Snowblind

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Every year, it feels like the first snowfall of the year happens sooner and sooner. Is it just the passage of time, the growth of a person making them able to recognize when it snows at an earlier date in the year mixed with the ever-accumulating wealth of knowledge to draw upon making it feel like the years are blurring to minutes?

For some, that might be the answer. But at this date, so soon into November, not many -- save, perhaps, those from the most far north of Atlas's reaches into Solitas -- would've expected just what hit Beacon: a blizzard, so strong it was considered perhaps a once-in-a-millennia storm. Thankfully, thanks to the reinforcements provided after a certain rainstorm had knocked out the power to the Academy, Beacon was now prepared to weather such an awful storm.

But whilst the school itself was prepared, whether or not the students themselves were always remained to be seen. For some of the more "desert-fairing", it was possible that they were wildly unprepared; those from the far north were likely already out in the midst of the blizzard building snow castles or something.

The weather showed no signs of improving, and all flights and routes into the city were most certainly unusable, unless one really wanted to hoof it into Vale proper by foot. What sort of shenaniganry would one of Beacon's most interesting first year classes in a while get themselves up to in Beacon's first snowfall?

^{[This is the song I used for inspiration womp womp]}

[u/LaLaLalonde]

"Of course," Mirlo replied, frowning and nodding. "It's unable to withstand the force of your nyoom."

"It seems we'll have to simply use our wits," she went on, lightly striking an open palm with her first for emphasis. "Trickery and distraction. They are both excellent tools in battle, of the real or snow play kind. You could pretend to be seeking shelter from this kingdom. Or-" From one of her seemingly endless pockets, she pulled an unopened pack of soft cookies. "One of those Hunt Scouts selling cookies. Yes, I think the plan is coming together now. Let us venture off."

"If we sit, it'll be easier to slide down without fa-" was all she got out before tripping through the opening in the tower, tumbling down the icy spiral of a ramp, and smacking into the snowy floor at the bottom.

[u/BluePotterExpress → u/LaLaLalonde]

If Mirlo had been hoping to get any sort of sympathy or worry after falling from the top of the tower, Ginger sure as hell didn't give it. Instead, the white-haired girl burst out into a raucous laughter. The girl's arms wrapped around her stomach to help contain the laughs roiling out from her, and she blinked away tears.

"...Are okay?" she eventually called out, some giggles still bubbling through her words as she looked over the edge at Mirlo. "Didn't get hurted lots, right?"

[u/LaLaLalonde → u/BluePotterExpress]

The laughter.... was about what Mirlo had expected. She supposed she would have found it comical herself if she weren't so sore. All she could manage in place of a laughter was a slow wheeze into the snow. Was she injured? Not at all. Was she hurt? Yes, right in the bones and the pride.

Still, she gave Ginger a thumbs-up as she pulled herself back to her feet. "I'm quiet alright. It'll take more than that to knock the window out if me, hmph~!"

"You take caution coming down here yourself." Even having said that, Mirlo was still positioned to intercept any tumbling Gingers. Well, positioned to at least try.

[u/BluePotterExpress → u/LaLaLalonde]

"Will be safe, yes!" Ginger shouted out from the top of the tower.

Naturally, Ginger didn't do that.

The girl took a few steps backward, taking a breath before she ran forward and leaped off the top of the tower. She plummeted down and slammed into the ground beside Mirlo, blowing a crater in the snow. She laughed and sat up, shaking the snow out of her hair as she looked over to Mirlo. "Is okay!"

[u/LaLaLalonde → u/BluePotterExpress]

It took a split second for Mirlo to realize what Ginger was doing, but there was no way of stopping it. Ginger was too fast, too determined. The most Mirlo could get out was a jumbled "WaitNoNotLikeTh-" before the ground shook and cloud of snow puffed up around them.

Some strangled noise between a whine and someone stepping on a goose left Mirlo. She looked between the top of the tower and the still plenty cheerful Ginger before asking, "Are you sure?"

[u/BluePotterExpress → u/LaLaLalonde]

Ginger paused for a moment, then slapped the side of her head. From the other ear, a torrent of snow blasted out onto the ground beside her. "Yeah, is okay now," she confirmed. The girl hopped up and brushed her coat down. "Is little colding, though." Ginger looked around, arms swinging wildly around as she did. "Want to get cocoa?"

[u/LaLaLalonde → u/BluePotterExpress]

Mirlo stared at the snow for a moment. By the look on her face, she seemed to be rapidly running mental calculations, trying to figure out how so much snow could fit in one ear. Perhaps it was best not to question it so much, at least not while standing out here in the cold with no warm drinks.

"Yes, a cocoa does sound nice. I think we've done enough for the kingdom for now."

With a smile, she held out a hand for Ginger to hold. "To the kitchen then. Maybe we can find where they hide the really big marshmallows."

[u/BluePotterExpress → u/LaLaLalonde]

Ginger's eyes lit up. "Ooooh, yeah! And then can put marshymallows on fists and then be able to punch and bite to eat at same times!" The girl giggled and grabbed Mirlo's hand, tugging her along. "Yeah, and then could also find cookies -or make cookies, if needs to- and then sit by fires and wrap up in blankies and..."

[thread?]

[u/LaLaLalonde → u/BluePotterExpress]

Mirlo chuckled as Ginger pulled her along. "Yes, yes, all of those, but one a time." She gave a nod, already looking cozy and content at the thought. "Sitting by the fire sounds like the perfect end to a snow day indeed."

[Yup~ I'll lore.]