"Yeah, well, you don't fuckin' use magic on people without permission, asshole," Tal growled, taking only mild pride that the first wobbly snowball had hit. It did nothing to mollify his annoyance at the other man, especially when Sah so easily dodged the second one.
Sah was smug enough to send Tal's blood pressure through the magical dome high overhead and his teeth were gritted behind his scowl. He was just straightening up when the return snowball came whizzing at him and he tried to twist away--
Too late. The snow splashed across the side of his parka and oh, it was on.
The courier started to move into a shuffling lope across the snow, bending and scooping a handful up in a smooth motion and letting fly at Sah's head with a growled: "Aim this, Jester." Akasm throwing while running was a tricky maneuver, and Tal hadn't quite mastered it yet.
Sah was smug enough to send Tal's blood pressure through the magical dome high overhead and his teeth were gritted behind his scowl. He was just straightening up when the return snowball came whizzing at him and he tried to twist away--
Too late. The snow splashed across the side of his parka and oh, it was on.
The courier started to move into a shuffling lope across the snow, bending and scooping a handful up in a smooth motion and letting fly at Sah's head with a growled: "Aim this, Jester." Akasm throwing while running was a tricky maneuver, and Tal hadn't quite mastered it yet.
