He didn't even look more then a brief glance over his shoulder before he twisted and let that snowball fly. It was aimed for Izunia's jaw....just low enough that if it hit, it would drip under his scarf and the cold would linger.
The running throw left him open, no matter how hard he scrambled to correct his balance and fit himself into another knook of safety.]
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He didn't even look more then a brief glance over his shoulder before he twisted and let that snowball fly. It was aimed for Izunia's jaw....just low enough that if it hit, it would drip under his scarf and the cold would linger.
The running throw left him open, no matter how hard he scrambled to correct his balance and fit himself into another knook of safety.]