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Korra ([personal profile] anatural) wrote2013-12-23 12:13 am
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PSL: College AU -- Snowball fight

[So maybe Korra is more homesick than she'd expected to be. It's the only explanation for her excitement when she woke up that morning and saw that a foot of snow had fallen overnight. She grew up with snow. Snow isn't this magical, mythical thing to her. Most of the time, she liked being able to go outside without a coat on.

But today? Today it's something magic.

She bundles up and rushes outside, ignoring her roommate's sleepy protests. Some of the other students have already started a guerilla snowball fight; she's roped in almost as soon as she steps out the door by a snowball aimed straight at her face. (She blocks it just in time. Hey, she's not a blackbelt for nothing.) They'll soon come to regret engaging her in this battle. They all will.

Grinning devilishly, Korra stalks through the bushes, seeking out her next target. Right... there!

She hurls a massive snowball straight at his head.]
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[personal profile] shiro_megane_kun 2013-12-23 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Korra. Korra you picked the wrong target.]

[There's a reason that the snow isn't scattered haphazardly across his coat. There's a reason there's only a light dusting of it on him. There's a reason everyone else avoided throwing snowballs at him.]

[Because, though like anyone eyes he stumbles when the snowball hits the back of his head, a moment later, his hand is reaching up in a gesture that Korra probably finds familiar. He's reaching up to adjust his glasses.]

[And the only one who adjusts his glasses like that, the only one who wears his clothes like that - well. It's her RA. Her stuffy, strict, by-the-book RA. The look he throws at her is colder than any snowball.]

[And for a long moment, that glare is all he gets. And then he starts walking towards her.]

[If she's expecting to get off with just a tongue lashing, though, she's in for a surprise.]

[Because in one swift, surprisingly smooth motion, he moves to scoop up some snow himself, packing tight and quick before returning fire, sharp, quick, accurate, and before it even reaches her, he's scooping up more snow for a second, reloading.]

[As if he hasn't had plenty of practice with snowball fights against Kurosaki.]