[Okay, Mai can't be that angry to be here. She had agreed to it fair and square in no small part to the idea of going anywhere nowadays was fantastic. The flower shop wasn't bad but being stuck there day in and day out selling bouquets and giving out recommendations was starting to wear real hard on her sanity.

To be blunt this kind of atmosphere would have been something she'd rag on but sort of secretly enjoy a handful of years ago. Now she can look it over with a faint smile and a little nostalgia. The lanterns remind her of the Capital last New Year. Tom-Tom had been all about trying his hand at making one of the lanterns and now the last thing Mai wants is to try to make one.

Ice skating though ... in the end Mai's skating along the canals and pretty much like the penguins helping people up if they fall and all that. She seems heavily amused when she does help someone else but not exactly mocking, though she does ask:]

First time? Mine too.

[So maybe she's bragging just a little, so sue her.]

[She might not be much of a fan of the snow and cold but there's one thing Mai does like. And it's something she guarantees she does better than nearly everyone else out there.

Case in point: out in a particular patch of snow covered land near the lodge there's a massive snowball fight going on. Amidst everyone there though Mai is absolutely dominating the field. Yeah sure she can't carry holsters full of snowballs but she's got this handy little scoop that makes them for her. Where did she get it? Probably over in the canal shops.

Now she's just standing out in the field being taunting, a hand on one hip and a ready-made snowball lazily tossed up and down in her hand.]

One of you is bound to be able to hit me.

[Now this is more like it. Beating a whole lot of people down with snowballs was fun and all but Mai isn't from the Water Tribe and ultimately the snow just isn't her thing. She's wandered off indoors and after divesting herself of wet cloaks and all that she's now looking extremely comfortable by the fireside indoors.

Someone is passing around marshmallows and tines rather than sticks to roast them on. When she notes the bowls of graham crackers and chocolate she can't help but raise an eyebrow. She's experienced a whole range of snacks but somehow hasn't run into this.]

So how's this work. I get the part with these ... things [here she squishes a marshmallow between her thumb and forefinger] but what do you do with the rest?

A kindness resolution?

[Uh. Okay, she'll bite.]

I guess to try and be kinder? It can't hurt anyhow.

[Got a prompt you want to throw at me that isn't here? Maybe some sleigh riding or catching one of those cows? Drop me a prompt here and feel free to hit me up on Plurk (goodluckstarfighter), Discord (goodluckstarfighter) or PMs for any plotting.]