Four - Right Through The Eye] [Dictated]

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss sighs as she cracks open the journal, a Coca-cola bottle in her hand as she watches the adorable polar bear baby toddle off down the steps.]

Well, now I'd just be a horrible person if I hunted them.

[She glares at the bottle, before she sighs and takes a swig off of it. It's fairly delicious, and she doesn't feel horrible, so that's a relief. She sits down on the ice steps, a grumpy expression on her lips.]

So what the hell am I supposed to do now for entertainment? I can't very well shoot at icebergs.

Comments

[squirrelhunter]

Why would ya be horrible for huntin'?

[the_effect_she_has]

Because they are baby bears. Who kills baby bears who give you delicious drinks?

[squirrelhunter]

What kinda drinks?

[the_effect_she_has]

They're ... well. Fizzy, and brown, and sweet. Very sweet.

[squirrelhunter]

Coke?

[the_effect_she_has]

Is that what this is? It's delicious.

[squirrelhunter]

Polar bears givin' out Coca-Cola. Sounds like one of their damn adverts.

[And he sounds pretty amused.]

[the_effect_she_has]

...Is this normal somewhere?

[Why is she not surprised?]

[squirrelhunter]

Only on TV. Sounds like some shit they spread to sell more bottles.

[the_effect_she_has]

Huh ... well, it is rather tasty.

[squirrelhunter]

Ain't had any since... [The zombies, but he cuts himself off.] In a long time.

[the_effect_she_has]

You should come down, and get some. Little guys are all over the place.

[squirrelhunter]

Where are you?

[the_effect_she_has]

Right outside. Had me a snowball fight, too.

[squirrelhunter]

Gimme a sec, then.

[And he may bring snowballs of his own.]

[the_effect_she_has]

All right, I'll be here with bears.

[And snowballs.]

[squirrelhunter]

[Which is why when Daryl Dixon, wearing warm jeans, a shirt with the sleeves intact, and a leather jacket walks out of the doors to the castle, probably the most dressed up you've seen him he's looking around warily.

It's like he suspects something...]

[the_effect_she_has]

[And he's smart to do so, because Katniss is waiting for him, and a snowball is already flying at his head.]

[squirrelhunter]

[And he sees it and ducks, before pulling one out of his pocket. Thought his hands were in there because they were cold? Nope.

He throws for the source of that snowball, darting off to run for cover.

This was war.]

[the_effect_she_has]

[She's already working on tossing another at him, before she ducked down as one flew towards her in kind.]

[Oh yes. It was very much on.]

[squirrelhunter]

[Taking shelter behind a tree, where he feels the most comfortable, he's going to start building up his arsenal.]

Gonna have ta try better!

[the_effect_she_has]

Don't worry! I will!

[She started darting behind trees, making ammo as she goes, so she can go from tree, to ice pile, to tree, with snowballs everywhere.]

[squirrelhunter]

[The trees are Daryl's domain as well. He makes a few before breaking cover, sneaking, doing exactly what Katniss is, but trying to keep his boots from crunching too loudly in the snow.

When he catches glimpse of something moving, he lobs a snowball at it.]

[the_effect_she_has]

[She lets out a noise like a yell as the snowball crashes over her head, dashing her hair in snow, but she lets out a laugh before ducking down again.]

[She waits for movement, before she lobs one of her own.]

[squirrelhunter]

[And Daryl dives into the shelter of a snow drift, quickly making a few more balls... waiting and listening.]