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blades are for skating — o, ice
« on: April 30, 2018, 03:44:29 PM »
Aizawa didn't know much about joy or happiness. It probably sounded depressing or cliche, but it was true. It didn't mean he felt sad all the time, either. It was mostly just a feeling of numbness, or an ache he couldn't quite place. He just felt like he was missing something--like he was broken. He had never seen the need to filter himself, but sometimes, he wondered if it was only because he didn't care about the consequences.

Unlike other people, he often didn't see the fun side of things. A lot of things were just inconveniences to him. So he was understandably irritated when he had found himself stranded on a lake of ice. He had been out and about, despite his distaste towards the cold, and found the frozen body of water. Except it had found him more than he had found it. Snow had gathered on the surface, hiding it from view. He didn't realize he was treading on ice until it was too late.

His paws had naturally slipped out from under him, sending him crashing down. The soft crack that followed was unsettling. He stayed there, laying on his side, unsure what to do now. He was essentially trapped. This body was fairly large, and any movement would probably cause the ice to finally break. It's why he's careful as he shifts up into a sitting position, crackles sounding under him with each adjustment of his weight. Does he even know how to swim as a lion? He's about to find out as the ice shatters and he's plunged down into the freezing water.

It's dark and he can barely see as he flails, his legs kicking wildly as he tries to propel himself back up to the surface. His mane only makes him feel heavier, sweeping about his face and making it that more difficult. He gets breaths in each time he breaks for a split second--then he stops and he can feel himself dropping down further into the water, his body growing tired of struggling

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Re: blades are for skating — o, ice
« Reply #1 on: May 01, 2018, 09:11:52 AM »
WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob tried to be as careful as he could on the ice following the incident with Izuku. Any other day he probably would've been fine, his legs would have recovered quickly and he'd have gotten up by himself but they'd just refused to move and he'd been stranded until his apprentice helped him back to the medic den where he was able to treat himself. When he came across another patch of ice, he was careful to move out of it's way until he noticed a lion on the ice and heard a creaking sound as he tried to move. "Aizawa! Don't-" he began but the great creature was plunged into the water only moments later. A gasp came from the wolfdog as he mind began to reel. What was he supposed to do? He was both frosthealer and he chief, he had to do something. He knew he wasn't big enough to pull the lion up on his own but he was pretty sure there weren't any creatures large enough to do that in Snowbound, considering he was bigger than most of his clanmates. He inched onto the ice, holding his breath as he moved. The ice creaked beneath him as he tried to move at a steady pace while not causing a bigger crack. It creaked under his paws and panic surged in him. He was trembling but he kept moving forward, his eyes on the bobbing figure of Aizawa.

He began to reach in his bag, pulling rolls of bandages from his bag it but they weren't the usual thin, white ones he used for treating others. These were a thick cloth adorned with different patterns and colors. These were Jacob's personal bandages, the ones that were really closer to clothing than to a medical necessity. As he came near the opening, he hesitated for a moment. What if they were damaged? What if he couldn't use them? What if- no. He couldn't think like that. The lion's life was more important than any stupid bandages. Still, he felt tears gathering in his eyes as he took the thick cloth and threw it into the water. He wasn't big enough to directly push Aizawa up but maybe he could pull him to shore. "Aizawa! Hold on! I can drag ya' ta' the side!" the husky called. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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Re: blades are for skating — o, ice
« Reply #2 on: May 01, 2018, 06:55:27 PM »
KILLUA
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Killua had been in the same boat with the black lion. When he was born, specific expectations to placed onto his shoulders that he was expected to meet and not fail in his entire life. Killua had ended up becoming numb to the entire ordeal when it came to the training that he had went through, but that had been his families plan from the very beginning. It wasn't extremely difficult to break the likes of a child when they were young and didn't know any better. Killua had put his faith in his entire family as he knew what to expect from them and that they would keep him safe. That the torture that they were causing him would be for the better good as it would help him during his life to stay alive and survive. They weren't wrong in that regard, but that also didn't mean that it was right either. Killua hated everything about his family and would make sure he did whatever he could and risk everything so that he wouldn't have to be around there anymore. It was when he finally decided that he was going to join the clans out of his own means, meant that he was allowed to feel what emotions were. Emotions that had been snuffed out by his family and forced toward the back of his mind so he would be less likely to question them based on the decisions that they end up making. However, this wasn't entirely good for the young assassin as it meant that he was confused for the rest of the majority of his life trying to figure out what said emotions were. He was far too stubborn to ask the likes of a clanner for answers so he just ended up sulking by himself. Besides, if he talked to them about how he was actually feeling right now, they would probably use that against him if he wasn't careful. He didn't know the true intentions of the clans either, and that just meant that any of them could become a threat. However, it also meant that there were some that were around that were easy for him to take advantage of if he played his cards right. He had plenty of powers that he kept hidden from those that were actually in Snowbound, because he knew that if other's knew his power it just meant that his trump card would be gone if he ever got into a fight with someone. He couldn't have that happen, at least not yet. Maybe because he had just ended up making a friend that the wildcat had started to let his guard down a little bit. He still had his paranoia to keep him alert to all of his surroundings and his powers were getting steadily stronger the more he worked with them. The young assassin had come a far way compared to when he had lived with his family. If any of his family saw him now, they would probably think he was a completely different creature, although he was bound to be aggressive toward anyone that was in his family right now. Killua had actually ended up talking with Izuku when they first interacted with one another since his joining. The maine coon had walked into a lake that wasn't completely frozen over, and Killua said that the other had been lucky that he didn't find himself stuck out on a frozen lake because then he would have been in a lot of trouble from there.

