[An attempt to tuck one of those wings in goes rather poorly, and the snowball strikes true, scattering snow across his feathers. Ain automatically shakes his wings out to free them of frost, wheeling around with a fastball pitch aimed at Vash's thigh.
One of those bigger snowballs Vash tosses his way eventually beans him in the leg, and the sudden shock makes him stumble and fall into the snow, laughing the whole way down. From Ain's new spot in a snowbank, he sits back, gathers more snow, and throws another. This throw is light and weak, though, and that snowball probably won't hit anything.
So. He picks himself back up, and this time? He's going to Keep Walking, snowball in hand, and chase Vash down with it to hit him at point blank. Square in the back. All's fair in love and war.]
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One of those bigger snowballs Vash tosses his way eventually beans him in the leg, and the sudden shock makes him stumble and fall into the snow, laughing the whole way down. From Ain's new spot in a snowbank, he sits back, gathers more snow, and throws another. This throw is light and weak, though, and that snowball probably won't hit anything.
So. He picks himself back up, and this time? He's going to Keep Walking, snowball in hand, and chase Vash down with it to hit him at point blank. Square in the back. All's fair in love and war.]