The Park, Friday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan stared down at the little winged snow people scattered across the ground with a raised eyebrow.

He waved a hand at them, kind of awkwardly.

"Look, I have a sword lesson to teach. You're going to be underfoot if you stay there, and I don't think it's going to go over well if somebody steps on you."

They stared back up at him, and tilted their little heads.

"Look, you can stick around if you go over there or something."

They didn't budge. One flopped backwards into the snow and waved their little arms and legs and wings around, leaving a tiny imprint of themself on the ground underneath them.

"Right."

This was going to make for a difficult sword lesson. Not that the snow was going to be a big help either.

[OOC: Snoooow aaaangels. Er. Open.]

Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

The island's lack of crime was even more lacking than usual, this week, as many residents were choosing to stay inside. Sure, the actual storm was over, but Liam couldn't really blame them. He'd almost entertained the idea himself.

In the end, he'd decided to come in anyway, of course.

"No, I have no idea how they're not melting," Liam informed Ralph, as they looked over at the group of snow angels huddled around the water cooler. "I also have no idea how, of all the things that happen in this town, that's the one to make you go 'wait, what?'"

Caritas, Thursday Evening

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara was actually there for her shift today. Mostly because she wanted to see what would happen if she lured gremlins in to start a snowball fight with Tino (for the record, the results were hilarious), but hey, she was there!

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