Fallen Snow

[Professor Freeman]

Geoff stomped across the school lawns with a scarf wound about his face, careful not to knock down any snowmen and occasionally dodging chunks of flying ice and snow tearing through the air. He knew that he was supposed to be enforcing some sort of discipline, but... it was snowing! He was powerless in the face of a gorgeous heavy snowfall, and had been honing his snowball fight tactics for the better part of his life. Geoff's gloved fingers curled around a snowball stashed in his pocket when he sensed someone approach and quickly whipped his head around out of sheer paranoia.

(ooc 1: Snowish thread? Anyone feel free to stop by! There was the tiniest dusting of snow this morning when I woke up, which was all very exciting for me :P)

(ooc 2: I almost titled this post "Le Tits Now" a la Chris Hardwick's twitter tag. WHAT IS MY LIFE)

[Professor Bennett]

Walking behind Geoff, Beth smiled as he snapped his head around and held her hands up as if in surrender, "Calm down Freeman, Im not going to attack" she lowered her hands before tugging her scarf tighter around her neck.

"Have you actually told any of these kids off or are you too busy trying to figure out the best place to get optimum hits?" she asked with a haughty tone before smiling cheekily, pointing discreetly to a sheltered corner where a small blonde boy was hiding, nodding her head before turning back to her fellow Professor.

"Go on then..." she nudged him lightly with her shoulder before doing her flirty look that Ally had picked up, "Impress me with your snowball skills" she nodded her head, before scooping up a handful of snow, balling it together and holding it out towards Geoff.

(OOC: she was a bit rubbish but Im trying!)

[Professor Carlyle]

David should not be let out when it had snowed... it was a fact. Even though he was trying very very hard to be a decent teacher for once, rather than simply bounding hyperactively around his classroom reciting Shakespeare and setting no homework whatsoever, he found it very hard not to be reduced to an excited 11 year old boy when he saw that glorious white snow falling thickly on the ground of Hogwarts. And he'd be lying if he said that he hadn't jumped out of bed that morning, saw said weather conditions, and clapped excitedly before grabbing layers of clothing and rushing out into the frenzy of ice and snow being thrown about the lawns by just as excited youngsters. Halting for a moment behind the cover of a large tree, he waited while a group of 7th years (that he knew would waste no time in rugby tackling him to the ground and promptly shoving his head into a nearby snow drift) passed, and darted out into the thick of the snowball fight once more, dodging and sidestepping with the best of them.

Suddenly, he spied Geoff talking to Beth and standing in a prime spot to become a target for the snow he'd balled up in his hand. David quite simply couldn't help himself and, before he stopped to think 'you know I should probably set the example and be mature about this all', pulled his arm back, aimed and managed to hit Geoff in the back with the snowball with a satisfying 'thump'. "Sorry!" David called out in apology, grinning practically ear-to-ear like a chesire cat, as he jogged up to his fellow Professors, "I just... I had to... you can't expect to sit there like a... well like a sitting duck and not get a snowball to the head. I may also just be an overgrown child masquerading as an adult all these many months, who knows," he joked with a laugh.

[Professor Freeman]

Geoff exhaled deeply and smiled at Beth over the top of his scarf. "Constant vigilance, Beth," he said with a faux-serious nod. Shrugging sheepishly, he pulled the snowball from his pocket, revealing that he had come fully prepared and in fact had no intention of telling anyone off.

Feeling something hit his back with a thump, Geoff couldn't help but crack up, turning around to chuck a snowball back at David. Contorting one arm around to brush snow from the back of his coat, he stuck the other arm out to shake David's hand in a sportsmanlike manner as he approached. "Hmm... you're forgiven. Care to form an alliance? Also, we are over six feet tall and have beards. Therefore, we are men," he spoke seriously before suddenly ducking as a ball of snow whizzed through the air where his head had just been. Bending down, Geoff scooped up a chunk of snow and formed it into a careful sphere while looking between Beth and David. "No need to get all hung up on 'society's rules', yeah? Now, I suggest we all arm ourselves. And stick together."

[Professor Carlyle]

Merely laughing as Geoff's retaliatory snowball hit him in the chest, David shook his head and nevertheless jokingly shook his hand. "Good aim there," he said lightly before his brow furrowed as though in deep thought about the other man's proposition. "Hmmm I'm not sure..." he murmured faux sincerely but, upon hearing the evidence to prove they were both men, his expression changed entirely and he grinned, clapping Geoff amicably on the shoulder. "I like your thinking there my friend!" he exclaimed. "You know, I say we use the beard defence whenever anyone dares to call us childish. To be fair though I doubt I'll ever outgrow snowball fights," he commented conversationally with a casual shrug of his shoulders.

