// All I want is champagne and sunshine //
"Yeah, I noticed that too," Iskra mutters with a pulled face, even as something devilishly warm flares in his chest at the thought of her outwitting them all. "The other one is nearly impossible to hit too. I think he's part blink hare." There's a sigh of reservation as Iskra presses his back against the cool snowy barricade, attempting to think. "I'm of no help unless you have matches on you—even then it's questionable." He laughs faintly, but it's a nervous one, aware of the odds beginning to stack against them.
"I think our best bet is numbers. If we keep freeing our team, eventually we'll overwhelm them?" Iskra glances at Amhran, shoulders lifting in a shrug. He's open to other ideas—and he wants to find Mel, but she has the upper hand so its risky. "We could try and watch where Mel's snowball's are coming from, to pinpoint her. If we take her down, the team will be hurt." Iskra muses as he pops up to huck a snowball at "Skibidiah!" before ducking back down. He can't stay here much longer either, it wouldn't be long before the Red team pressed in on them, fed up with barricades.
Iskra tries to strategize and tries to free Skibidiah
"I think our best bet is numbers. If we keep freeing our team, eventually we'll overwhelm them?" Iskra glances at Amhran, shoulders lifting in a shrug. He's open to other ideas—and he wants to find Mel, but she has the upper hand so its risky. "We could try and watch where Mel's snowball's are coming from, to pinpoint her. If we take her down, the team will be hurt." Iskra muses as he pops up to huck a snowball at "Skibidiah!" before ducking back down. He can't stay here much longer either, it wouldn't be long before the Red team pressed in on them, fed up with barricades.
Iskra tries to strategize and tries to free Skibidiah
ISKRA
// Sipping on the stars while we laying under sunlight //
