Nothing, but rocky terrains for miles, and a cold breeze that would send chills down one's spine. It was late at night, and majority of the animals that called this place home were at rest within caves, or other warm places....save for those who stalked at night. Billions of stars illuminated the dark sky, bring some light to the place. This area was void of any human, or humanoid life....
Save for one.
A man sat there on the top of a large rock formation, his chin resting upon his knees, and arms wrapped around his legs. He looked out into the distance with his crimson, black slit eyes, lowered a bit. The man's midnight black hair danced to the rhythm of the winds that blew by from time to time, making it even messier than it already was. It was cold, and he hated the cold. Despite his constant training, this man could never truly work around it, but he would still try. He was visibly shaking, but the expression on his face showed that this irritating temperature was the furthest from his mind. He just couldn't get what happened that day out of his head.
The day the North Capitol was attacked....
This man nearly killed another who didn't deserve it. Sure, that Saiyan didn't die, but he could have if it wasn't for that little miracle he managed to pull off. "....What's wrong with me?" he groaned to himself before burying his face into his knees. He wanted to protect people, protect this planet, but he's been doing more harm than good. Perhaps it would just be best for him to freeze out here in this...
[Thread PL: 30,793 | Heavy Weights on, weighted PL: 7,698 | Marcel Law]
"Alright, this place should do." With soft steps, the Kitsune landed on one of the many large stone formations that dotted the landscape of the highlands - and nearly stumbled over thanks to the incredibly heavy boots she was wearing. With a muttered curse, she regained her composure, fixing the heavy detachable sleeves and top she was wearing slightly. The magic she had cast on them was holding out quite nicely, but that did mean they weighted more than most modern cars. Looking over the wasteland, she took notice of the area's many strange stone formations... Yes, this would do nicely as a new training ground to get some more battle experience with non mid-air and flat ground battles. Of course, she'd need to actually call up one of her training partners... She was about to mentally reach out to her rival and best friend, Levlidian, when a sudden jolt stopped her.
There was an energy signature not too far from here! And not a weak one, either. The opposite, in fact. Nodding to herself, the young woman concentrated - and shifted her body into that of a small fox, her clothing disappearing into her form without a trace. In this shape, she lacked the Ki signature of a warrior, and was instead simply an animal to anyone with the ability to sense energy - and quicker than any actual fox, she disappeared between the rocks, making her way closer to the unknown aura.
The one that sat at the center of it... actually looked rather interesting, all things considered. His clothing was of a style she didn't know, but it fit him quite well. He looked like the dark and brooding type in some ways, but still seemed way, WAY more approachable than her teacher, so that didn't worry her... Looking at him from underneath a brown and dead piece of brush, the fox's red eyes made any mistake impossible. He was the cause of this energy, no doubt... But he seemed rather... cold? Not a surprise. Only her own training even further north in the highlands had made her able to stand the cold of this wasteland at night, and even she had to consistently actually DO something or it would get to her.
Something seemed to be troubling the individual, and once more, Hinawa thought back to her meeting with Aina. You just never found anyone with supernatural powers that wasn't being constantly haunted by guilt, anger or something similar. Tragedy was the catalyst of power, a fact that she despised. If this guy kept just sitting here, he could probably freeze to death - and while she didn't know him, the fox-girl didn't want that to happen to him. So, quickly and quietly, the fox came closer - but without making any attempts at hiding. The golden-brown fox with the red eyes walked straight up to the man with his head on his knees.
"You're going to kill yourself if you just sit here, you know."
Sitting on a rock in front of him, the fox suddenly spoke, seeming like something straight out of a wild tale about spirits and ghosts. The fact that the eyes of the animal were slowly shifting from red to blue also didn't help make her look any less mystical.
Marcel looked up to the dark sky. He sighed a bit while continuing. Usually, a small smile would accompany him during his sky gazing, but the 'pain'....and shivering was just too much for him that he can't even enjoy this pleasant planet he called home. The hybrid began to hear scurrying close by, but didn't pay it any mind as there were bound to be wildlife still roaming around at this time. A fox suddenly bounced up onto the formation Marcel was on, and looked at him. Law looked back with his own red eyes, but not all surprise about this creature's sudden appearance. Perhaps it was just curious...or hungry.
