05-01-2018, 06:55 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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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.
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.
snowbound -- snowstriker -- male -- 8 moons
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