endless numbered days

REMI "Ahh yes. Or something. How very scientific of you Ronin." Remi said, his grin turning into a blush as the guildmaster continued. "You know I think the cold is sort of the point for a snowman." The alchemist quipped pointedly. "If you want to play with balls Ronin you can just say so." He chuckled, bending down to gather some snow in his mittened-hands as well. "Mmm, will do. Although I am starting to think you are bad luck. Or rather, it is good luck for a monster hunter to run into deadly creatures all the time, but less so for someone like me." Placing the ball into the snow, Remi began to roll it as Ronin was doing, but as soon as it got large enough, Remi decided he wanted to try something. Using half-magic and half strength, Remi picked up the ball and hurled it towards the guild master. He wanted to see if sphere would reassemble after having hopefully struck Ronin right in the back.