"What's that supposed to mean?" What could it possibly say about him? Besides that he grew up surrounded by other boys? That's just normal experience talking.
He has a moment to shoot Anders a sulky look for his complete lack of sympathy when he's the one with snow down his back... And then he's squawking indignantly at getting another face-full of snow. Now who's using dirty, underhanded tactics? He'd called a truce!
Scrubbing at his face Alistair shoves himself to his feet with a shout. "You call me a cheat!" Just because he'd said there were no rules, Anders wasn't supposed to listen. So yes, there are so many hard feelings right now.
Bending down he scoops up a handful of snow and flings it wildly in the direction of Anders' voice. It won't hit unless the man decides to run into it himself but it might give him a moment to clear his eyes and give chase.
"No magic!" he calls as he crouches to roll a proper snowball this time. "Or I get to smite you!" That's only fair, right?
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He has a moment to shoot Anders a sulky look for his complete lack of sympathy when he's the one with snow down his back... And then he's squawking indignantly at getting another face-full of snow. Now who's using dirty, underhanded tactics? He'd called a truce!
Scrubbing at his face Alistair shoves himself to his feet with a shout. "You call me a cheat!" Just because he'd said there were no rules, Anders wasn't supposed to listen. So yes, there are so many hard feelings right now.
Bending down he scoops up a handful of snow and flings it wildly in the direction of Anders' voice. It won't hit unless the man decides to run into it himself but it might give him a moment to clear his eyes and give chase.
"No magic!" he calls as he crouches to roll a proper snowball this time. "Or I get to smite you!" That's only fair, right?