Outside the dorms, evening

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tick was bored. Bored bored bored bored bored bored bored. And he had too much on his mind.

He looked outside and saw snow. And so he went out to build a snowman. It was kind of lumpy and had wings. He called it SnowArthur.

You can come outside a build a snowman, too.

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto wandered outside the dorms, and saw Tick making something out of snow. "Professor Tick?"

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Callisto! How are you this snowy night?"

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

It's not something she'd seen before, and so it took her breath away (or that could just be the cold) as Sharon stepped outside. She smiled in wonder, and then spotted the lumpy, winged... thing the Tick had built.

She bent down and scooped up some snow, surprised at the cold.

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"Hello, there! Enjoying the snow?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John comes outside, bundled up and ready to throw snowballs.

"Professor Tick, sir! Good to see someone else enjoying the snow!"

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"Hello, John! It's a perfect way to think things through!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders, bored but trying to let Cally have some time to work on her Cyborg Theory project without distraction, wanders out into the snow. He's only got a light flannel shirt on over his t-shirt, and no gloves, but he doesn't really seem to care about that right now.

"Hey, Crichton!"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth wandered past the group after Student Council.

"Evening, sir," she called.

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Elizabeth!" Tick said as he made SnowArthur's moth antennae. "How are you tonight?"

[can_be_more]

Aeryn's mun doesn't care that there are going to be seventeen posts of people jumping into the snow. Aeryn's mun is bored now, dammit.

Aeryn is outside. There's snow.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

From near his spot next to Anders, John chucks a snowball at Aeryn's back. Hey, he's feeling good tonight.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

With Vladdie tucked under her arm (wearing a wee little doggie sweater), Rory made her way outside.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Gilmore!" Anders waves over at Rory with the manic cheerfulness of someone who's been bored and craving some entertainment.

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Rory! Vladdie!" Tick yelled as he began to make another snowman.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hey Rory!" John says from where he's just pelted Aeryn with a snowball.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Hey Rory!" Callisto called out.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Rory!" Elizabeth called, waving and moving across. "Hey, Vladdie!"

[fh_jackass]

"Rory!" Logan waved.

[notavegetarian.livejournal.com]

Having closed the shop for the night, and feeling oddly wistful, and possibly wanting to see the people she's left behind Zhaan slipped onto campus, walking through the snow, feeling it crunch beneath her feet.

The cold made her vaguely sluggish, but not enough to impede her as she rounded a corner and came upon the group of students and the large blue... creature. She tilted her head, studying him. He wasn't Delvian, but she didn't know what he was.

Not that it mattered.

Her smile turned into a grin as she bent over and scooped up a handful of snow, then threw it into the air.

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tick looked at the blue lady. "Excuse me, ma'am! Are you okay? You look more blue than a person should normally be!"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

It was nighttime and it had snowed out. The combination was too much for Angel to resist. No way he could stay inside and study with this for a temptation.

Of course there was Rory. And Tick. Two people he really needed to avoid, one of whom he'd promised to.

Still it was a big world. Angel could appreciate the snow and not have to come anywhere near them.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto would never throw a snowball at somebody's back.

Which is why she threw it at Angel's head instead.

[prisoner-rover.livejournal.com]

*rover rolls.*

*in the snow behind him, rover trails.*

*it's white.*

*like he's white.*

*yet not rubbery.*

*although he does squeak along.*

*and he's not squeezing through doors.*

*rolling along with his rover trails.*

*until blue.* (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/301453.html?thread=10973581#t10973581)

*unauthorized blue.*

*having fun in the white that squeaks when he rolls over it and leaving rover trails.*

*but still unauthorized.*

*rover rolls...and squeaks...on.*

*with his rover trails...*

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tick walked over to Rover. "Sorry about the intrusion, chum! I talked to her and she's walking off campus now."

"Did you see my scale model of you (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/301453.html?thread=10978189#t10978189)?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin was too much of a desert boy not to want to see for himself what snow was like on this planet.

He walked out of the dorms and smiled.

Frozen water.

It never got old.

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tick, seeing Anakin step out, threw a snowball his way. He was curious what a Jedi could do in a snowball fight.

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Wondering where Tick was, Lockheed flew outside. It was cold. There was snow. And people seemed to be having fun despite that. Weird.

It sure would be unfortunate if somebody threw a snowball at him.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Ooh, airbourne target.

Callisto aimed and threw.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet wanders out into the snow to see what's going on. He's wearing a whole bunch of winter clothing, all in black: black jacket, black boots, black mitts, black earmuffs. He must have a discount card at Mr Dark and Emo or something for all the black clothing he owns. He looks around and tries to observe what people are doing in the freshly fallen snow.*

[fh_jackass]

Black clothing. White snow. Easy target. Logan tossed the snowball at Hamlet.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith and Wilkins head outside, looking forward to frolicing walking in the snow.

Wilkins seems to be under the impression that snow is for eating, while Faith seems to be happy just to run after him and kick the snow.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel debated. And debated and debated and debated.

Then decided screw it. There was one way to find out how Faith might feel about him right now.

He tossed a snowball in her direction.