But then it spoke....
With an eyebrow raised, Marcel sat there, quietly for a few seconds before finally speaking himself. "I'm...aware of that...and can handle it." he continued to watch the fox, a puzzled expression on his face while still shivering. This was the first he'd ever see an ANIMAL talking! Sure there were those zoanthropes, but this was just a plain ol fox...whose eyes shifted from red to blue. He just sat there, blinking a few times. "Th-thank you for your concern, but what of you?" he continued, trying not to think of the fact that he is talking to a fox....THAT TALKS BACK. "I'm not completely knowledgeable on...foxes, but I'm sure that they wouldn't survive out here in this cold neither, no offense that is." he claimed as his eyes shifted away from the animal, his confused look slowly reverting back to sadness.
"Besides, I'm a lost cause. I deserve to freeze out here..." he claimed, once again remembering about those events. He closed his eyes, and took another deep breathe as he lowered his chin back to his knees, having nothing else to what he's starting to believe to be just an illusion brought along from this cold temperature, and his negative thoughts. Perhaps it will disappear once he opens his eyes again.
"If I was an ordinary fox, this place would be pretty dangerous for me at night..."
The fox chuckled slightly, as she tilted her head and looked at the strange man. He seemed rather sad and most... And self-loathing. Poor guy... She kinda wanted to see him a bit happier. He already looked somewhat cute, and if she kept just hanging around muscleheads like Lev and Emer, she might end up developing a liking for THAT kind of physique. Getting the two out of her head for a while would also be nice... So she set her new goal: Get to know this young man closer, and get him to stop this moping. That might take a little bit, but she'd try... And of course, she'd mess with him the whole time! Speaking to him as a fox already did that partially, she knew that bewildered, confused reaction, even if his was more subdued.
As he looked back down and closed his eyes for a moment, Hinawa took her chance. Her body quickly morphed without a sound - and suddenly, a human-like girl was sitting on the rock opposite to the young man, one of her legs pulled up with her chin resting on it. Her rather light clothing - especially with the exposed midriff - seemed entirely out of place in this environment. With her human form came the end of her suppression, revealing her true strength even though she was still keeping her fox-ears and tail hidden. She wanted to see him guess a bit about what she really was - she hadn't done that in a while...
"You don't seem that lost of a cause, really. You sure you just wanna die?" Reaching out her right hand, Hinawa used her unique Ki manipulation techniques to create a pale blue, dancing flame on her hand, generating and radiating some heat for the two sitting in the cold night. Hinawa looked almost friendly, though the utterly confusing way in which she had arrived here, together with a ghost-like flame, certainly helped make her seem anything but normal. "So, what happened? Girlfriend dumped you? Lost your job? Accidentally blew up a warehouse?" asking in a slightly mocking, but still concerned and warm tone, she awaited the reaction of the stranger.
"Hmm, you must not be an ordinary fox then." the hybrid jabbed a bit, his tone still a bit down, eyes still closed. "N-not that there is anything wrong with that." he quickly added, not wanting to sound mean. He wiggled his nose a bit as the woman transformed, fighting back a potential sneeze. Suddenly, the hybrid would feel a sudden burst of ki right in front of him, causing the man to squint his closed eyes before slowly opening them. There he saw a blonde young woman sitting right in front of him where the fox once was. Even more puzzled then ever, Law couldn't help, but just look the woman in the eyes as confused as ever, his chin slowly raising off of his knee. While she spoke, claiming that the man wasn't a lost cause before creating a blue fire for them out of her ki, he just stood there...frozen in confusion. Was she a human this whole time? Was he imaging her as a fox this whole time?
Then it happened....
