[Action]

[im_eating]

[What's that smell? It's like greasy sweat and overcooked mildew. And the closer you get to the portly girl with the shabby, patched dress of orange and red, the stronger that odor gets. She's frowning deeply at the snow she's been wading through before scooping up a big clump in her chubby hand and ramming it into her mouth with a loud slurp.]

[Her eyes roll thoughtfully toward the sky as if appraising the taste before she promptly spits it out.]

Eeeuuuyyyugh! It tastes terrible!

[And if you thought the smell was bad, her voice isn't much better. It's harsh and grating, and loudly forceful. She jams the pot on her head a little tighter in place before marching through the snow with mighty swings of her thick arms.]

[At first her brow is heavily furrowed, her lip jutting out with fierce determination. But with each step she takes further from the Bay, the lighter her expression becomes.

If I'm here...and Hydia's not...

I DON'T HAVE TO GET THE PHLUME ANYMORE!

[She gallops around and spins, gathering up big armfuls of the bad-tasting snow and flings them into the air. It might be considered dancing, except there's nothing even remotely graceful about watching Reeka "dance." She spins around until she falls on her massive rear end with a gurgling cackle.]

[And the snow she just launched in the air happens to fall on someone's head. A character? An innocent bystander? Either way, the result is the same. It comes down with a wet plop, and Reeka just stares for a few awkward moments. Did she do that? She should apologize.]

...HWAHHHH HA HA HA HA! AHHH HA HA HA HA! HOO! HAAA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

[Instead she just points and laughs, kicking her little feet. She just made someone uncool!]

Comments

[thornmage]

[Well, he does have to go outside every now and again. Today, it seemed, was a lazy day, despite him actually deciding to leave the house.

Food, after all, was still necessary.

Yes, yeah. He followed his nose and his ears to this scene. He didn't know what he would find and he isn't sure why he's surprised with what he's seeing but here we are.

All nine feet of the mage's impressive frame blocking out the sun, his head just.... vaguely, slowly tilting, ever so slightly, to the right.

Before snow lands on it.

THUMP.

A snort, the cloth pulled over his face rippling just a little from the disgruntled sound.]

I didn't think trolls were so small.

[im_eating]

[If he's trying to insult the witch, he picked the wrong term. Her stubby fingers mash against her blushing cheeks.]

I bet you say that to all the witches~

[Reeks rolls onto her feet...eventually...and swipes the clumps of snow caked onto her patched dress.]

So what are you supposed to be?

[thornmage]

[Good job, Elias.

The mage doesn't budge, watching her roll up onto her feet impassively, though his head cocked to the side at the frankly unexpected reaction to his less than polite remark.]

No?

[God bless, Elias]

A mage. What are you?

[im_eating]

A witch.

[Now she's squinting at him, snow crunching as she waddles about to fully face him.]

Never met another mage before. Where'd you come from? Are you any good at being evil?

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[hopeschild]

[Takeru had been going on some errands, making sure that they had everything they needed for Hikari while she is in his mind still recovering. He didn't want to be gone long, so as he had been making his way home, he soon found himself knocked down by snow of all things.

Laying on the ground, he paused, moving to sit up before looking over to the source of the laughing he was sure he heard after it happened. Takeru was clearly unimpressed.]

Well aren't you just a joker.

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[im_eating]

[That makes Takeru the second grumpy person Reeka's run into. This snow stuff might taste terrible, but she can't deny the amazing power it has to ruin someone's day! Being evil here is way easier than in Ponyland!]

HA!

[She looks completely and childishly victorious.]

I can't believe you got knocked over so easily! Is everyone in this world as weak as you?

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[hopeschild]

[He rubbed the back of his head slightly, letting out a light laugh. Sure he had been knocked down but it didn't take him long for him to get up anyway.]

Everyone else here has super powers though, Not me, I don't have my angel looking over me right now.

[Which was in part true really, Patamon was in a sense his little guardian angel. Literally when he evolved.]