[@BrokenPromise] Sakura's burning spirit raged at the vexing situation he had been put up with. With every ounce of willpower, and being shaken like a ragdoll, he forced his body to his utmost limits and... Nope. The oppai Miko was using him as a shield, so there was no way he could regain poise so easily. Well, at least he had ended up in a bouncy crowd, and that other saucy girl had given him a kiss. He felt sorry about having a wife, but now with his monetary problems solved... it's not like she would ever find out about this one, right? Anyway, he was still unconscious. Probably moaning weakly. Not his finest moment. [hr] Dina, on the other hand, had basked in drinks to try and avoid the massive headache. At some point, she had been given actual strong drinks from Odin, which she accepted awkwardly. She had a certain tolerance, but the amount of alcohol she had taken with the nonsense was beginning to affect her. She really needed to keep the game up. Maybe a song. But what kind of Song? She could try a Russian one, it was the ones she was best at. But which one indeed? Carols? They would probably not recognize that. There was this one song that her granddaughter loved. It had incidentally been made into a vidya game, or whatever it once had been called. But it was a very old song. One she had liked to sing. So she strutted towards the scenario, and grabbed the microphone. Only to find the german accented Valkyrie and the eldest of Odin's aides in the scene too. "Backup singer, ja?" "Do you even know Russian??" Dina said exasperated. "Ja?" She said. "Oh, well... let's get this started." She said as she indicated the backup stage members ceded by the allfather. [hider][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PcidXHOYEuc[/youtube][/hider] [hr] [@.SnowfightPeople] Sanngridr had been stewing for a while. There was much niceties she could take, as the chained beast of her desire rattled underneath her. The calling of battle had been like a drug to her, but she had not immediatedly rushed to the fight. She had... scouted the situation a bit. From occasional projectile slinging, to actual raids and forts. This was scaling. A glorious scaling mock war. And whenever there's an escalation, there was an arms race. She had just gotten an idea, she just needed to use her copy power for a bit. And so, that was what she had done. Skulked in the shadows until now. High above the battlefield Sanngridr made an appearance, carrying a high payload of compacted snow. And another Sanngridr. And yet another. A veritable squadron, each with its payload, flying in formation. She smiled. War was, after all, Mankind's oldest pasttime. And they had ever kept escalating. Fortifications trumped skirmishes. Tactics trumped brute force... But there was a good hint of the modern times that was hard to trump. Aerial superiority. Sanngridr began to hum happily a certain [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7NSUFDHFgg]song[/url] as she arched her wings, as the the entire formation followed suit. Sann's Enhanced wings, and those of her clones, allowed for quite a bit of carrying capacity... and her maneuverability was such she could mimick the likes of aerial predators, the raptor bird swoop. So the Valkyrie squad descended upon the busybody factions of the snow fight. And the world was ice and snow, scaterring before their eyes in a bombing run not unlike those of wars, as the Valkyrie of Cruelty smiled. However... she realized that perhaps, this would not be what Odin would have liked for this particular event. She had been put under the wringer to be shown restraint. She couldn't fight to the bitter end in this particular stupid scrap. She was growing hungry too. Then her addled brain realized there was a supreme prey she could take on to at least slake her hunger. Paragons of prey species, the Harebringers. If they were that dangerous, they would surely be delicious. It was then when, amidst the smoke and whatnot spotted someone familiar, or thought she did. Was that Tetrad? Anyway, that was a part of the past, and Harebringers would not wait. Well, maybe she needed a partner in crime. So she instructed her clones to keep doing bombing runs as she tried to yoink someone random out of the battlefield to [s]be kidnapped[/s] assist her in her bunny hunt.