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Post by Renate Davis on Jan 30, 2012 15:57:45 GMT -5
(by the way things are going I don't think she would react negatively xD though she may be taken by surprise and feel flattered and rather embarrassed)
Renate grinned "Talents? Well you've seen my battlefield talents, my proudest talent requires a plane or jet...Hm...I can do some drums, not necessarily skilled though...talents....huh, I haven't done much other than fight in life. Though I do think I can try juggling!" she said getting up and picking some snow from the tunnel she escalated to get there. She made snow balls and began tossing then in the air only to have one hit the ground, another hit her head, and the last never leave her hand "On second thought I don't juggle," she said grinning as she flicked snow off her head.
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Post by Carter Velius (Arcane) on Jan 30, 2012 16:05:57 GMT -5
(Then, maybe at the end of this thread...)
Zeke laughed, picking up some snow of his own. "No, maybe not, but you are good at at least one thing other than war," he said, mischievously. "You make a great target!" Laughing, he threw the snowball at her, aiming for her shoulder to ensure he didn't in any way harm her.
(Sorry, it's a bit short...)
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Post by Jackie Diana Robbin on Jan 30, 2012 16:17:31 GMT -5
Renate instinctively dodged a long range attack. Laughing she stuck her tongue out "That's not a talent!" she laughed. She scooped up some snow and threw it back. Unlike Zeke she aimed for the chest. Knowing that he would probably dodge it. So she began making a snow fort inside a snow fort hoping he didn't throw more snow as she created a rough mini wall that could only protect her if she was laying in her stomach and had her face pressed against the floor
(it's fine)
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Post by Carter Velius (Arcane) on Jan 30, 2012 16:30:28 GMT -5
Zeke laughed, forcing the snowball down onto the floor of the snow-dome. Deciding he should probably refrain from using his powers to make things even, he began to build his own snow fort using the mini couch, which he simply shattered into tiny pieces and piled up. Picking up another handful of snow, he formed it into a ball and angled it to shoot over the wall as best he could.
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Post by Jackie Diana Robbin on Jan 30, 2012 16:42:46 GMT -5
Renate found no need to dodge this single snowball. If he made one for her the better! She would throw the same back. And she did so. After piling a inch or two onto her own wall. After throwing the snow age piked another inch. Her brown eyes seeing through a small finger sized peep hole in the wall.
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Post by Carter Velius (Arcane) on Jan 30, 2012 16:49:26 GMT -5
Grinning as the snowball missed - though it was close - Zeke threw another straight at the peephole. "You should know by now, you can never beat a son of Boreas in a snowball fight!" he taunted, rather loudly but not to the point of a yell. "Especially when he's surrounded by snow above him, below him, and to all sides!" Making another snowball, he threw it over the wall, hitting the ceiling so the snowball would break up and fall down onto each part of the area Renate was in, assuring him he'd hit her, somehow. It also should cause some of the snow on the roof to fall, as well, adding to the snow already falling toward her.
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Post by Jackie Diana Robbin on Jan 30, 2012 16:53:48 GMT -5
Renate snorted "the key word is fight! Sure you got the snow, but I got the fight!" she laughed stepping away from the peephole in time to avoid snow in her eyes. But some small flakes hitting her face. Then suddently she felt small balls of snow fall as if it were raining. And she grinned liking that strategy and deciding on her own throwing snowballs at the Tim of his fort chilling the snow away slowly. But surely.
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Post by Carter Velius (Arcane) on Jan 30, 2012 17:00:52 GMT -5
Zeke laughed, knowing it was probably true. "Please, I haven't even used my powers, yet!" he gloated, though he did use them to shatter the mini-couch for supplies for a fort. He knew he wouldn't use his powers but he saw no harm in making himself look good, maybe trying to impress her. Gathering more snow, he made a rather large snowball, chucking it over his wall and it hitting into Renate's, falling short. It did, however, hit the fort with a bit of force, so there was possibility some of it had fallen in on Renate. But it was too difficult to tell, as he hadn't been smart enough to add a hole in his snow fort and it was probably too late to successfully do so, now, without the aid of powers.
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Post by Jackie Diana Robbin on Jan 31, 2012 16:00:32 GMT -5
Renate saw the large snowball approaching and if she hadn't dropped from her crouch it would have hit her head. But snow still slid into her sending a shiver through her. Getting up she shook her head sending some snow off. Grabbing her destroyed walk and rolling it into a large ball she chucked it back in a form near ice from soo much compression.
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Post by Carter Velius (Arcane) on Jan 31, 2012 16:52:11 GMT -5
Zeke dove off to the side, knowing his make-shift fort would never hold. "Well, it seems I'm left defenseless," he smiled, picking up another handful of snow and slowly forming it into a ball. "Well, almost defenseless..." he grinned, throwing the snowball back and forth from one hand to the other, both waiting for Renate to move and to pack it in, better.
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Post by Kathrine Woods on Feb 2, 2012 16:50:20 GMT -5
Renate knew this environment was to his advantage and instead created a stringer wall behind her original. This time it was taller and she started making snowballs not compressing it tightly for him to use his powers on.
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Post by Carter Velius (Arcane) on Feb 2, 2012 22:30:12 GMT -5
Zeke saw what Renate was doing and nearly laughed. "You know, if I really wanted, I could form a ball of ice around that snowball to control it... or just blow it back," he said, creating a small breeze inside the dome, despite it being practically airtight. "But, I'm not using my powers... unless I did it subconsciously..." he said, wondering if he had instinctively used his powers. He stopped passing his snowball between his hands and took a moment to look at the scene. Needless to say, he was laughing a moment afterward. Here he was, one of the most feared and socially outcast demigods at camp in an ice-dome having a snowball fight with a rather popular Ares camper. Who would've thought?
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Post by Kathrine Woods on Feb 3, 2012 18:47:56 GMT -5
Renate laughed "Yeah, I know. Which explains my defence. I will tip my cap at you, you are in your domain. But in my skill area!" she added with a mischeavious grin. Suddently a small hidden launcher she had built in her spare time. Snowballs now going at him 5 at a time with a pull of one of her hair ties she had broken in half.
Renate was clever and craftsy if anything. She thought ahead. A quarter of the time, and was fortunate to have this as the quarter.
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Post by Carter Velius (Arcane) on Feb 3, 2012 20:27:13 GMT -5
Zeke cursed in Greek, diving for cover. "You know, I'd say that's an unfair advantage!" he laughed. "Maybe I should use my powers!" Packing snow together five snowballs at a time, he began launching them through the air without touching them, once. "Is that the best you've got!?" he called over his ruined fort that really wasn't doing much to protect him, being coated in snow.
Slowly, he gathered snow with his hands, doing his best to still make his snowballs using his powers, without ever touching the snow. Eventually, he had a knee-high fort to hide behind.
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Post by Kathrine Woods on Feb 5, 2012 13:36:55 GMT -5
Renate laughed "Unfair advantage? It's simply a war tool!" she laughed sending more snowball flying before taking cover from the snowballs he sent at her wall, creating weak points, but thanks to her earlier reinforcement it didn't collapse.
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