mister10below: (black and white smile)
Bobby Drake ([personal profile] mister10below) wrote2011-08-27 11:47 pm

[Video] | [Open Commentlog]

[Bobby's outside, holding the journal facing towards him with one hand and tossing a snowball with the other.]

I promise this is not my fault! I had absolutely nothing to do with this.

[Not that anyone except for maybe two people would have any reason to suspect him. But he's too used to having to give a disclaimer every time snow comes when it probably shouldn't have.]

But since it is here and awesome, I am totally taking advantage of it.

Does anyone like ice skating? Someone go skating with me, guys!

[There's a pause as he throws the snowball high up into the air and lets it fall back to the ground.]

Or if we can get enough people, I am all in for a game of snow capture the flag.

[It is SNOWING, and Bobby is the happiest mutant ever right now. Reply here or come bug him outside? He's wandering around all over, so if it's some place outside, feel free to run into him there.]

[Commentlog]

[personal profile] bondedgryphon 2011-08-28 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Zhaneel missed the audio post entirely, being as how the moment there was any amount on the ground or Keep walls, the gryphon was already out and in it.

She is gurgling happily, unused to playing in snow with the rarity it actually fell within the Peligirs.

Bobby will more than likely run into the gryphon while she is in the process of pouncing various snow-drifts in a clamber of talons.
]

[Commentlog] Got delayed killing people last night, lol

[personal profile] bondedgryphon 2011-08-29 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Zhaneel crouches low on the snow covered ground, or at least as low as she can, tail slashing through the air behind her. She pins her ears and springs, coming up a moment later with a mouse dangling by it's tail from her beak. She chirrups happily low in her throat, but freezes as a voice greets her from behind.

She lifts her head and pivots slightly, eying Bobby with big inquisitive eyes as he does the same. Bowser to answer, she must firs eat or release her prey. Bobby you have saved a mouses' life this day. She drops the mouse to the snow and it flees with a terrified squeak, but her ears are already up and her attention on the human. She gives her head a bob,'shaking snow off her feathers and fur.
]


Heyla!

[Pay no kind to the wad of snow on her head, please. :D]