If he had just joined the clans, Killua would have most certainly left a Snowbounder to die in the end, because weakness meant those that died, did deserve to die. He was different now. He was tired of seeing death constantly around him, slightly blaming himself when it did happen. He wasn't going to let anyone die while he was in Snowbound, as long as he thought they deserved to live. He could care less if Hisoka or Silent ended up kicking the bucket. Killua had been leaping through the trees when he heard the sound of a panicked voice not too far from where he was at. A confused look spread across his facial features as he shuffled himself to look in the direction where the voice was coming from. The frozen lake. Interesting. What could have happened? Killua wasn't in that much of a rush as he dropped himself down onto the bank of the lake only to see what was really happening, and it wasn't anything good. Killua's sapphire blue eye's widened as he spotted the black lion that looked like he was about to drown. Jacob was trying to help the lion, but he doubted that the other could help all that much just being a dog. Killua started to run through the different options in his head, because he knew that he didn't have any strength to lift a full grown lion in his current body. Air elementals? No, that wouldn't work either because it would take too long. He didn't have water elementals to lift the other out of the water either. Killua sprinted over to stand adjacent to Jacob, but not too close. The albino serval was a lot lighter than the wolfdog was, and that meant he had an advantage. "Fuck me." Killua growled to himself but made sure it was audible enough for the rest of them to hear. He felt like he was going to end up regretting this later on. Looking above the lion, Killua would teleport directly above the water that he was wadding in. Killua let himself fall into the water himself, the cold creeping up his bones. That certainly didn't feel good. Now that he was in the water with Aizawa, he would aim to quickly put at least one of his paws on the shoulder or neck of the lion, and change where his attention was looking. If that worked and the other was above water enough, he would aim to teleport him and the lion on the land that surrounded the lake. If that worked, Killua would immediately start to shake his fur, breathing slightly heavily due to not having used the power in a while. He had just revealed one of his most powerful powers, and he wasn't happy.
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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual (leans toward male)
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Snowstriker |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):


PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
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Re: blades are for skating — o, ice
« Reply #3 on: May 01, 2018, 07:50:26 PM »
The shadow of someone approaching catches his attention. He isn't sure who would dare to get so close after he fell in, but he doesn't really care. He's just glad that someone is supposedly coming to help him. But he wasn't sure how anyone would, considering he was bigger than most of the Snowbound members. Either way, he kicks out his back legs, pushing himself back up to the surface. He gasps in the air, his throat aching. His nose is sore. It feels like his chest is clogged from the water he had accidentally swallowed.

Aizawa is fairly certain that the bandages the husky had thrown at him wouldn't do much to help him, but he still clings onto whatever he can grab, biting down and getting himself tangled in them. He's guided over towards solid land, being tugged along. Then there's a sudden splash from beside him and with it comes a presence. A paw is pressed to his neck, startling him. He had definitely gotten his attention, his head whipping around to face Kilua, unsure when or how he had gotten there in the water with him.

It doesn't matter much, though, as they're quickly back on the land. His head is spinning slightly from being teleported so suddenly like that. He finds it difficult to breathe, coughing and hacking up water, the liquid dribbling down his chin as he got it up. Clawing at his scarf, he unwinds it from around his neck, which it had miraculously stayed wrapped around. The lion gulps down air, panting heavily. "Thank you," he manages in his breathless state, turning towards who had saved him.

He had never thought much of Kilua. The most he had thought of him was a rude child, which was something he had encountered many times in his life. But now he felt a personal debt to him, after he had generously saved his life. For all he knew, he could have just left him to his own devices. For that, he's grateful, though he isn't kissing the ground he walks on, either.

