[The Sanctuary] Snow Telling What Will Happen (Dust)

by **Vanator** on March 4th, 2013, 6:11 pm

Something about the kelvic girl brought out the boy in Van. Dust was playful, curious and without guile, like a child herself. Maybe it was just her contagious smile. Whatever it was, the Drykas lost himself in the romping snowball fight, charging at the girl laughing as his snowball struck her chest, and he whooped in victory as the raven girl went down.

One never passed over a chance to exploit a downed foe, and Van bent down as he rushed at Dust to scoop up a handful of snow. But the wiley Kelvic was not going to lay there and let the man win. She flung her own snowy missile at the Denusk, who found no time to dodge the ball as it struck him squarely in the face. Van slid to a halt in his tracks, clawing at the freezing water as it first stung then numbed his skin. Melting chunks of snow were spat from his open mouth as his chuckling turned to a guffaw.

Once the icy debris was cleared from his eyes, Vanator looked down at Dust laying in the snow, flakes falling in a gentle sheet over her, another white projectile held in her slight hand. Van still had a fistful of snow, an unformed mass that would not serve as an effective salvo. He grinned at the blonde-headed girl as they looked at each other, the great snow battle seized in a standoff.

Suddenly, Vanator emitted a mock battle cry, half laughter, half holler as he cast the snow in his hand at Dust, the cloud of crystal flakes barely reaching her. His intent was to take the battle to the ground, where he could lay hold of her and shovel snow upon her until she conceded unconditional defeat.

by **Dust** on March 6th, 2013, 11:05 am

Vanator stopped stock-still when her snowball hit his face, and Dust laughed gleefully. She even dropped the snow presently in her hands, the better to clap at her success -- and applaud the melodrama of his shocked expression.

Then he yelled, and the game was on again.

Ensconced on the ground as she was, Dust couldn't do much to evade the cascade Van flung at her; she could only duck aside and avert her face. Though it turned out to be a false alarm, as practically all of the snow fell to the ground somewhere between the two of them. His charge forward was decidedly not a false alarm, and Dust warred for a moment with the impulse to shift and fly out of potential harm's way. Bundled up as she was, that wouldn't really go over well.

She didn't have time to bolt and run, either; and that would be unsound besides, leaving her vulnerable to a snatch. Just as much as the raven wanted to fly, she didn't want him behind her on the ground. So she grabbed onto a fold of her cloak and dug her arm down under the snow, the one which was half-hidden by the twist of her torso -- while Dust might be down, she refused to be out just yet. Watching Van from the corner of her eye, she waited until he was close, then twisted her torso around the other way and heaved forward as much loose snow as she could manage to haul up with her arm.

An aimed attack, it wasn't in the slightest, but there was something to be said for area of effect.

by **Vanator** on March 13th, 2013, 11:49 am

Vanator's lungs burned as he inhaled the frozen air, but he paid it no mind, nor did it diminish his laughter as he lunged at the prone Kelvic, leaning down in an attempt to scoop up handfuls of snow to deliver directly to Dust's grinning face. The raven girl appeared helpless on the ground, without a snowball to her name. Large hands shoveled small heaps of heavy snow in their palm, ready to conduct the coup de grace that would bring him victory.

But the Kelvic was clever, and the prideful Denusk soon saw the error in underestimating the young woman. With a sudden twist, Dust launched a wall of snow at Vanator, skillfully timed. Skidding to an unsteady halt, the Drykas could only close his eyes, his snowy munitions falling from open hands as his arms lifted too late to shield his face from the coating of white. His lips fumbled, his tongue wagging as it spewed out clumps of snow and choked on his own chuckling.

Staggering, due to both Dust's ambush and his own hearty laughter, Vanator scraped snow from his eyes and shook icy crystals from his shoulder-length mane. Twinkling eyes finally found the blond raven, his smile beaming.

"Alright, alright! Truce, truce!!" He chortled, one hand raised to halt further hostilities as the other shook the front of his shirt to free the cold flakes that had slipped down his garments. "I concede to Lady Dust, Winter Princess of Sanctuary!" Vanator offered the girl a deep bow and a flourishing arm, a wry smile flashing when his glistening gaze lifted again to his friend.

by **Dust** on March 25th, 2013, 10:03 am

"Truce!" Dust agreed, between spates of giggles inspired by her successful attack and Van's own chuckling. She bounded up to her feet and made some attempt at brushing the snow from her pants and cloak; it helped, but the white powder was rather stubborn. Especially where she'd buried her arm in it. Nonetheless, the Kelvic grinned up at the Drykas with irrepressible good cheer, clapping her hands together a couple of times. "That was fun!"

She may have 'won', but Dust didn't dwell on that; now that they weren't running all over the courtyard, she soon realized the snow on her clothing was in some places melting and soaking through. Plus snow had gotten in her boots, and fallen down her back, and even when it melted, it was still cold. And her hands were colder still. All together, that said she'd been outside long enough for the time being. Grabbing at Van's hands, she started walking backwards towards the entry to the Within. "C'mon! Let's go in and see if there's tea. It's getting kinda cold out here, and we both need to dry off."

by **Vanator** on March 26th, 2013, 6:46 pm

The spry Kelvic vaulted to her feet, powdery snow scattering from her shaken garments, even as the heavy snowfall continued to coat them both in white. Even in the almost blinding white of the snowstorm, Dust seemed to glow, her smile beaming. It was obvious that she had a good time, and Vanator would have to agree.

The Drykas grinned from ear to ear, even as he shimmied, trying to dislodge traces of cold snow that had managed to slip under his cloak and shirt. "Yeah, that was fun!" He agreed, "Thanks for coming out with me." Dust always seemed to bring out the boy within the man, something few others were able to do, and the times he spent with the raven girl never failed to lift his spirits.

Small hands took hold of large ones, beginning to warm themselves as they made their way towards the entrance of the Within. Dry clothes and hot drink sounded perfect after their snowball fight. As they descended and walked in together to the main hall, the Drykas and Kelvic stopped to warm themselves by the hearth, only sharing broad smiles as their friends looked on curiously.

by **Magpie** on March 27th, 2013, 5:25 pm

e

Vanator :

Dust :

Notes :

If you have any questions or concerns about what was awarded, please don't hesitate to PM me.
e

PM to join [The Sanctuary] Snow Telling What Will Happen (Dust)