Hanging out in an empty, dirty room

The young girl smiled. "Really?!" she said. Hooray!! He'd actually agreed!! Now, hopefully she could just get him to have fun. "Ok. A snowball fight is just basically packing snow up into balls and throwing them at the other person, or other people. It may not sound that fun, but it is... well, to most people anyway," she said, her smile widening somewhat. She waited, just incase now that he knew what it was he wouldn't want to do it.

October smiled. "Ok!" she said. "Come on!" She walked over to the door and opened it slowly and carefully, so as not to stir the dust. She kept the door open and waited for him out in the hallway. After all, one couldn't have a snowball fight inside.

October exited the building, leaving the door open for Tsim. She quickly ran outside, glad that the snow wasn't entirely melted yet. Good.... the snowballs wouldn't be all mushy and gross. That wouldn't do for a first snowball fight. So, she waited for him, picking up some snow as she did so and packing it into a ball.

October looked up to make sure he saw what she was doing. Once she was done making the snowball, she held it out somewhat for him to look at. "Ok. This is a snowball. During the game you pretty much make these and throw them at the other person until, A-- someone gives up or gets tired, or B-- both people get tired. Or injuries or whatever else." She shrugged her shoulders. She didn't know if she was doing a very good job at explaining, but she hoped that she was.

She put her snowball down and picked up more snow, forming another one into a ball, hoping he'd understand how to do it. It wasn't that hard, but, still. Once she had finished, she smiled somewhat. "Ready?" she asked him.

October nodded in return. Well, he had said he was ready, so it was time to start the fight. The girl quickly threw her snowball at him, not really aiming for a particular spot but she was sure it would land somewhere in his area. She was unaware of the fact that he had a hand on his sword, though.