Tout Pour La Victoire! { @ snow }
❝Snow -- !❞
Hurrying forward, Griffith ushered the tall blond through the crowd, leading him forth by the sleeve of his shirt. The smell of sweet snacks hovered in the air, the citizens' clamor audible to the ear -- the weather had been getting warmer, and with it came further festivities. Briefly, he released Snow, only to move towards one of the game stands. It offered a number of toys to be won -- so long as the player could succeed at the game, at least.
Pressing one hand against the glass, Griffith regarded the prizes within, pale blue eyes curious.
❝..I never had very much luck with these.❞
Smiling faintly, he spared a glance back towards his companion, laughing slightly. ❝Come on --❞ Already, he was moving elsewhere, hurrying through the crowd -- yet at the right pace, ensuring that they didn't get separated in the thrall. While Snow certainly had the advantage in strength between the two of them, Griffith's size made it easier for him to slip past other people, even in smaller spaces. Various rides had been set up all around the boardwalk, and it was at that point that the white-haired youth paused, nearly enough to tumble against the blond. Looking up, he contemplated the various entertainments.
❝..That one.❞ He pointed at the roller coaster, leaning back and glancing towards Snow for affirmation. ❝Shall we try it?❞