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Enzo's been skiing a few times, including on Game Simulation field trips. It's one of those concepts that have made it down to sprite level by being copied from Games, so he's accustomed to doing it on synthetic terrain. He just hadn't expected that, in the off-season, so would Users.

"How do they make it?" he asks in fascination, digging his ski pole into the artificial snow.
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Date: 2010-08-10 04:29 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
Dani, standing beside him on her own skis, just grins and shrugs. "Dunno!"

Not that she really cares. They're finally on vacation!

Date: 2010-08-10 05:31 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (what the?)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
"Ummm..."

Dani looked over at the intermediate slope, then back at the bunny slope.

"One more run on the bunny slope."

Date: 2010-08-10 05:44 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (cunning plan)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
"Bring it on."

Date: 2010-08-16 02:12 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
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It's not a big advantage, but it's enough for Dani to come in a close second to her boyfriend.

Date: 2010-08-16 02:17 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
"Yeah! Maybe I am ready for the intermediate slope now!" Dani agrees.

Date: 2010-08-16 02:37 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
"Winners first," she says with an exaggerated bow.

Date: 2010-08-16 10:19 am (UTC)
notjustcookies: (happy)
From: [personal profile] notjustcookies
"Well, of course not, kids! I have to hand it to you, Danielle, this is fun! And I think we all needed the break, even your father."

Date: 2010-08-17 01:18 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (what the?)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
Speaking of...

"Where is Dad?" Dani asks, looking around for any sign of Jack.

Date: 2010-08-17 01:32 am (UTC)
passthefudge: (Smooth Jack)
From: [personal profile] passthefudge
Suddenly, and at speed, the man in question sails in from the direction of the black diamond slope and slides to a smooth halt.

"Come on, Jazzypants!" he calls over his shoulder. "Don't be such a slowpoke!"

Date: 2010-08-17 01:36 am (UTC)
ilovebearbert: (Smug)
From: [personal profile] ilovebearbert
Jazz skis in shortly after Jack, coming to a halt in a stop that sprays snow on any members of her family unfortunate enough to be standing that close.

"Who are you calling a slowpoke?" she retorts.

Date: 2010-08-17 01:39 am (UTC)
amity_npc: (Danny Phantom)
From: [personal profile] amity_npc
"There," says Danny, scowling. It's hard to decide which is more annoying: being shown up by Jazz, as usual, or the unaccustomed treat of being shown up by Jack.

Date: 2010-08-17 02:27 am (UTC)
ami_imperfect: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ami_imperfect
Catching his scowl, Dani rolls her eyes. "Hey, at least you didn't get beaten on the bunny slope," she murmurs to him.

Date: 2010-08-17 02:29 am (UTC)
notjustcookies: (pic#)
From: [personal profile] notjustcookies
"We're all going on the intermediate slope," Maddie says, gesturing at the younger contingent. "Want to join us?"

Date: 2010-08-17 02:29 am (UTC)
amity_npc: (Danny Phantom)
From: [personal profile] amity_npc
"If you're willing to stoop to that," Danny mutters.

Date: 2010-08-17 04:09 am (UTC)
passthefudge: (pic#)
From: [personal profile] passthefudge
"Wouldn't miss it!" Jack declares, and the whole crowd proceeds onto the lift.

Date: 2010-08-17 04:13 am (UTC)
ghostzone_npc: (ghosts)
From: [personal profile] ghostzone_npc

(Unnoticed in the chill coming off the artificial snow, something wings its invisible way up the hill to where the slopes are signposted.)

Date: 2010-08-17 04:19 am (UTC)
amity_npc: (Danny Phantom)
From: [personal profile] amity_npc
"Yeah, you know, two sides of the mountain."

Date: 2010-08-17 04:20 am (UTC)
notjustcookies: (Dubious)
From: [personal profile] notjustcookies
Maddie's brow furrows as she looks at the signs. I could have sworn...

Then she shrugs and poles herself past the one with the blue square.
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