The Great Snow Fight of 2019

[fistsofchange]

Who: Everyone
What: People pack snow into little balls and throw them at each other
When: January 30st and probably on and off for a couple of days after
Where: The grounds outside Keystone
Warnings: The weather outside is frightful

There's...not always a lot to do around Keystone Station. Sure there's books and video games and movies but for someone like Lin, who gets antsy when she's cooped up inside for too long, that only holds her attention for so long.

And then it started snowing.

There's only one thing to do about that.

-1-

It was quiet out. Maybe...TOO quiet.

All of the sudden, snowballs started flying out of the gloom, often from strange directions (like directly overhead.). It was followed by the sound of Lin's laughter. Someone's trying to start some shit.

Sure, she COULD have just invited everyone outside and told them, but this seemed more fun.

-2-

After a while, word got around and more people started getting into the spirit of it. Now it's not hunt and ambush so much as just a ton of people in a big confusing melee. Forts have been built. Tenuous alliances have been made. Factions are betraying each other at the drop of a hat, and everything is chaos.

Truly, war is hell.

-3-

This is the prompt for people who have had enough snow fighting for now and are huddled together in the kitchen, where a big ol' pot full of spiced cider is gently simmering on the stovetop making the room nice and warm and also making it smell amazing.

[OOC: Prompt 1 is obviously more focused on Lin specifically, but feel free to use the other 2 for general mingling!

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[hardbargain]

VILG!

[Nyx cries out in surprise, gasping and sputtering at the spill of absolutely horrific cold down the back of his neck, in his hood and down the back of his hoodie. He’s so busy yelping at the cold that he’s too startled and surprised by Regis’ fall to even attempt to catch him or get out of the way. In the end they both end up on their asses in the snow drift.

Another cloud of powder explodes around him and Nyx lets out a bark of laughter, immediately rolling to try to pin Regis down and stuff more snow down his shirt in retaliation.]

[kingkingcxiii]

[The fall should hurt more than it does, but either the snow is more of a cushion than Regis imagines it should be, or perhaps actually taking the time to treat his knee instead of merely doing whatever is needed to keep him on his feet from day-to-day is helping because it doesn't. Which is a good thing in the long run because he doesn't have much time beyond that moment of realization before Nyx is pinning him down to continue the assault on his stomach.

Normally this would be about the time another person would try to pull their assailant's hands away, but Regis just finds himself dropping his head back into the snow and laughing. He's always run warm thanks to to his affinity with fire magic and it doesn't hurt he was already warming the air around him slightly with said magic. By the time Nyx gets that snow anywhere near him, it's all but melted.

The slightly chilled water dripping against his skin does tickle though. A small consolation present perhaps?

Regis is just slightly breathless from the laughing when he finally speaks.]

Are you actually going to get any of the cold stuff through to me or shall I just take a nap?

[hardbargain]

Oooh you wanna play dirty huh?

[That's fine, that's just fine. Because Regis is so skilled with fire magic but Nyx is skilled with another type. So Regis is breathless and laughing and instead of going a step further and super freezing a snowball like Regis might be expecting Nyx takes a different approach. There's a spark of magic, a familiar pull, and then a bright warm tingling jolt dancing from fingertips to warmed skin. The current is gentle but high enough to be startling and a touch sharp, arcing from droplet to droplet across his belly.]

[kingkingcxiii]

Why is it people always call strategy 'cheating' when it catches them off guar-

[Instead of ending normally, Regis' sentence cuts off with a surprised sound that shifts into a soft groan when he feels the sparks jump across his skin. His eyes eyes close for a moment, half opening again as his hand finds Nyx's arm, fingers rubbing up and down it lightly.]

You are bound and determined to get us into trouble, aren't you Wild One?

[hardbargain]

[Of all the reactions he was expecting that wasn't one of them. Nyx's eyes go wide for a moment, surprised before he smirks down at his king. He takes a moment to adjust himself, settling more fully onto his knees above the older man. The smirk deepens, something cocky and very satisfied as he holds himself over his King, both hands sliding up under coat and shirt nails scraping lightly over skin as he sends another jolt skittering over his skin.]

Me? Trouble?

[kingkingcxiii]

The very definition.

[There's a breathlessness in Regis' voice now that has nothing to do with laughter. The muscles in his stomach shift, reacting both to touch and spark even as one of his hands finally settles itself at the back of Nyx's neck, pulling the Glaive down toward him gently.]

You may want to see if there is anyone looking because whether or not they are, I am about to kiss you.

[hardbargain]

[Nyx grins and follows that gently urging quickly, clearly he has no intention of checking for onlookers.]

Who cares if they are?

[His lips catch Regis' in a firm kiss, humming against his mouth. A playful nip at his lip and then, with only the slightest shift in his position, Nyx does two things simultaneously.

Draws Regis' lower lip between his teeth to suck at it, hot and eager. And pulls power into his hand to send a burst of cold over Regis' belly this time, not quite freezing the droplets of water left behind on his skin but chilling them just shy of it.]

Show you trouble.

[kingkingcxiii]

[As nice as the kiss is--and Regis very definitely appreciates the passion behind it--Nyx is hardly the only one multi-tasking. At almost the same time as his Glaive releases that burst of cold over his stomach--and boy does that cause the muscles to tighten and his breath to hitch--he is pulling the hand he has against Nyx's neck back just enough to allow him room to summon and dump several handfuls of snow down the man's hoodie.

Oh, but he doesn't leave it at that. After all, Regis has already done that trick once. Just enough heat to melt follows the snow, and the resulting cold water runs all the way down Nyx's back and soaks into his clothes.]

Show me what again?

[hardbargain]

[There's a split second where Nyx almost begins to smirk against Regis' mouth, pleased at the way the older man tenses beneath him. Instead he ends up wrenching back from the kiss to yelp, the sound sharp and indignant as snow piles up, pinned between his body and the hoodie. The flood of icy water that follows has him sucking in a shocked gasp, eyes wide and horrified hands hovering uncertainly above the man beneath him as he squirms at the trickle of water over his skin.

He kneels there, shocked and furious, soaking wet and breath huffing out in horrified pants.

Then, abruptly, he slams one hand into the snow beside Regis' head, shoveling a pile of it into his face and then warping backwards away from him.]

Oh, now it's on!!

[kingkingcxiii]

[It takes several long moments for Regis to recover from that face full of snow and to draw himself into a sitting position. Mostly, this is because it's very difficult to brush snow out of his beard and hair when he's laughing so hard.]

Oh? It's only on now? And here I thought it was already on. Perhaps, I shouldn't have been trying so hard.

[Regis takes a moment to shake snow from his gloved hand, but the gesture is far less innocent that it seems because in among that snow, he summons and flips a chuck of ice, not at Nyx, but at the tree he is not standing far from.

If he doesn't notice that little projectile and move, a certain Glaive is about to get a lot wetter thanks to the tree's snow-burdened branches.]