Snake Plissken (
call_me_snake) wrote2007-01-07 09:41 pm
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The Snowball King of South Dakota.
Snake had been on the sly for this and stashed stacks of pre-made snowballs around the yard long before anyone else in the house was awake. Sure others could find them and that only made it all the more fun. Snake came back inside and got a drink while he waited for the rest of his family and any visitors that may have accepted his invitation.
He hadn’t been in a snowball fight since the first morning his squadron spent at the Helsinki base. That was almost twelve years and it seemed like even longer to Plissken. This one was much the same. It started with a challenge of his claims of Snowball King. Snake frowned at the drink. He hadn’t even thrown a snowball since he lost his eye.
Pushing the thoughts away he set the things for cocoa, tea and coffee out on the dining room table. He wasn’t sure how many people would come. It might just be him, his family and the nameless challenger he planned on blasting as soon as she set foot on the property. It didn’t matter to Snake. He was out to have fun with the kids, especially his little girl.
Finishing up in the kitchen he went to the living room to start the fire. The huge living room fireplace was one of the things that made him fall in love with this house. Once it was going he sat back on the couch waiting for his family to come down. He could hear all the feet upstairs and giggles. It was a sound that relaxed his usual tensed demeanor. He glanced out toward the drive. No cars yet. Content, Snake laid back on the couch to soak up the warmth from the fire and the alcohol.
OOC: This can be meta, bendy time or any other form of time frame. If it is taking place before or after something your muse and Snake is/will be involved in please make me aware so the muse reacts accordingly. Have fun! I promise Snake will not start shooting so go get him, now’s your chance. For Snake this is taking place just after the New Year so it is a bit back dated. You can assume all conversations that have been started took place before this event just to make it easier. Oh and despite the title this is taking place at Snake's ranch house outside of New York City.
He hadn’t been in a snowball fight since the first morning his squadron spent at the Helsinki base. That was almost twelve years and it seemed like even longer to Plissken. This one was much the same. It started with a challenge of his claims of Snowball King. Snake frowned at the drink. He hadn’t even thrown a snowball since he lost his eye.
Pushing the thoughts away he set the things for cocoa, tea and coffee out on the dining room table. He wasn’t sure how many people would come. It might just be him, his family and the nameless challenger he planned on blasting as soon as she set foot on the property. It didn’t matter to Snake. He was out to have fun with the kids, especially his little girl.
Finishing up in the kitchen he went to the living room to start the fire. The huge living room fireplace was one of the things that made him fall in love with this house. Once it was going he sat back on the couch waiting for his family to come down. He could hear all the feet upstairs and giggles. It was a sound that relaxed his usual tensed demeanor. He glanced out toward the drive. No cars yet. Content, Snake laid back on the couch to soak up the warmth from the fire and the alcohol.
OOC: This can be meta, bendy time or any other form of time frame. If it is taking place before or after something your muse and Snake is/will be involved in please make me aware so the muse reacts accordingly. Have fun! I promise Snake will not start shooting so go get him, now’s your chance. For Snake this is taking place just after the New Year so it is a bit back dated. You can assume all conversations that have been started took place before this event just to make it easier. Oh and despite the title this is taking place at Snake's ranch house outside of New York City.
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She put next handful of a snow to him for a bosom, then began to unbutton his belt to put a snow into his trousers...
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Why not?
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Snake leaned down closer and whispered. Two. Won't be any fun for you now when you got snow up in that warm place between your thighs.
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Never surrender, never concede.
Her hand held the next handful of a snow, but she did not begin to throw it in him.
Perhaps, should I cool your man's ego down, hmm?
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Snake chuckled still trying to pin down her hands.
It's not my ego that's hot.
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Then we deal with a case of a sharp fever and it is necessary for you to be cooled!
With these words she has put the next portion of a snow under his shirt.
Well, how are you now, my dear?
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I wasn't what was hot. He ran his finger down her chest. There's something much hotter here.
With that he used his free hand to shove snow up under her skirt and on to her stomach. Then he worked on shaking it out of his shirt.
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She pushed him away, trying to shake out a snow from the clothes and linen before it will thaw
Well, thanks!!!
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You're welcome baby. how 'bout I help you warm up?
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I am fine, but I have feeling someone needs to cool down!
She pulled out for a new snowball
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You don't really want me to cool down, do you?
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You are too hot for snake, in my opinion.
throws in him one more snowball, chuckling.
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Maybe, I'm a dragon then. About to drag the beautiful princess off to my lair and eat her.
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I am afraid, the dragon was mistaken a little bit and confused the warrior with princess. He can pay the high price for this mistake, you know...
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Far as I know the warrior princess likes to be eaten all the time.
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Really? Not all the time, darling. Now, for example, she wanted to play in snowballs only.
grabs one more snowball and put it on his head
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Snake starts trying to push her farther into the snow pile.
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All right, let there will be two snowmen! More precisely, one snowman and one snow-woman!
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And the snowman loves his snow woman more then anything in the world.
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Xena chuckled, trying to shake out a snow from his hair
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