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Re: blades are for skating — o, ice
« Reply #4 on: May 01, 2018, 11:43:36 PM »
KILLUA
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Power. That had been the only way he used to live when he was under the command of his family and nothing else. If he had power, that meant that he could do whatever the hell he wanted without thinking of the consequences. It would also make his job a whole lot easier considering that he could kill someone a lot quicker, while at the same time he could get away from a battle if he really needed to. He was born an assassin, and practically had every sort of trait as an assassin. But few suspected the likes of someone his age to have become a mass murderer in such a short time in the first place. It was the best cover that any assassin could have, but of course, this meant that they were forced to grow up a little bit too fast at a very young age. There was nothing more than he needed to know but the job that he had been tasked with. There was no need to figure out what other treasures were in the world, and instead should only focus on becoming the family heir. During this time Killua had ultimately been stationed in the clans where he was able to gauge their power fairly quickly. Killua had somewhat of a skill of just being able to look at someone and figure out if they were going to be stronger than him or not. There were times that he could be wrong based on if they were hiding certain powers underneath their belt. However, he knew another killer when he saw one, such as when he approached Hisoka when the kitsune first decided to join Snowbound. He still didn't trust the other and wasn't about to either. There were plenty of reasons why Killua didn't want to reveal his powers. If he pretended to be an innocent child when someone attacked him, they probably wouldn't expect the likes of him to really fight back. Although, most didn't get that vibe once they saw the claws that he had, claws that he wasn't born with, but instead claws that were manufactured to be stronger and sharper than knives. Which made it easier to kill those that did end up getting on his nerves if he wasn't careful, but most of the time he kept hold of the strength that he was dealing with. Killua used the fake innocence that he could put on, as well as his young age to lure opponents a little bit too close to him before dealing a lethal blow.

Although now, he wasn't trying to land lethal blows on other creatures and instead was just looking to beat them to a pulp. He wasn't supposed to be a killer anymore, and he was trying his damned best to make it happen. London already knew what he was and had accepted him, but he doubted the other's would really be the same. Killua had only ever used his teleportation to hurt others instead of saving them, so doing it to the large black lion was something he hadn't done in his entire life. It felt strange, but he was certain that the other felt the same way. The albino serval wasn't fond when it came to getting his fur wet, but he didn't have a quick enough reaction to have been able to touch the other, while falling, while keeping his eyes on the bank of the lake so that they would land on dry land instead of landing back in the water again. It was a pain in the ass but he had done it, even if it was revealing more than he liked. His breath came out in clouds of smoke as his fur clung to his body. As this happened, one could see the raised parts of his skin underneath, which was almost everywhere of the scars that did cover his body. It only happened when Killua ended up getting his fur wet that other's were actually able to see the extent of what his body looked like underneath all the fur that he had. Some of the scars seemed to be in areas that usually would have been lethal depending on the severity of them. Such as the scars that were around his neck, which almost looked like a curved line. As if he had been strangled by some sort of wire, that ended up being left there for days so that his wound could heal over the wire, only to be used again to open up the wound. He was completely littered with scars, and he was trying his damned best to play it off like everything was okay. Too much was being revealed right now. He felt vulnerable and he didn't like it. Why couldn't London be here? It would make his life so much easier after all. Killua shook his body almost like a body as his body slightly shivered because of being in the cold water. Yeah, he was used to being cold, but being cold and wet? It was more annoying than anything really. Killua can't help but cough a little bit as cold air enters his throat, almost freezing it as he stands there. God, he was uncomfortable. He just wanted to leave. While he was standing there, Killua conjured up a thick blanket that draped itself over his back to protect him from any potential breezes. His attention turned back toward the black lion though, and the other didn't seem to be in terrible condition. That was at least good. "No need to thank us. However, you could do me a favor and not mention the power I just used to others." His tone grew serious for a couple moments, as he didn't want word getting out to other places that he had used teleportation. Especially if Snowbound ended up getting into a bad situation with another group, he wanted to have the power on hand at a moments notice. "You alright though? Need a blanket?" A neutral look was spread across his facial features as he looked up at the larger and older tom. This would probably be the last time that Killua would be somewhat nice toward him, as it usually didn't last long if he was doing it. However, with the way he was looking at him, it was obvious that he was hoping that Aizawa, or even Jacob was going to ask him questions about all the scars that he had.
snowbound -- snowstriker -- male -- 8 moons
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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual (leans toward male)
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Snowstriker |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):


PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
WE ALL TAKE IT UP

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Re: blades are for skating — o, ice
« Reply #5 on: May 02, 2018, 02:41:41 PM »
The scars are the first thing he notices. He frowns at the sight, though he definitely isn't a stranger to wounds and their lasting reminders. It was what he had been hoping to lose when he got this new body, but the scratches had remained, particularly the one underneath his eye. It was an eyesore. He wasn't bothered by other people seeing it, he just didn't like the look of it. But it was what came with being a hero, he supposed. Now he couldn't even say that much. Either way, even when he does see the marks on Kilua's body, he doesn't speak up about it. It's not any of his business, and he has learned to ignore things when they weren't.

"Alright. It's the least I can do," Aizawa isn't sure why he wants to hide his power, though he has a few ideas. But it doesn't matter, since he planned to keep it between the three there. He's more focused on warming up after nearly drowning in freezing water. "That would be nice, yes," he says at the offer of a blanket, slowly standing up on all fours. His scarf, since it had been in the water with him, was essentially useless for giving him any heat. Hopefully it wasn't ruined. He would hate to lose what little remained of his past life.

Now that he had nearly died in this new world, he couldn't help but acknowledge how little he had adjusted to his form. He could walk without stumbling, and he could do most things with little difficulty--but there were still things he needed to learn, like swimming. Even if Snowbound didn't have a whole lot of water that wasn't frozen over, it would be a helpful skill to know. Fighting..could wait. It would require a lot of his attention, and he wanted to get the more simpler ones out of the way, first.

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