[ maybe it's cruel to go full on violence with the pelting snowballs but kovacs has never been very forgiving when it comes to being provoked, especially if someone's in the mood to mess around with him, even if it is clara, half his size with an arm injury she should probably be going easy on.
as soon as he gets another hit in, he smirks at the victory when he sees she's just trying to blow and wipe snow off her face. he won't purposely try to get her again while he's dazed but he is at least going to prep himself another ball in case of her counter-defense.
what he doesn't expect is that her defense is to charge right at him, his brow squinting in surprise that she'd even attempt it. when she closes in and jumps at his body, his arm is ready to wrap around her to keep her from suddenly falling at her reckless attack, considering he's typically well sturdy to bear it —
but what he doesn't take into account in the moment is the slippery ground beneath him with the snow, her sudden charge at him making his feet shift, the bottom of his boots getting trapped on a patch of ice. he stumbles back suddenly, his arm around her gripping tight as he falls backwards, slamming against the snow on his back with a sharp — ] — ah, fuck!
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as soon as he gets another hit in, he smirks at the victory when he sees she's just trying to blow and wipe snow off her face. he won't purposely try to get her again while he's dazed but he is at least going to prep himself another ball in case of her counter-defense.
what he doesn't expect is that her defense is to charge right at him, his brow squinting in surprise that she'd even attempt it. when she closes in and jumps at his body, his arm is ready to wrap around her to keep her from suddenly falling at her reckless attack, considering he's typically well sturdy to bear it —
but what he doesn't take into account in the moment is the slippery ground beneath him with the snow, her sudden charge at him making his feet shift, the bottom of his boots getting trapped on a patch of ice. he stumbles back suddenly, his arm around her gripping tight as he falls backwards, slamming against the snow on his back with a sharp — ] — ah, fuck!