Meeting In The Snow

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Some would think this man to be insane, for he walked along the frozen ground and through the chilling winds without the cover most men would wear. He dawned only a white cloak of sorts, one which opened up at the elbows, leaving a large opening for his hands and left a tattered cape to flow from his neck. The man went by the name of Hyouketsu and he had always been sure that the cold would do him no harm, for it had always been one of his closest friends. In hand he held a white staff, which upon the top had a dark blue orb which hovered just above the top and it was as well adorned with little knick knacks that each served their own purpose. But now, rather than tread through the snow for the 4th day in a row he had chosen to take refuge within a stone cave he had came upon, building a small fire in the middle for light.

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As her cold bare feet were pressed to the snow, her whole body felt a sudden shiver run through its spine. ''God damnit.'' She cursed under her ragged breath. The wheather today was rather cold, and it didn't seem as the way it always had been. Her hands moved over up to her shoulder; rubbing the slightest bit that she could possibly reach, and be able to stand the movements she could make. It wasn't just that she couldn't stand to move, it was also that she could barely visualize any human-being about the area; and that made her feel even worse.

[It'll be better next time. My First posts are always as such. Sorry.]

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His head lifted itself, tearing his gaze away from the pulsing embers that lie within the heated center of the flames. Though the crackling of the fire was all that filled his ears he had been able to make out the sounds of a womans voice, just before they were ripped away by the wind outside. He did not know how close she was, for he had always been of better hearing then most, and he decided he would merely make a beacon of sorts for the woman to follow. He took his staff from the wall and headed out of the cave, pressing the butt of his tool and weapon into the snow, turning that area to ice in a near instant. When he was sure it had a good fit he reached up and tapped the orb atop, giving it a bright, light blue, glow that could be seen for nearly a mile off and with that he went back inside.

[It's quite alright]

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Her eyebrows lingered attached, as she felt the cold breeze hit her pale skin harshly. A shook of her head was all she made, for she still wasn't able to proceed on with any other movement to apply the fact that she hated such weather. A few moments passed by, and all of a sudden she noticed a light Blue kind of glow at some near distance. Her eyebrows rested far from eachother, as she let out a deep sigh; thanking the circumstances of bringing someone to join her current lonesome in the mean time. Tightening her hands around her own arms, the girl started to move on forward towards the source of the light. She was rather confused to what she was about to do, but she decided to go with the flow.

A couple of minutes later, she was standing before a man in a White cloak; looking down towards him with no emotion, nor even a single expression whatsoever on her face. She needed help, and she needed it fast. Her eyes unwillingly close, as she felt the fire's light infront of her lower limbs. It was the warmth she needed to feel, and not just any warmth. Constant warmth; the one that would never go away.

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He tried to act quickly upon seeing the woman, detecting from her lack of clothing that she was probably chilled to the very core of her body. He stood up right from the fire, removing from his shoulders the cape like attachment, ripping its stitches from place so he could move it freely. He made his way towards the woman and gently wrapped her body in the now warm cape of sorts and it would be shown to have an odd amount of heat for such a thin garment. He was sure that he needn't suggest what he did next, but he did it anyway "Come, sit by the fire madam." He would wait his turn to relax now, until he was sure that she had become content with what he could offer to her.

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Her eyes shifted around his movements, as she began watching him take the cloak he had on his body of it. Pressing her upper teeth to her lower ones, she pressured such feeling to her jaw-bone; stressing over the fact that her shudders were almost heard. Slowly, her eyes moved over to him; examining his face expressions as he wrapped the coat around her body. A soft quick deep sigh escaped her mouth; causing her to look, and seem calmer than she was in the beginning. Her small lips parted, as she moved her sight over towards the man who offered her such essential help. ''Th-Thank you.'' Even though he offered her a place near the fire, she lingered her feet on the snowy ground beneath her body; knowing it was rather inpolite to take the man's coat, and an extra space for heat.

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The corners of both his lips curled up slightly, creating a smile and two small dimples upon his cheeks from the action "It's no trouble at all." He saw that she was not moving forward, though she had permission to do so already. With a gentle hand placed to the middle of her back he tried to guide her towards the fire, knowing that her body was well below the temperature it should be. "Come now, don't be shy. Your body is very cold and you need to warm it up if you are to survive. I as well can cook up a meal for you with what I have, it's no trouble, just say the word madam."

