the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
Oblivious to any politics or in fighting, but with the potential for some latent patriotism, Amhran approaches the strange looking snowball fight (which is how he sees it) with the intention of spectating, only to realise they are looking for people to fill teams. He recognises Melita from prior meetings, but this is his first time seeing the other two men, but with the understanding that this is now a region vs region matter, he drifts towards the blue side of the field.
”I am from Halo,” he says with a raise of his hand, plucking a blue bandanna and tying it to his wrist. ”Though, uh, may I ask what is the difference between snow dodgeball and a regular snowball fight?” Since, you know, both presumably involve not being hit by anything round and snowy.
”I am from Halo,” he says with a raise of his hand, plucking a blue bandanna and tying it to his wrist. ”Though, uh, may I ask what is the difference between snow dodgeball and a regular snowball fight?” Since, you know, both presumably involve not being hit by anything round and snowy.
