Even After Death... [One Other]

OoC: For any one other person for a One VS One battle. I shall be using Isaku, button to her profile in my signature (isn't it obvious?)

BiC:

With the wind beating against her face as her own footsteps below her seeming to taunt her whilst they crunched down on the snow beneath her Isaku locked her arms around her hoping her body temperature would increase. That was merely a wish though. The air only grew colder by the minute and there were many a day before her destination would meet her. It was only until then she had to put up with this, which was difficult. Her breath came out not as warm air to her hands but only whitened her hands as each time she attempted to warm up her hands with her own breath it failed. Already they were numb as if frozen to ice and her feet no longer gave signals to the nerves in her body to give them warmth. Well, it was likewise for the rest of her body for that matter.

Shaking from the coldness seeping through her pores almost freezing her blood she only realised night was befalling shortly, which would surely bring much colder temperatures ontop of the current wintery condition. As she feared. Would she die out here from freezing to death? Something she'd always hoped would never happen. To die without anyone knowing. To die from natural means. To die without a cause. It seemed like she was heading that way. Already that nipping feeling against her bare skin was apparent from the start as she had no other layers of clothes besides her own. That was something she was surprised at. How was she lasting through all this which such thin clothes?

Of course it had been a reluctant decision to travel this way, yes, there had been other ways to take through deserts with plenty of warmth to keep her, and then there were through other sorts of terrains. Over mountainous trails or even through underground passages and swamps. But no, she had chosen to take the endless plains ahead of her with the blistering cold torturing her.

The steel of her weapons had already agreed to let the snow freeze it to a stone cold temperature as Isaku felt them often beat against her skin as she treaded along the white snow-painted grass brushing against her shoes oozing through to her skin as the soft white substance melted against it. It seemed only an endless and vain trail.

Fire...

That was what she wished for. All she could wish for now. A fire. Warmth. Any average person would in such a situation. There seemed to be absolutely nothing to use to create a fire though. No trees in sight. No wood, no sorts of rocks to create a spark. Nothing; it only left her with the feeling of helplessness. Any sorts of wild animal's which could jump her now wouldn't be her primary concern. She was more than prepared for such a thing, it was the feeling of her own helpless self of not being able to eat, not being able to sleep, not having sufficient warmth to keep her body alivem which ignited her growing fear for her situation. Why did it always end this way?

Then it was that she felt that eerie feeling of someone watching her, someone nearby. Someone else. Human or not she didn't know, but she determined it for a fact that someone else was here. Behind her...

She spun around. Nothing. No one.

She felt an interjection in the wind, almost as if something cut off it's path from quick movements. Her previous unattentiveness switched to being incredibly alert, and yet nervous.

"H...hello?"

OoC: Whoever has just read this and is interested in joining...ya, I guess that's your character XD

OoC: Hey I hope we're okay after my annoyance of not-shutting-up-ness. I'll be using Nate, my new character.

BiC: Nate could fell the cold biting into his heels and seeping up through his veins. He hugged himself tighter to try and create warmth, but to no avail. He had been following the girl for a while now, frequently ducking out of her sight. She was scared, he could tell from the frequency. Empathy sank through to his soul and he had the sudden need to show himself. "No," he thought, "it'll spoil your hopes of gettin out of here."

He was only following the girl in the hope that she knew where she was going. Spending a night in the alread Wintery conditions would be the very picture of unpleasant, not to mention fatal. A gale ran through his bones, not a nice experience. Isaku turnd around again, a fierce look in her eyes. There was something weird going on, like she was getting bigger. She coninued growing until Nathan realised what was going on, she was running towards him!
"Alright stalker, why are you following me?"
"I'm just trying to find a way out of this wasteland!"
"A likely excuse," there wasn't time forany more talking. Isaku had drawn her katanas and was sprinting towards Nate, he rew his pistol and fired a shot. It wouldn't work, his hands were too numb to aim. He unsheathed his sword and ran at her.before he knew it, he was in a fierce battle of blades with sparks flying everywhere.

Sh was fast, incredible even. But her sword skills were someone lacking. Nate parried one of her blows an hurled his blade at her sword, hoping to knock it of her hand. Neither could move, they were trapped in a lock where releasing your grip meant certain death.