The hybrid quickly tilted his head to the side, and sneezed, couldn't hold it back any more, nor did he wanted to sneeze on her. He was also sent flying off of the formation not due to the force of the sneeze, but rather being caught off guard by it...and this. As he was plummeting towards the ground, Marcel quickly corrected himself, and began to fly, floating back up while looking down at the woman. Once he landed, the hybrid glanced away, cheeks illuminating red from the embarrassment of what just happened. "I'm...you don't...." he tried to think of a response for the woman's earlier comment, but couldn't due to what just happened. "...Hmmm." he hummed, rubbing the back of his head nervously before sitting back down, eyes still averted from her. What she would say next certainly wasn't going to help Marcel a single bit.
His face glowed even brighter as the woman mentioned 'girlfriend' while his expression remained calm. "I never had a...girlfriend...." he awkwardly confessed. He was never good with women, not at the least. He was in his early twenties, but acted like a teen who was just now discovering girls. "Nor has any of those other stuff happened...." he added, glancing over to the fire. The blue color coming from these flames added an eerie tone to it that was oddly comforting as well. He looked at it for a bit before bringing his attention to the woman. She seemed like someone who wasn't here to do harm, someone he could probably trust, someone....cute, not really understanding why he thought of that last part....
"I...." his eyes once again shifted away from her. "....almost got someone innocent...killed."
Aw, she made him flustered - and she gave him a sneeze that knocked him off of his seat! She actually got worried for a split second before he flew back up - it wouldn't be the first time she met someone very strong that couldn't fly... But no, he definitely could fly, as he sat back down on the rocks. He really was kinda cute, actually... especially that embarrassed look to the side. A slightly evil grin was on her face for a split second - oh, she'd have fun with him while trying to help him for sure now. Especially when he gave her more ammunition. Never had a girlfriend? Well, she never had a boyfriend, but he didn't know that yet. Oh, the teasing he'd have to endure from now on!
Maybe she should ask the guy out later, just to mess with him more. And hey, he was good looking for once, unlike pretty much every other man in her life. However, him finally telling her why he was just sitting out here wanting to freeze to death wiped the grin from her face... That was a pretty big bombshell. She had killed before - but no innocents, of course. Not even by accident, though she had endangered them callously in the past, only barely avoiding their deaths. In short, she was far from a good person, but this guy seemed to be a genuinely nice guy... And really torn up about this. Great, how was she supposed to say words of encouragement to that? But she couldn't just leave this guy here to freeze!
"Well, that's a few magnitudes worse than what I thought. Guess you're off the hook for being single for now." She had to get SOME humor in here or the dark gloomy atmosphere might just choke out her summoned flame. She actually increased the size of it a bit, giving them more pale blue light and warmth - she assumed that she might be here for a little while longer. Sometimes, being a nice person really did take a lot of sacrifice, but that's what she wanted to try and be - a better person.
"Important part is, you didn't get whoever that innocent was killed in the end. So instead of freezing your important bits off, why don't you tell me what happened? I may not look like it, but I'm a pretty damn good martial artist. I can give you some pointers on better controlling your power, because ho boy, your energy signature is through the roof."
His sights still set off her, Marcel sat there in silence after getting those painful words out, every word feeling like poison that burned his throat. He just sat there, shivering despite the small flame that was placed there between the two which crackled, the only thing here making any noise besides the breeze that came by from time to time. The silence finally broke as the woman began to speak, her words not really hitting him until a few seconds later.
"Ye- Wait, wh-what?" he shyly said, looking back to her. What did she mean by that? Letting him off the hook for being...single? Did he do something wrong by not having a...girlfriend. Though, she wasn't wrong about this being a 'few magnitudes worse' Most people would probably get over this easier, but Marcel wasn't like most people. He watched as the flame between them grew bigger, and brighter, slowly his shivering went away, making way for the embracing warmth of this beautiful fire. He stared at it while the young lady spoke once more in her attempt to comfort, and reassure the hybrid, looking up to her as she mentioned his...'important bits'
This complete stranger was willing to listen to the man's story? To find out what exactly happened? To....help? Though, she could just be some nosy woman who only wanted to look for something to gossip about instead of help, or....maybe she knows that very person he almost killed, and wanted revenge!!
