Twelfth Blade (Backdated to midday on monday)

[betrayalcutsdeep]

*It's Sorcermon on your screen today, Terminal, and he's standing in the middle of Roaming Park, staff held out behind him. And is that...snow? But it has to be about a million degrees. Yet there's a layer of white on the ground and more of it falling.*

I am sure I'm not the only one who finds this heat oppressive. As neither my partner nor myself are particularly fond of such extreme temperatures, we have decided to take it upon ourselves to create an area of reprieve for those who prefer cooler climates.

Jin and I are in the Roaming Park, although I am not quite sure how long I will be able to maintain this snow storm. I suggest anyone who wishes to find a break from the heat come quickly. And bring a coat.

*True to the digimon's word, there is a small but cold snowstorm in the park, with Sorcermon and Jin at the edge of it. Both seem to be in relatively good spirits, although Jin might throw a snowball or two at anyone who gives him a good shot.*

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[whatisthislife]

[The sudden cold doesn't seem to be bothering BlackWargreymon in the least - nor did the heat. In fact, he doesn't quite appear to be feeling it at all. He simply walks right into the snowstorm without a care.

He notices Sorcermon and Jin in the midst of it, and approaches them. Of corse, by the time he's gotten there a small layer of snow has collected on his helm and shoulders.]

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[betrayalcutsdeep]

*Jin smiles when he sees BlackWargreymon, a snowball held in one gloved hand. It's interesting how the larger digimon doesn't seem bothered by the temperature when his own partner constantly complains when it's hot, but he can ask about that later. For now, he's sending that snowball sailing toward BlackWargreymon's nose with practiced aim.*

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[whatisthislife]

[Caught unawares, BWG gets smacked right over his horn. He looks at Jin, then tilts his head.]

What was the purpose of that assault?