[YEP HE'S PELTED. He's only able to brace against the impact and shield himself with his cloak, raising it so that it takes the brunt of the damage—but a lot of snowballs hitting at once still hurt. Add to some accumulated snow from the branches above falling right on him, it's definitely not a pleasant experience. And he likes snow!
It feels like eternity, but it really only lasts a few seconds before everything is calm again. Only once he no longer can hear or sense the snowballs does Eustace slowly look out, shaking his head a bit from all the snow that was covering him. It's...quite the, and his familiar is sitting at the epicenter looking a bit huffy, her tail thwumping against the snow as she seems to glare at him before turning her face away.
Ignoring her display, he turns his gaze to try and find Zidane.]
...Still alive?
[Slowly he steps out, trying to shake off all the snow.]
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It feels like eternity, but it really only lasts a few seconds before everything is calm again. Only once he no longer can hear or sense the snowballs does Eustace slowly look out, shaking his head a bit from all the snow that was covering him. It's...quite the, and his familiar is sitting at the epicenter looking a bit huffy, her tail thwumping against the snow as she seems to glare at him before turning her face away.
Ignoring her display, he turns his gaze to try and find Zidane.]
...Still alive?
[Slowly he steps out, trying to shake off all the snow.]