Tal scoffed. "It's snow, idiot. As long as you aren't throwin' iceballs y'aren't going to hurt anyone." Sah's supercilious attitude grated on the courier like lemon juice in a raw wound. He knew he wasn't terribly strong, but the last person he wanted to hear it from was this guy. Luckily his last throw hit, even if it wasn't Sah's face, but the other man's mocking snicker took any joy out of the hit, and Tal's hands balled briefly into fists.
Any thought of trying to get close and tackle the Jester was dissuaded by the next snowball that whizzed at him. The courier ducked, feeling a little powdered snow from the ball dusting his hair, but managed to evade the worst of it. It also put him in perfect range to scoop up another snowball and this time he did start running towards Sah, closing the distance as he loosed the cold projectile with a wicked smirk. "Better'n you did, Jester!"
Any thought of trying to get close and tackle the Jester was dissuaded by the next snowball that whizzed at him. The courier ducked, feeling a little powdered snow from the ball dusting his hair, but managed to evade the worst of it. It also put him in perfect range to scoop up another snowball and this time he did start running towards Sah, closing the distance as he loosed the cold projectile with a wicked smirk. "Better'n you did, Jester!"
