ext_250015 ([identity profile] bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] neutral_omens 2005-12-24 09:47 pm (UTC)

Being too concentrated on War, Uriel's angel senses didn't pick up the "threat" from behind. Therefore, he was rather unprepared as a snowball hit the back of his head -- rather hard, even.

Yelping a bit in surprise, he turned around just in time to hear the newcomer's deliberately belated question. Brushing snow off his neck, he glared at the man, then let his snowballs fly, half of his mind occupied with scooping snow from the ground, forming it into balls, and hovering those balls at an appropriate distance to be taken into use as soon as he ran out of ammunition.

"Anybody's free to join," he shouted out, "but in this battle, there's no giving up before the end!"

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the large snowball finally hit War's back, half of it immediately melting into icy cold water. Crying out in triumph, he then jumped aside to avoid the newcomer's attack.

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