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[markofthebrave]

[Sneeze and you break it filter to CR at around 4 am this morning.]

I'm back. I'm fine. I hope everyone's okay. Good night.

[So then Katara wakes up much, much later and will be just puttering around the house for a while for those who are inclined to catch her in serious conversation. She sends notes to Trafalgar and to Gelda to let them know that although she's back she feels like she needs to take a few days off... she's still very tired, and as of yet not feeling like being around people.

All that changes, however, on Wednesday. She needs to get out of the house, she needs to do something life-affirming and fun... and isn't it fortunate that she's been working on building several insane monstrous intense snow tracks for people to go sledding on? She decides to go check on them and to bring her journal with them.

Finding that their structural integrity hasn't been too damaged without constant maintenance and that the cold weather still holds... she decides that today is the day to show them off.]

Hey, everyone - I've been working on something the past few weeks and if you like sledding then... [She trails off and flips the journal over so that the journal feed will reveal three sledding tracks. She's made good use of all the snow in the past month or so, the clearing is very nearly bare of it - instead, there is the very large one, made completely of tunnels and requiring snow-cut stairs to ascend and once dared will necessitate a few on-the-walls themselves turns, there is the slightly less large one that seems to be composed mostly of sheer drops, and there is the normal-sized one that is essentially one long spiral down to ground level.] then grab your sleds. Don't worry, I've had a few people test them and they've held up just fine! It's south of the barracks, by the river.

[OOC: If anyone wants to come sledding, please do! Threadjacks of all sorts are welcome!

Also, if I could get those who attend the school, work in the clinics, or attend combat medicine lessons to give this a quick glance and offer input, that would be awesome! \o/!]

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[generalflirt]

...Ah. I wouldn't have finished. [...No that's an excuse]

Rather- [He reaches a hand out, looking like he's going to touch her - maybe the side of her face, her shoulder? But that would be wrong right now, his hand falls, and he swallows]

... Rather, thank you.

[markofthebrave]

[She watches his hand as it rises, shrinking back a little internally. No, no she won't let him touch her. Friends. And he might like her as more than that, and she might be giving her the rights to having his feelings, but his feelings don't change hers, and they don't change his rights with her. No flowers, no kissing, nothing more than what she'd allow with other friends. And maybe less than what she'd allow with some. He doesn't want her to avoid him? Fine. But that doesn't mean he gets to turn every encounter into some excuse to try and change her mind, or her heart.

But then he doesn't try to touch her, and her gaze swings back up to him with some relief.

...Thank you?]

...for what?

[generalflirt]

[He closes his eyes here, and a somewhat coy smile curls up onto his lips]

More things than you'd want to hear me thank you for.

[markofthebrave]

[...oh boy.

You know what? Fine. She can play this off. A light smirk.]

Then I'm not saying 'you're welcome.'

[generalflirt]

Wouldn't dream to expect that! That's something right out of my fantasies!

[With a laugh, he hopes back a bit, waving his hand as he opens one eye]

1/2

[markofthebrave]

[A light sigh.]

You are so weird.

[markofthebrave]

[And a smile tugs up the corner of her lips.]

Did you come here to do sledding or not?

[generalflirt]

[Lean back in, snap fingers]

You know it! Pass up a chance like this, not on your life!

[markofthebrave]

Then let's go! [Grin.] You want to start with the big one?

[In a taunting 'think you can handle it' tone.]

[generalflirt]

You know it - I'm all about bigger things.

[Eyebrows!!!!!]

[markofthebrave]

[The majority of that innuendo goes right over her head, but those eyebrows give her a bit of a clue.]

...you're saying something weird, aren't you.

[generalflirt]

Maybe. If you can't identify it, you can't sue.

[markofthebrave]

You're surrounded by snow and you're worried about whether I'll sue?

[Teasing sidelong glance and she shakes her head.]

But I can beat you to the track.

[She starts running.]

[generalflirt]

[...Huh, he wasn't worried about that. He actually blinks twice before going to sprint after her. Weird]