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The heat produced by the cloak she was wearing was rather awkward. All of a sudden it made her feel as if she was never really a tad bit cold - and as the gentle man was smoothly guiding her towards a seat near the fire, she unwillingly tripped over; landing right upon her Bottom on a harsh rock. ''Oww.'' She blinked, her sight instantly directing itself towards the blazing passionate flames of the Yellow almost Red fire. ''I'm not shy, Sir. Infact, I'm not shy at all. I'm just feeling a little.. Out of it.'' She moved her eye pupils up towards the man; looking him straight in the eyes. ''You know. Haven't you had such feeling before?'' She asked him; awaiting his response.

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By the time he started to attempt to stop her fall she had already landed and he could only watch for signs that showed she was in some sort of pain, which luckily never came. When he saw she was indeed fine after her little stumble he made his way to the other side of the fire, letting her have her space if she wanted it. "Indeed I have had those moments myself, and it is more often when my body is weary from days of exhaustion that I feel such things." With a swift stroke of hand he brushed the light blond hair from his eyes, a touch of frost keeping them stiffened and out of his way. "May I ask your name madam?" His hands had come back together, joining at the fingers whilst waiting for a response of either her agreeing or denying his request.

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She once again tightened her hands around her arms; acknowledging the fact that she didn't really need to do so. The cloak was keeping her warm enough to feel calm, and relaxed. Even though her hands were half covered by the long sleeves of the White coat, the tips of her fingers stayed just as cold as they were when she was on her own, by herself. ''I see.'' She stated her simple reply; directing her head over towards the fire, and closing her eyes once more. A few more seconds passed by, as she opened her eyes; letting her typical senses enable themselves again, only for her to hear his last question. ''Bishounen Vesnsek..'' She whispered her name, her head tilting upwards.

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His hand reached out over the flames of the fire, seeming to ignore the flames that rested less than a foot beneath the limb. It had been stretched out towards her so that their hands could meet and shake in meeting "My name is Hyouketsu, and it's a pleasure to meet you madam." If she took his hand into hers she would find it to be smooth, showing that he was not one who partook in the normal sport of fighting as most men would do. If she did not he would merely take his hand back and place it back in his lap.

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Her eyes spotted his hand reaching over for her own; causing her own to lift up to do just the same. Ever so gently, she slipped her right hand into his; nodding to him in greetings. ''It's a pleasure to have met you as well.., Hyouketsu.'' A smile swept over across her lips, as she managed to slowly take her hand back; setting it on her lap - after experiencing the smooth feeling of her hand touching such warmth. The one belonging to his own skin.

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He gave her a soft smile, one that showed no white of teeth but merely an arching of the lips, showing an odd feeling of joy at the contact. But when they both had retracted their hands and set calmly for a few seconds Hyouketsu took himself from his seat, walking from the fire and to a sack that hung from the wall. From inside he took a canteen of water, some herbs and roots, some vegetables and a crude metallic bowl. "I hope you don't mind vegetable stew, it's all I can make at the moment."

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Her hands swiftly wrapped themselves up around her stomach, from under the coat the gentle man gave her. A small smile swept on her lips once again, as she did it as a response to his own. She softly bit on the inside of her bottom lip; wanting to feel much more warm than she was feeling at this exact second, but she couldn't possibly ask for more. She was dying, literally freezing - and he semi-saved her. She was grateful, and nothing more but grateful to the humany deed he did. ''Oh, no.. I don't mind at all.'' Bishounen let the smile form on her lips yet again, as her hands sneaked out of the coat; releasing the bare flesh of her stomach. Her fist gripped the inner sides of the cloak, pulled them to eachother, and sealed the tiny spaces that allowed the cold air to enter.

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He answered her with a gentle nod before reaching into that same back and bringing out a blade covered with a black leather sheath. He turned his head around and let his eyes fall upon the woman by the fire, watching her for any signs that she may still be chilled. He saw just then that she was wrapping his coat more firmly around her body, and just then as he saw it a small smile crept to his face. He wasn't exactly sure why, but the sight of her doing that seemed...cute you could say, cute enough to make him break a small smile at least.

Before beginning to cut up the vegetables and such he made his way to the far back of the cave, ducking into shadows there. When he emerged he held 4 medium sized pieces of wood, which he placed into the fire so that it would burn warmer, he could do more if she wished it. With the logs in place he turned to her again and gave her a smile but no words, moving back to where he had been previously so that he could begin cutting the vegetables and the herbs and roots before combining them in the pot. With the black pot in hand he went back to the fire and set up a combination of 3 sticks, two of which had Y's on their top most ends and the third was almost perfectly straight. The pot was hung from the third which was then placed along the other 2, hanging the pot in the fire.

