She'll... chill you to the bone. YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAH [BBS/ID TILMITT, SELPHIE] [Video/Action]

[selphie_t]

[Selphie may have been particularly and unusually quiet since she came back to Garden but hey, 22 years of catching up can take quite some time. On top of that, she had to learn how to use the laptop before she cast Firaga on it like she'd threatened when it started crashing on her. Thankfully for the Garden Tech Support staff, they gave her another laptop and instructions on how to operate it. Quiet all you tech saavy types, they didn't have laptops at Garden during the war, okay?

However, the perky brunette wasn't expecting to open the curtains in her room on this very special morning to snow. It wasn't just any snow, either. It was the snow with the big fluffy flakes that glittered in the sunlight and everyone on the second floor of the dorms is going to hear the girl squealing with delight for all it's worth. Feel free to come and find out what all the commotion is as she's scrambling to set up her webcam to start recording the gently falling flakes.]

Garden! Everybody, make a wish! If you don't know about the Snow Fairies, then you clearly haven't spent enough time at the awesomeness that is Trabia Garden!

Otherwise, snowball fight in the courtyard in half an hour. Be there or be square!

[Then she's leaning in with an excited look on her face. Really, she looks like a kid who's walked into a candy store for the first before grinning at everybody with a mischievous glint in her eyes.]

Or if you want your sheets frozen then by all means, skip out.

Selphie, out!

[And with a peace sign to the camera, the feed cuts out.]

Comments

[rewritethis]

[The main point of the giant hands was more to let Ed show off than to give Selphie anything more serious than an unpleasant surprise, so the snow they're made of is actually only loosely packed together, despite appearances; both hands start to melt with alacrity as soon the flames come anywhere near them, dripping defeatedly onto the ground.

Ed, on the other hand, is going nowhere. He shoots Selphie an annoyed look as he gets to his feet.]

Who asked you to bring paramagic to a snow fight?

[selphie_t]

[After Selphie lands on her rear on the ground, she'll stalk right up to Ed and jab her finger into his chest.]

And who asked you to bring whatever the heck that was into a snow fight?!

[rewritethis]

[It's like poking a brick wall. But it has nothing on his glare.] That was snow, you idiot! It was snow right up until you set fire to it! [And he was damn proud of it!] What did you think it was?!

[selphie_t]

Excuse me? I'm an idiot? I'm not the one who's making hands out of it by just touching the ground and not explaining himself properly. I knew that it was snow, dumbass and that was called self defense!

[rewritethis]

[He bristles.] I didn't "just touch the ground"! Don't you know anything? And you got out of just fine without having to sling paramagic around everywhere like you're itching to start a real fight, didn't you?!

[selphie_t]

Oh yeah, lightning flew out of your hands too, silly me for forgetting! How about you try not being an ill-tempered pain in the ass and explain just what the hell you did back there or I may have to sling more than paramagic around.

Unless you forgot what self defense is. Sheesh, you see a giant hand coming towards you and see how you react.

[rewritethis]

It's called getting out of the way! Just a hint! [Grumpily, he shoves both hands into his pockets.] Give me a break. The way you people whine about a simple transmutation, how'd you ever get used to having actual lightning shoot out of your damn hands?

[Then he turns around rather abruptly (if she's standing close enough for his long, braided hair to hit her in the face, all the better) and attempts to storm off, back inside.]

[selphie_t]

Transmuwhatnow?

[Selphie usually doesn't aim for the head in a snowball fight, but after Ed's gone off and mentioned transmutation without explaining himself is going to get him one just after he's cleared a safe distance.]

Quit being a grumpy pipsqueak and explain.

[rewritethis]

[Strike that walking away and reverse it - now he's right back in her face.]

Who're you calling a puny pipsqueak who'd be too tiny to function in a world that made sense?!

[He didn't even notice the snowball, or the additional flecks of snow in his hair it left behind.]