Let it Snow: Purple Start

[voidtreckermods]

"We are now approaching world#58291. Purple team to doors." As the last flurry of activity occurs the voice speaks again. "Warning: Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." the usual jerk, shudder lurch as the colours from the window turn from the void to a white haze of snow.

The doors open for purple team to alight. It is a scramble down from the train, there is no platform here and the ground below them is a sheet of ice.

They seem to be in a town, ice below them, snow drifts piled high. They can see the mountains in the distance and high above the down there is what seems to be a giant ice block floating in the sky.

But for their more immediate attention there are snow creatures. Snowmen, oddly formed snow animals. Eight foot tall creatures made of ice. Some seem intent on throwing snowballs at cars and the buildings of the town but it is not long before the team are spotted and the creatures make their way to them.

This is their battleground. They may find things they can use as weapons in the town itself and their job is to ensure there is still a town when all of this is over. It’s going to be a hard and very cold few days.

Comments

Fighting

[luckybucky]

Bucky’d had his hands full, facing off with a trio of snow creatures and unable to watch his own back. Battlefields were chaos and he didn’t have a choice about trusting his team. He was more than a little relieved to find them to be sufficiently competent.

“Yeah, thanks,” he replies, as he shakes what looks like a snow badger off his metal arm and kicks it into dust. It frees him up enough he can dispatch the other two with ease. “That’s a neat parlor trick,” he flashes says, slightly breathless as he leans over to retrieve the hockey stick he’d dropped, giving it a couple of swings to make sure it’s not broken.

Re: Fighting

[notapprovedtrash]

"No problem." Cal says, ignoring the comment about the parlor trick. Not because it bothered him any, but because there are a couple more of those snow badgers coming. They look pissed off, dismayed that their friend is gone.

There's a broken metal pole nearby, nothing too big. Roughly the size of the hockey stick Bucky has. Cal is missing his lightsaber and he thinks that metal pole will make for an interesting substitute.

Reaching out with the Force, he pulls it over to himself and gives it a test spin before using it against a couple of the snow creatures with decent success.

Beedee hops off his shoulder, running to one of the smaller ice badgers and jumping on it's shoulders. It's not enough to dust it, like Bucky did, but it does look like the badger isn't having it. A few attempts to shake Beedee off are met with Beedee just holding on tighter, finally steering the thing into the wheel of an abandoned car and shattering enough of it that Beedee can make short work of destroying the rest, stomping on it and headbutting it until it's gone.

"So, this is what life is gonna be like for us on the train?" Cal isn't too phased by this.

[luckybucky]

"Guess so," Bucky agrees, finally turning to look at Cal and his little droid friend, offering a hint of a smile at them. "Would've preferred less fighting, but I guess it's better than being in prison," he turns slowly, scanning the area to make sure nothing is sneaking up on them.

The coast is clear, for now, so he skates over to the nearest building and leans against it. "Seems like you're used to fighting. Are you a soldier, too?"