoe off of her tbh; a girl can only do so much about psychic powers.]

[polariity]

[Psii's initial answer is just going to be one big raspberry of disappointment. You care too much about your shoes, Aoi.]

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[Psii no]

[amphibian]

[Two can play the immature mouth sounds game!! Her responding raspberry is not nearly as impressive.]

No! That'd be so rude! If you wanna use a shoe so bad, use yours. [It does not occur to her to make sure Psii is actually wearing some kind of shoe??]

[polariity]

1 4m d3l1c4t3

[Despite his blank look, this actually is true. Actually he probably shouldn't even be allowed outside right now but oh well.]

[amphibian]

You are fullofit. [She emphasizes it just like one would with the syllables of delicate, and thinks herself quite clever for it.]

Well, that means we've got no shoes, and my buttons are just gonna have to do. Quit whinin' and help me roll up some snowballs!

[And she stuffs the buttons in her pocket and leans over to start packing a snowball together.]

[polariity]

6luh 0k4y f1n3

[He STILL thinks a shoe would have been better. But whatever! Time to start psionically rolling up snowballs.]