[IC] Winter's Howl (Kyro vs Doc Doctor)

[Kyro]

The wind howled as Cyro sat peacefully, his meditation regenerating his mana and regulating his pulse. It was exceptionally cold today in the Forrest, perfect for Cyro, as for the cold embraced him like a mother to a newborn child. He was at his mind's mercy. Cyro was a wanted man by many other clans. He knew he was a constant target. He knew people wanted him dead. In this state, if his mind was bothered by another human soul within a mile of his location, his mediation would be interrupted. His mind would alert him if he was in any danger.

At this point, it had been an hour since the beginning of his session, thankfully there had been no interruptions since. From the far east, approached a soul. It pierced Cyro's head as he awoke from his meditation, breathing heavily as sweat dribbled down his face. Someone was coming. Whether they were friendly or not was the question. Regardless, Cryo froze his legs and readied himself, almost certain a predator was in the distance.

@Doc Doctor

[Doc Doctor]

Sure enough, something was coming. Out of the darkness inbetween the trees trotted a man the size of a grizzly. Despite the icy weather he was scantily clad, his hairy chest bare before the elements. What's more, he seemed to be wearing a pair of bright blue short shorts, Richard Simmons style.

He'd slow to a walk upon seeing the cryomancer, his sweaty face lighting up with a jolly grin. It was the sort of expression that could make one feel as if they had known him all their life.

"Hrah! Not did Gonad know brisk evening jog route used by others. Come has Blue Man to run with Gonad, and tone glutes in ways of might!?"

[Kyro]

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHG!!!" Cyro screamed as the large behemoth stood before him. His expression shocked by his loud entrance. His appearance didn't help at all, but only added fear to the already scared shitless Cyromancer. His language was broken, and Cyro had to run the sentence over and over again in his head to understand what the man had asked. It appears he was in no state of trouble, and had nothing against him, but something still lingered in the back of his head, something that told him that this man's jolly nature was a mask, and behind it was a stone cold killer.

Cyro decided to play along.

"Ah, yes! This is one of the finest forests in all of Japan! People come here from the local villages to walk it! It's really beautiful and provides great exercise. Not to mention it's always below 45 degrees here!" Cyro said with a jolly deep tone, in an attempt to mimic the giant of a man.

[Doc Doctor]

"BWAH! True such be. But not will words make muscles!"

Gonad would start off again, aiming to jog past the ninja whilst beckoning for him to come along. As the barbarian moved further away from the trees, a congo line of woodland animals that had apparently been training with him followed behind. There were two deer, a badger, a family of squirrels, a wolf, and three foxes.

[Kyro]

Keeping to the idea of playing along, the assassin followed the large beefy man, only to see what his true motives were. He was not sure if the man was genuinely trying to enjoy a walk, or if he was luring him into something bigger. Surely Cyro would have known if this was a set up, but the man was so uncommon in Japan that Cyro decided he was no threat. He began to trot behind him, keeping good distance and holding his guard up.

To make sure the man didn't do anything funny, Cyro created an Ice Dagger, and pointed it at his back, yet keeping it concealed from sight. If worse comes to worse, he'd be ready.

@Doc Doctor

[Doc Doctor]

It appeared the barbarian was indeed just out for a run. He'd galumph along the forest, mile after mile. If the cryomancer had enough patience to stick through the whole thing, then after an hour Gonad would stop and begin gathering sticks.

"HRUH! Lunch time it be!"

[Kyro]

The cyromancer stood confused at the man's change of personality. One minute he was happily jogging, the other he was screaming for lunch. It was barley 12, according to the sun perched behind the snow covered trees, and the growl at the bottom of the assassin's stomach alerted him of his sudden appetite.

He could eat, but he would refuse to eat now.

"Why don't you go ahead and gather supplies! I'll go kill a fox or something!" Cyro shouted nervously.

[Doc Doctor]

"Bwah! Supplies and food already had Gonad!"

He proceeded to kill and skin the animals that had been following him before grinding their bodies into hamburger with his immense, piebald hands. Gonad did not know how to make a fire, so instead of setting the collected sticks alight he would place a raw wild animal meatball on each one. Most if not all of the meatballs still had bone in them. There was enough for all!

[Kyro]

Cyro hid his disgusted face gesture as he watched the man turn the cute woodland animals into meatballs. Cyro had never eaten such food, mainly sticking to Japanese staples and traditional Lin Kuei dishes. He was very picky when it came to meals, and this pickiness saved him from a meal of balled up sacks of meat.

"No thanks...Gonad?" The Cyromancer questioned, as for the barbarian had said his name in third person many times before.

His appetite died with one small peer at one of the sickly meatballs in the warrior's giant hands. At this point, Cyro had decided he was done with this man, whatever he was.

"State your business, barbarian" Cyro's expression changed. He was standing upright, his knees bent into pouncing position. His ice daggers now visible, his hands now creating piercing ice stalagmites. His temper was dropping fast.

"I'm done with whatever game you're trying to play. If you have come to kill me, I'd like to see you try" The assassin said, his eyes now starting to gleam blue.

[Doc Doctor]

"Hruh... On jog be Gonad. Silly be Blue Man, for only come has Gonad to kill food for eating!"

The barbarian popped an animal ball into his mouth, chewing absent mindedly as he puzzled over the jumpy fellow brandishing iceicles.

"Bwuh, has Blue Man case of hunger grumps?"

[Kyro]

The assassin stared at the behemoth. No words could escape his mouth, none that would come off as offensive, anyways.

The cyromancer tucked his daggers away as he turned around, slowly walking away. Small ice stalagmites formed under his feet as he left footprints in the snow. It was better to not try. The man was clearly toying with him. If he was a threat, he was sure the man would have at least unsheathed his weapon. He knew better than to play his game. So instead of waiting for himself to strike, he'd wait for any interaction from him first.

Cyro simply walked away, into the snowy forest as he left a trail of breath that lingered over the air like small clouds. His rebreather could be heard in the distance, monitoring his body temperature. If the man didn't attack, he would be home free.

If he did, he'd be ready.

A large, piercing ice katana formed from his hands.

[Doc Doctor]

Feeling playful, Gonad chucked a snowball at the back of the icy dude's head as he walked off. It seemed like an appropriate thing to do. If the ninja turned around, Gonad would be acting all innocent and (trying) to whistle.

[Kyro]

The assassin turned his head slightly, seeing the barbarian standing awkwardly. He was making a fool of himself. But no matter, Cyro saw it as a threat, and quickly dashed towards the man.

5 paces forward, the assassin disappeared into thin air. He knew he would confuse the behemoth. Now he would have to see how smart the man was.

[Doc Doctor]

Gonad's first thought was that the man had teleported. Occasionally he had encountered enemies that appeared right behind or above him, so the moment the man vanished Gonad would take a sharp step to his right and turn so that he could see if anyone appeared near where he had been. As he did so he'd raise his left hand up as if he were going to give someone a wave. The possibility existed that the man had turned himself invisible, but in Gonad's experience those who did that suffered temporary blindness from having their retinas become see-through.