For A Chance To Win

[13:55] <Yanmei> [The slopes of Mount Ouverture Ski Resort were teeming with adventure! And yet for those in the early morning beginning ski instruction class, the adventure was a heavily structured one. By the end, most of them were exhausted, shuffling off to return the gear they had rented from the resort and to spend the rest of the day indoors where it was warm and cozy. A certain Violet Pilot, however, lingered behind, despite her own aches and pains, beaming. "
[13:58] <Yanmei> "This is great!"]
[14:24] <Isaiah> "You having fun?" Asked Isaiah, grinning as well. It was quite the broad grin- one rarely seen from the reserved boy. "What was your favourite part?"
[14:27] <Yanmei> "The speed, of course!" She beamed. "Although even that was a little unnerving at first. You look like you're having fun too!"
[14:38] <Isaiah> "Well." Isaiah grinned a little sheepishly. "It seems hard. And when you first go, you -really- go. I was zipping down that mountain…" It shouldn't be surprising. Isaiah was a very light build after all. "And only a few crashes~"
[14:44] <Yanmei> "Heh heh. You're holding up pretty well," she remarked, and briefly let go of one of her poles to adjusted her scarf. It was an ugly one of about a dozen or so muted colors. She'd learned her lesson about the cold from their arrival, though, and Marianne had fussed at her about it, so she ended up wearing the thing like it or not. "I'll leave it to you, then. We could take a break now and race later… or race now and take a break afterward!"
[14:49] <Isaiah> "Or we couldn't race at all." Said Isaiah seriously, leaning towards Yanmei, face-to-face. "I don't need you hating me because you lost~"
[14:55] <Yanmei> -That- was unexpected. A boy fully out of his shell, now! Yanmei grinned back at him, trying not to make her pride too obvious. "I'll make you eat those words, Mr. Doctor-in-training~"
[15:02] <Isaiah> "Words're better than snow." Said Isaiah, smirking. "Which is what you'll be eating when I'm finished!"
[15:20] <Yanmei> "Cute," she smirked, trudge-pushing herself toward the lift that would take them back to the top of one of the bunny slopes. She did hesitate, though, eying a further one for a designated intermediate slope
[15:29] * Isaiah trudged along after her, using the same trenches she'd left in her wake for ease. Quietly looking up at her, he followed her gaze… And then looked back at her. "What're you thinking?"
[15:31] <Yanmei> "Well~ One part of me is thinking that we should try to test our new skills one something a little bigger. But another part of me is saying, sadly, that we should be good and do the kiddy slopes some more." She gave a tragic sigh.
[15:34] <Isaiah> "So you're scared."
[15:36] <Yanmei> "I am a person who is prone to following rules," she smoothly corrected. What twilight zone was this? Isaiah was calling her out on being scared?
[15:42] <Isaiah> "Really." Said Isaiah, trudging along. "Well, -I- am a person who is prone to breaking into military ins-" Isaiah's grand boast was ruined by a momentary slip into the snow. He quietly got to his feet once more, face glowing.
[15:51] * Yanmei giggled, started to offer a hand, and then withdrew it one he made it clear that he could get up on his own. That was a paradox, here. She wanted to let him show what he could do, but what if he got hurt on one of those bigger slopes? That was something she wouldn't want to add to her growing list of things that made her an increasingly terrible person. -
[15:52] <Yanmei> "We'll go to the top of one of those things," she decided at loud. At the very least, they could look down, and see the difference from their small slopes, and decide what to do from there. "Let's go!"
[15:55] * Isaiah followed on! "Alright, alright!" The slope looked easy from here. But… Would it still look like that later on?
[15:58] <Yanmei> The ski lift wasn't too far away, fortunately, and before long they were strapped in, and peering down as the world passed beneath them. Yanmei marvelled at the height, the way the cold wind swung them ever so slightly. It was part of the fun!
[15:59] <Isaiah> "It's so…" Isaiah stared down at the vista below. "Pure, huh?"
[16:00] <Yanmei> "Yeah. Nothing like Paris-2." There was something in the way she said that that made it clear she wasn't looking forward to going back.
