Snow Day!!

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The Snow Day Meme

Whether is was announced on the local news station or it's a
freak storm. You wake up to the news that school is cancelled,
transport is down or perhaps you need to take a personal day
because of unfavorable conditions.The point is it's a snow day!
So enjoy it at your leisure.





[x] Reply to the post with your character/preferences.
[x] Respond to others with one of the prompts listed.
(or make your own!)
[x] Have fun!


Snowed in: uh-oh, it looks like it may have snowed a little too much last night, and now you're stuck inside. So grab a hot cup of cocoa, curl up and relax. Or maybe you're going a little stir crazy. Have fun with it.
Snowball fight!: Arguably the best part of a snow day, right? Gathering a bunch of friends, or just one, and spending the day in modern snowy warfare. You better make your ammunition and pile that snow fort high, you don't have much time before the snow begins to fly.
Ice rink: Oh wow, winter hit pretty hard, didn't it? The local pond froze over and is even safe enough to go skating on! So grab your skates and hit the ice-- not literally, though. That hurts.
Walking in a winter wonderland: The way the snow glistens is rather pretty, isn't it? Sure it's cold but it's not so bad if you're spending it with a loved one, enjoying the scenery and staying close to keep warm. ;)
Etc: Don't like any of the prompts? That's cool. Feel free to do whatever you like. Just have fun.

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Utsusemimaru (Ucchii) | Zyuden Sentai Kyouryuuger | Gen only

[raimeibrave]

[ It's Utsusemimaru's first real snow day since the Sengoku period, and with his teammates' encouragement, he's spending it having fun. No battles, no monsters, just a regular 29-year-old samurai playing in the snow like a child. His bright gold and blue outfit stands out like a sore thumb in all the white, and he's too engrossed in building a snowman to realize that he's not really dressed properly for winter. ]

[plumule]

[She, too, is engrossed, though for different reasons. Cold isn't new, but snow is very, very brand new, having existed so long under ground, and she spends an exorbitant amount of time watching and feeling. This much is pleasant and fascinating enough for her. It's enough to see the cloud-covered sky, hints of white sunbeams cutting through in soft slants.

There seems to be small gatherings, or at least a pair of people here or there playing in this chilly slush. And, before too terribly long she's spotting him like a gold and sapphire jewel sparkling in the middle of all of it, packing much of the snow (it's the word she's overhearing) together. Her way of wandering over to watch is as undistruptive as she can make it, and the smile she wears is as equally curious as it is admiring, little wings absently raised in her interest.]

[raimeibrave]

[Ucchii loves the small groups of people laughing, playing, enjoying the endless beauty the Earth offers without asking anything in return. He can see why Torin fell in love with this planet. Admittedly his snowman doesn't resemble his comrade in the least, but once he gets the idea into his head to make his entire team, he starts to see their personalities even in the identical shapes he rolls.

Once he finishes with "Torin", he cups his hands over his mouth and blows on them. He really should have worn gloves. It's then that he notices the young girl watching him. And she has... wings? Maybe it's a costume.

Ucchii bows to her and offers a sunny smile.]

Hello! Lovely day we're having, is it not?

[plumule]

[Soft-hearted cheer gives way to concern when she spies his feeble effort to warm his hands—and, her own lack gloves, as well, it's true, but she's been so mesmerized by snow and game-watching that she hasn't fully felt the nipping on her own fair skin. She intends to indicate gloves, when she realizes they're bare, but by this time, he's addressing her, and that little fretful look is brightening.

The wings flap and fluster behind her briefly, and her smile opens, nod enthusiastic. It's really lovely! Everything is glittering and white, all magic. Venturing nearer, she gestures to one of his snowmen friends inquisitively, face tilting. She can't verbalize it, but she's doing her best to ask what he's making. Of course, without weather, she's never seen a snowman before!]

[raimeibrave]

[Ucchii's eyes widen briefly when he sees the girl's wings move. Not a costume after all, but he's too polite to ask probing questions so soon after meeting her. Besides, when your oldest friend is a colorful bird man, you tend not to question much. For that same reason he doesn't ask the girl why she's not speaking aloud.]

Oh, this? [He follows her line of sight and gazes upon his glorious creation. Well, it's an adequate snowman, at least.]

I was trying to make my friend out of snow! I'm afraid it doesn't much resemble him, but perhaps I am simply lacking in brave? [He smiles at her again.] Would you like to help me build the next one? I hope to make one for each of my comrades, but that means I need to make at least eight others...

[plumule]

[Eight! So many. But, so wonderful! That he has eight friends is really something! The beaming she's doing is entirely helpless, because she feels so like a peach right now. Absolutely she wants to help, and her nod is once more wholehearted.

She steps closer, ready to start, but falters a little when she glances at his first creation. How exactly... Do you make a snowman?]

[raimeibrave]

Wonderful! [He's always happy to make a new friend, and the girl's enthusiasm can't be misunderstood.]

I will begin with the body, if you would like to start with the head? We can make Amy-dono! [Ucchii is too excited to perceive her confusion, and he stoops in the snow again, packing it into a little ball to start. He rambles as he works.] I do not expect you to know Amy-dono, but I am sure we can do her justice even so! She is a little taller than you, with long dark hair, and often wears pink!

[Once he has the snowball made he starts rolling it across the ground to build it up in size.]

[plumule]

[Of course, this is fine. A lot of her learning has been through observation. Most people aren't mind readers, after all. And, so, for a moment or longer, she watches him pack the snow in his hands until it begins to take more of a rounder shape. Carefully, she stoops to begin mimicking, although much slower, much more uncertain. He's assigned her the head of his friend Amy, so will she be able to mold it in this same way?

It's about the size of a tennis ball when she holds it up in both palms for his inspection, visage inquisitive, wings extending lightly in company of the invisible question mark floating above her head.]

Hello | Snowball fight. Ish

[rockandroll_out]

[Miko was finally convince to return to Japan for some vacations. Being her, she's son bored out of her mind, so she's throwing snowballs at random targets imagining they're Decepticons. Little does she know that at what she's aiming right now is a 400-years-old samurai and not some street lamp.

But will he able to dodge it? Stay tuned!]

Take that, you!

[raimeibrave]

[Ucchii has made considerable progress on his snowman and is just standing back to admire his work when something cold and wet collides with the back of his head. He yelps in surprise and spins around to confront his attacker.]

Who's that? [Reflexively one hand goes to the hilt of his sword, but he doesn't draw it yet.]

[rockandroll_out]

[Welp. It wasn't a street lamp, after all... But who dresses with those colors, geez.]

Oops! Sorry! That wasn't meant for you.

[. . .] Wait. Is that an actual sword?

[raimeibrave]

Ah! Do not worry! I was merely surprised.

[He relaxes when he sees the "attack" came from a child. Not quick enough for the Zandar Thunder to escape her notice though.]

This? Um................ no.

[rockandroll_out]

[She trots her way to join him and examine everything]

What is it then? You were going to use it to defend yourself. [She takes a peek to his back] You're a cosplayer?