"I don't think the kids care about 'society's rules' where they ought to respect their elders anyway so..." David paused purposely, picking up a lump of snow and quickly packing it together into a ball, adding in a dramatic voice, "This is the perfect opportunity to teach them all who the real bosses are here, wouldn't you say?" with a slightly too hyper grin at the thought of repeatedly pounding teenagers with lumps of snow.

[Professor Bennett]

Hearing the unmistakeable 'thwack' of a snowball hitting a body, Beth couldnt help but shrink in to her cloak slightly before straightening up and turning towards the thrower, face set into 'evil-stern-professor' mode before seeing her fellow professor was the culprit.

"Might've guessed it would be you, Carlyle...maturity still not found you then?" she teased with a smile, before rolling her eyes with a small sigh at the typical laddish behaviour of her peers before looking at them with a smile, "It's nice this...it's like being with my sons...except they're better looking" she teased them before spying a particularly annoying student within throwing distance and lobbed her pre-formed snowball a little too hard at his head.

"If Angelo asks, I wasnt here...capiche?" she cast a sideways glance at each man in turn before scooping up more snow, sure her husband would think her antics extremely unladylike.

[Professor Freeman]

"You may never outgrow snowball fights, but your beard will only get better with time. When I'm old I plan to grow the Full Dumbledore," Geoff told David thoughtfully, motioning with his hand to indicate a long wizard's beard. He nodded at the other Professor's dramatic proclamation and shot him a high-five, clearly taking a deadly serious approach to the whole snowball fight business.

Holding one hand to his heart, Geoff faked a frown. "That hurts, Beth. That wounds me, deeply. The least you could say is that they're only better looking than David," he joked, grinning as he ducked behind a snowdrift. He jumped up when Beth hurled her snowball, breaking into a clap. "Nice. Elizabeth Bennett, stepping up! I like it!"

"Now, if my imaginary girlfriend asks... I'm fighting ten-foot-tall seahorses. With an ice sword," Geoff spoke dramatically. He nodded once to each of his fellow teachers before chucking two snowballs in rapid succession at the group of teens.

[Professor Carlyle]

"Oo no, the famed Evil Elizabeth look! Don't mind me, if you need be I'll just be cowering behind that snowdrift," David joked, wide-eyed as though truly terrified of Elizabeth's 'teacherly look', before he smiled at her. "Maturity... maturity... you know I'm sure I've heard that word somewhere, do tell... what on earth does it mean?" he asked with a chuckle and a shake of his head then before resuming his eager chat of snowball fights and beards with Geoff.

"I never shall... and you know I'm not sure I'm-" he broke off momentarily to duck a snowball that whizzed past just where his head had been, then continued undeterred, "-quite up to having a beard. See, I can see you with The Dumbledore but me? Not so much, not sure I have the face to pull it off... which makes me very sad, you know?" he said seriously to his fellow Professor but nevertheless high-fived him enthusiastically as they agreed that pelting their students with snow was entirely acceptable and necessary.

Spotting a particularly annoying sixth year student of his who had only took Muggle Studies so he could go to sleep in lessons, David aimed quickly and let loose the snowball, grinning with a little too much zeal as it hit his intended target right on the back of the head and the student let out a satisfying 'hey!!' of surprise. David knelt for a moment to knead together more snow, glancing up at Elizabeth as she claimed it were like being with her sons, "Hey! Thanks for that both of you, I'll just go crawl into a corner and cry now, shall I?" he joked, intending to pout sadly like a little lost dog but unfortunately the usual smile of his was still evident, despite his best efforts to seem saddened by her comment.

As he straightened once more, "Eeesh another imaginary girlfriend, Geoff? What's this one called?" he asked in mock sincerity with a good natured grin, "Clearly you've painted yourself as quite the fantasy epic hero. Nice work there my friend," he nodded. "If Angelo asks, I don't even know who Beth is... that's how little Beth has to do with snowball fights... aye?" David said, looking to the woman with a grin, "And if we're sorting this out then... if Chloe asks... I... actually tell her I well and truly defeated all the students I've spent the last few months moaning to her about, like so-" he trailed off, chucking another lovingly crafted snowball at a group of seventh years while simulataneously ducking the onslaught of snowballs as students seemed to realise their teachers were fair game.