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[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

Sam has been working on the flying car. Modifying it.

For a car that doesn't run off petrol, this involves a surprising amount of both some sort of oil and, oddly, ash, which is why Sam is fairly filthy at the moment.

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[frozen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Snow makes a hmph sort of face, then ruins it by grinning and hugging him spontaneously.

Fun flying car is fun!

[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

There may be a little flailing from Sam.

"Er. Thanks. You're welcome."

[frozen-flakes.livejournal.com]

:D :D :D

This totally deserves an ice-blessing. She's given them out for smaller things, after all.

With an air of impish solemnity, Snow kisses him on the cheek. Her lips are cold, colder than her fingers, and the mark they leave behind is bright ice-blue.

[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

"Thank you." Slowly, as Sam touches his cheek.

[frozen-flakes.livejournal.com]

She nods proudly, still smiling an I-done-good sort of smile.

[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

Sam nods back, solemnly.

[frozen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Well, they're not doing anything more in the car, are they?

So she's going to open the door and get out now.

[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

Sam hops out, brushing himself down, quickly.

It gets some of the ash off, at least.

[frozen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Fffft, ash.

She can brush some out of his hair, can't she?

(Hint: yes.)

[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

Apparently so!

"You don't need to, y'know."

[frozen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Eyeroll.

Well, duh, she doesn't need to. So? She wants to!

[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine with the ash staying, really."

[frozen-flakes.livejournal.com]

Snow makes sarcasmface!

[broked-reality.livejournal.com]

Sam makes sarcasmface right back!