OoC: Over-ride is on and I can't go back and fix any typos, hope you're happy with it!

OoC: It's fine. But one thing, would it be alright if you avoided using my character? The comments you spoke for her were a little bit...how shall I say it...not herself?

And also I didn't quite understand the last part of your post, "Neither could move, they were trapped in a lock where releasing your grip meant certain death." Was that speaking literately or are they actually that way?

BiC:

Almost instantly after discovering there'd been another who'd apparently been following her for a while now a fight had commenced between the two her weapon's drawn swiftly, as she brought them forward in a sort of defensive stance. It seemed whoever this person was she was facing they were a lot stronger than her despite her speed being greater; of course that did give her a slight advantage as was proven once she dodged multiple offensive strikes from her new foe. It was certain, his power exceeded her own by far, and for now she could put up with it...that is until her energy was slowly eroded away by her each darting movement escaping a fatal blow delivered by her adversary's sword.

Even though she'd been clutching tightly to her left-handed Katana it was forcefully knocked away by Nathan's sword being hauled at her own as once again her hand was exposed to the frost-bitten air nipping somewhat tauntingly at her skin, not that the blade's hilt had been warming it up any, no, it had also been cold, but lesser than that of the atmosphere. Her eyes merely shot a quick half-second glance at her Katana as it buried itself under the soft snow below her own feet a few meters away, her gaze switching back on Nathan. He had no weapon now, and she did not to mention her own advantage. Of course the battle hadn't even been going on for more than a few moments now, and it had already come to a short pause. Neither knew what the other's thoughts were although it was pretty much predictable. Each needed their weapons to continue; even when Isaku had her other, her skills depended on two, and totally unlearnt with merely using one set her aback somewhat.

The two's gazes were fixed together no movements following frozen to their spots merely glaring at their opponent, as the falling snow whipped around them playfully alongside the chilly breeze which had decided to so suddenly conjured onto them. It wouldn't last forever though, one of them had to move, wouldn't they? Or would each just exchange a glare with the other? Surely not.

Biting her lip down lightly Isaku moved her foot back, her mind still visualising the resting place of her other Katana. It would be a very quick and short movement to once again obtain it, but there was always the chance of her opposer taking an offensive movement on her unexpectedly, and taking ahold of the upper hand.

OoC: I had this picture in my head of the two clashing against eachother, both pushing their blades agaisnt the other. Basically if one loosened their grip the other could push forward and slice. Sorry, I'll try not to use your character too much, but I'm still going to have to talk about her fighting.

BiC: Seconds grew to minutes with neither of the two moving a muscle. Nate willed himself to avert his eyes from Isaku but couldn't do it. "One sudden move and you could be dead, you've seen her speed." He would just have to wait for her to pick up her own sword, he wasn't going to kill a girl from behind anyway. He noticed Isaku edging closer to her left katana. He did the same and took slow steps towards his sword that lay not too far off the soft snow. She suddenly broke out into a rush to grab her katana and Nate did so too, mimicking her.

Isaku grabbed her katana way before Nate even reached his sword and lashed towards him. Nate caught his blade just in time and managed to hold it up defensively. It worked and he lived another moment in the harsh terrain. She relaxed her strength on him and he had a chance to get up. The odds were even again, agility versus strength, an everlasting battle. But there was something Isaku didn't count on, "Thunder!" Nathan cried and a bolt flew down from the sky striking her. She seemed stunned and wobbled around shakily but soon recovered.
"I can do a few tricks too," with those words Isaku summoned a clock of shadow that engulfed Nate. Although he couldn't see it, Isaku had been sort of weakened by casting her spell. With Nate's vision completely covered it was time for Isaku to strike. She threw a couple of needles that landed on Nate's arm. He cried out in pain as the veil wore off and he saw the blood seeping from his right elbow.

"You'll pay for that," he said,his voice thick with disdain. "I'm a little bit warmed up from aour little spat and I just may be able to work my pistol properly. He took his pistol out from his waist and lay his finger on the trigger. Still wobbly, but not at all as bad as before. "Don't want to waste bullets so I'll just save it for later when I'm really heated up!" The clash of swords began again as beofre, with Nate lashing out recklesslyand Isaku parrying and dodging with relative ease. A new strategy was in order or Nate would be completely run down.