[16:01] * Isaiah looked over at her, a curious look in his eye. "Paris-2 seems so far away here, doesn't it? Like it'd be easy to forget it existed."
[16:06] <Yanmei> "I don't know about that?" she said. "I couldn't anyway. It's hard to explain."
[16:07] <Isaiah> "Alright. But would you -want- to forget?"
[16:13] <Yanmei> "It'd be nice?" She leaned back. Not enough to rock the chair, though. "All that homework, and fighting waiting back there? I wish we could just stay here."
[16:16] <Isaiah> "Yeah…" Said Isaiah, looking out the window pensively. "Maybe we will."
[16:20] <Yanmei> "If only." She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. "Is there anything you'd b glad to see back there when you return?"
[16:21] <Isaiah> "You, back in a school uniform?" Offered Isaiah jokingly. "Actually, now that I sort of think about it, I do miss fencing a little…" He tapped his chin.
[16:26] <Yanmei> "Fencing." That made her spirit sink a little further. "It -is- fun, isn't it? And you've really improved at it!"
[16:26] <Isaiah> "Have I…?"
[16:30] <Yanmei> "Of course! You'll best Fontaine and Windsor-Yamato in no time. But, ah… don't get too far ahead of me, ok?" she winked at him.
[16:31] * Isaiah nudged her. "Fine. I guess you have to be able to beat me at something. You can't beat me at skiing~"
[16:35] <Yanmei> "Says you~ You haven't proved that yet, you know." She kicked out a little. "I might have to take a bit of time off, though? It's so annoying…"
[16:36] <Isaiah> "From fencing?" Asked Isaiah sadly.
[16:43] <Yanmei> "That's right." She didn't seem too happy about it herself. But then she brightened a little bit. "Then again, I haven't been having too much trouble on the slopes? Maybe I won't have to worry about overdoing it with fencing either!"
[16:46] <Isaiah> "Hee." Isaiah hugged her affectionately, a glowing look in his eyes. "I should probably -not- be saying this, but I would like to see you try anyway. I think you'll be fine."
[16:49] <Yanmei> "I think I can do that. I'd be so bored if I had to give it up!" They were reaching the top of the slope now. It like much of the rest of the resort didn't seem to be that crowded. Clutching her skis, she prepared to slide off and onto the powdery snow.
[16:50] * Isaiah was prepared as well, grabbing his equipment. He peered at that slope for a moment before following Yanyan off- when she moved.
[17:08] <Yanmei> "Right!" Yanmei lifted a hand to shield her eyes from the overhead glare of the sun. "Let's make this quick! Are you ready, Isaiah?"
[17:09] <Isaiah> "I am. You feeling ready to go, Yan?"
[17:10] <Yanmei> "But of course~" She readied herself, peering down the distance.
[17:11] <Isaiah> "Not scared?" Asked Isaiah, although he was eyeing the field himself…
[17:13] <Yanmei> "Who me?" She adjusted her scarf again. "I don't get scared, you know."
[17:14] <Isaiah> "Liar." Said Isaiah, crouching into the skating position.
[17:26] <Isaiah> "Three… Two… One…" Isaiah pushed off!-
[17:26] <Isaiah> He started off strong. A massive burst of speed that saw him rocket forth, cutting through the snow effortlessly! It was a bold, decisive opening… And a foolish one. The intermediate course was steeper and somewhat more slippery than the beginner one, and he found himself gaining too -much- speed to handle.-
[17:27] <Isaiah> In a single horrified moment he found himself airborne, before crashing to earth in a panicked flail of limbs, before rolling a few metres and then lying still.
[17:31] * Yanmei shrieked! She had only just started off herself when she saw him take the tumble, and spent the next second or two trying to simultaneously reach him and to avoid crashing herself. It really -was- slippery!
[17:33] <Isaiah> [This had probably been a mistake.-
[17:33] <Isaiah> [But nevertheless, Yanmei would, with effort, reach the poor stricken boy. He was stomach down, moving his arms weakly.-
[17:33] <Isaiah> "O-ow…" He whined faintly. "I-I w-went… -Fast-."