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She moved her head around, in a quiet relaxing circular motion; trying to ger her stressed neck to crack. She failed at doing such a procedure; letting out a soft sign escape her lips; feeling a tad down for not being able to succeed the removal of her tiredness away. She closed her eyes; her arms still crossed against her stomach; holding the coat tight around her body; squeezing each, and every inch of it. ''Mmmm..'' She hummed under her breath; trying to enjoy the producing warmth of the fire blazing before her. By time, she opened her eyes just as slow as she closed them.

Bishounen attached her eyebrows, as she sensed that the man was sort of watching her. She could feel the vibrations of his cold breath directed right towards her neck, although he was at a fair far distance. It was mostly about Physics, and Psychology that would define, and explain such feeling; but for now.. She just knew he was observing her movements. After a couple of seconds, she moved her head over to the left side. [Taking that you're standing at my left side. -.-] Bishounen narrowed her eyes, closely; trying to focus solely on where he was. Her eye pupils widened, as she looked for those bright eyes of his.

All of a sudden, she pulled back, and sat properly in her place. She had noticed he saw her staring at him, and observing his actions just as he was observing hers. ''Ahem, Ehem..'' She cleared her throat; her right hand rubbing her left arm, comfortingly. She thought about changing the subject, and in a pretty fast manner, she applied, ''It's very cold, isn't it? It almost feels like IceAge.'' She thought to herself, 'What?! IceAge? Are you out of your mind?!' ''Uh...'' She slowly moved her head over the other way; trying to avoid the eye-contact that was going to occur for long if their eyes were to meet.

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He cracked yet another faint smile, after sitting down, towards her after taking note of her nervous tone and actions and because she seemed so nervous he figured he would provide a response to what she said so he would not make it worse. “I suppose it is cold yes, though I tend to not feel it” He reached out In front of him, brushing his finger gently along the outer rim of the pot, churning the water within to stir the stew. From the spot where finger and pot met and the heat was exchanged a small plume of steam rose from the area, dancing and twisting until it disappeared into the air and it was after this that he brought his hand back to his lap, looking at her through the flames and continuing on with his sentence before. “My body has adapted to the cold, it invites it in rather than try to push it out. I could survive in this cold for days without warmth, due to my training of course, so if you need any more warmth don’t hesitate to ask, I can spare it.”

As he sat there the fact hit him that he had left the staff by the caves entrance, that could cause more problems due to unexpected visitors hoping for a good steal. “Excuse me a moment.” Standing up calmly from his seat he makes his way towards the mouth of the cave, reaching out to jab the staffs orb on its side shell so as to kill the bright light that shone from within it. Once the light had diminished to a dull throb he removed the staff from the ice patch he had created and took it back inside, moving to the back of the cave to rest it against the wall before heading back to his seat.

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Nervously, Bishounen tilted her head down, her hands forming into tight fists, and her feet hugging eachother, closely. She knew the man had apparent strong abilities to stand the coldness within this place, but what she didn't know was how much of those abilities he had in him. Her Grey iris' moved up, as she glanced over at the pot of water, and his churning. ''Hmm..'' Slowly, she moved her body backwards; resting properly on the chair. As she heard his words, she quietly nodded; crossing her arms over her chest, pride filling her face because of her true thoughts about him.

''I thought so too. You're so well.. Comfortable around this damned coldness. It's like.. You're it, and it's you.'' 'You're it, and it's you? The hell is wrong with you, Bishounen?..' Her mind started strugging from being out of the edge, she wanted to feel alright, and calm about him; but something too unfamiliar was holding her in her place. She shook her head, lifted her hand up to her hair, and brushed a strand gently behind her ear, as it unwillingly fell once more. ''Uh.. I mean. Yeah, you know what I mean.'' She let a smile form on her pale lips, as her tongue slipped out from her mouth, and gave her bottom one a stroke.

Nodding to him yet again for his disarrival, she cleared her throat, and decided to stay silent for untill her gets back. Once she sensed that the man's bottom was once more settled on the seat, she looked over at him, and continued on watching him make them the warm food.

[Sucks? I know. Sorrys. >_>]

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