Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170129044632

Marcus takes a few steps, contemplating the things to come, and what they mean. Then...

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A freezing cold snowball hits him dead center in the back of the head. He turns to see Cyndwella with her hands behind her back, looking up and whistling, and Hex holding her stomach, laughing.

Cyndwella looks down with an innocent expression. "What, you think I did it? Me?  It was totally her!" She points to Hex, who stops laughing.

"Hahaha!...? What?  Me??  I...wait...what??" She looks back and forth, panicked.

"Don't lie, you little punk! Hahahaha!" Cyndwella begins pelting her with snowballs.

Hex squeals. "EEEEEE! Doooont!  I don't have many clothes to begin with and that snow is freeeezing!" She squeaks.