[17:37] <Yanmei> "I-Isaiah! Are you hurt? Can you move your legs?" She was no medic, though, damn it! Would she have to carry him back to their room? No, wait. There were probably rescue teams who picked people up in emergencies. All she had to do was call Dorian, hope that he hadn't had too much to drink at the resort's well-stocked bar, and have him send something like that out! -
[17:38] <Yanmei> Frantically, she started groping around in her pockets for her cell.
[17:41] <Isaiah> "I-I'm ok." Said Isaiah. With a wearying push, he pushed himself onto his back. "J-just winded. Ooooow." He whined, rubbing his chest. "J-just gimme a second…"
[17:45] <Yanmei> Abandoning her skis so that she could get a closer look, she hovered around him worriedly. "Guh. You scared the hell out of me! Let's… let's catch our breath and then head back, okay? You're not too dizzy or anything?"
[17:46] * Isaiah started to giggle a little. "D-Do I win?"
[17:47] * Yanmei made a face at him. "Crashing disqualifies you, you know!"
[17:48] <Isaiah> "!" Isaiah tried determinedly to push himself back up, but… Quickly fell back. "Ooh…" He closed his eyes. "M-Maybe you're right."
[17:51] <Yanmei> "Here…" She moved closer, and tried to help heft him up, positioning his own arm around her shoulders. "Easy, now."
[17:52] <Isaiah> "I-I really am ok. I-I'm just a little woozy. I'll be fine." Said Isaiah hastily. But it wasn't like he could resist, because… Well, yes. "S-so stupid."
[17:56] <Yanmei> "Come on. It could have been worse?" It was hard to keep balance with his weight and her own, and the slippery snow beneath them. Predictibly, she wobbled forward, on the verge of falling herself.
[17:57] <Isaiah> "E-eek!" Isaiah sensed the shift and tried to correct it himself, but that could hardly be a promise of success, considering his own state.
[18:01] <Yanmei> "Wait! Stop mov-" And ah. She landed face-down in the snow rather uncerimonsiously. Isaiah, probably, was not faring too much better.
[18:02] * Isaiah quickly joined her in the snow, because he still had his arm around her shoulders. "… Hello, snow." He said dreamily.
[18:07] <Yanmei> "Nngh. C'mon," She groaned, and made an effort to drag them both up to their feet. She could spot some trees off to the side, not too far away. "You can mess around in the snow once we get there?"
[18:08] <Isaiah> "Mmrf." Isaiah was once again dragged to his feet. "S-Sorry." He tried to carry a little bit more of his own weight this time.
[18:20] <Yanmei> "Hey, don't worry!" She smiled at him. "We're almost there! Then we can take it easy."
[18:23] <Isaiah> [It'd take a bit of careful shuffles and a few more slips, but eventually they'd reach the somewhat less smoother, more rockier and coarse out-of-area terrain. Tall trees loomed over them.]
[18:23] <Isaiah> "I-I was trying to be impressive." Grumbled Isaiah.
[18:30] <Yanmei> "But you were! Until you crashed. Really fast, you know?" Yanmei found a tree for him to rest against. "And anyway, just trying to go down this thing was pretty courageous?"
[18:31] * Isaiah rested against the tree, staring at the slope. He had a somewhat moody expression on his face. Eventually, however, he turned to Yanmei. "In that case… I'm going to try it tomorrow."
[18:33] <Yanmei> "Yeah?" she scrutinized him a moment. "I'll come with you!"
[18:35] * Isaiah nodded. He tried to push himself to give Yanmei a determined stare. "Right. Right."-
[18:36] <Isaiah> Time would pass. And eventually Isaiah would find his feet again. It wasn't a serious injury, after all- was hardly an injury, really. Just a little accident.
[18:41] * Yanmei got up with him, naturally. She was still in high spirits herself, but was careful to tone it down. She wondered what was going through his head.
[18:42] <Isaiah> [A perhaps downcast end to what had been a fun day… But there were plenty of days left in their holiday yet.]

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