There was something about her however, other than her impressive amount of power, ability to turn into a...fox, and her captivating face. Despite her little jokes, she seemed to actually care for this stranger, and maybe she was worried. Marcel is the type who wanted to see the good in people before anything else, so he began to speak, looking back at the flames. "A few days ago, I'm not sure if you've heard, but the North Capitol was under attack by a demon. A group of fighters, one of them being myself went in to stop this crisis....to stop this monster. Wanting to finish this quickly, I stunned the demon, so that another could finish him off...but..." he looked up to her, his eyes glued to hers. "...I didn't take in account one of the other fighters who was already up close, and engaging the enemy. That poor Saiyan...was caught in the stun as well, and another fired off their attack to finish the demon off...not caring about who else got caught in the blast it seems...." he claimed, his tone a bit aggressive at the last part.
"The two were hit, and the demon was vanquished, and miraculously the Saiyan main it out alive." he said, not adding how the Saiyan made it out with the use of that strange golden aura.
"You are correct, the man is still alive, but the fact is, he could have died....and it would have all been on me. I've trained for years all to protect this planet I call home, as well as the people who too resided here, not to place them in more danger...." he looked back down at the flames before snickering a bit at how much he was talking. "My apologies for the lengthy chatter...My name is Marcel." he nodded his head down some as if he were bowing. "Marcel Law. What about you, if you don't mind me asking?" he looked back up to her with a small smile, attempting to lighten up the mood some despite his current problems.
"Oh, and I could tell that you are a fighter." he looked at her. "Not from your ki, but just from how you act along with your physique. One could learn a lot about another just from peering into their eyes...though that isn't always a wise method." he shook his head a bit.
"Yeah, I heard about that demon's attack. By the time I got there it was all already over. But please, continue." listening intently, she nodded when the demon was mentioned. The sudden, incredibly dark jolt of energy had been enough to be noticed by her, but she had never been the fastest flier - by the time she got to the North Capitol, nobody really remained from the conflict, and she had only heard what happened from confused and scared civilians and normal rescue workers. Truthfully, she had been thankful - the energies being thrown around back there had been way, way too massive for her to compete, and she could've simply gotten herself killed. She had that persistent annoying habit of trying to save those weaker than herself even when it endangered her own life... Sometimes she wished to go back to those old days where the entire world could've burned without her caring even a little bit.
...Wait, a Saiyan? She was certain that one of the energies she had felt was... Ah great. She had to actively fight to suppress the facepalm that she wanted to give right now, if her suspicion was correct. Of course it was just a hunch, but she had DEFINITELY felt Levlidian's energy in that area before she had arrived, and by that time it had vanished.
"So in the heat of the moment, you didn't think each option through - and it almost lead to someone getting blown into tiny chunks. Hey, that Saiyan wouldn't happen to have very messy black hair that stands a bit upwards, a few scars in his face and multiple on his arms and chest? Cause if so, I'm gonna bet it was Levlidian. He has a talent for getting himself into danger like that." Recapping the events how she saw them, she tried to get confirmation if it had been Lev that was almost pulverized. If Lev was actually dead, she'd be teaching Marcel's head what getting pounded into stone felt like, but if he just ended up hurt, then she actually thought the one that fired the actually destructive blast was a lot more responsible for him just getting hurt. Technically the same would be true in the case of death, but Hinawa wasn't exactly a rational person when it came to dealing with her friends possibly dying.
She simply shook her head a bit, but still had at least a small smile left. "If you've trained for that long, then throwing it all away is a disservice to yourself and to the guy you hurt, no matter who it was. Instead, learn to keep a cooler head in a fight, and train even harder. Develop a new technique to avoid hitting your allies, make it workable in close range and also close in. Get better aim, find a way to get your ally out of the way. Many options, all just waiting to be explored." Nodding, confident in her own words, she smirked a bit.
"Huh... You're the first person in quite a while to notice that I have the body of a martial artist. Its appreciated, I hate being underestimated. I'm Hinawa Hyoukai, last of my clan." Nodding with some new respect for him, she was quite pleased to see that she at least had the right impression on some people. "You've already got a discerning eye, then. So what do you think your problem is? Recklessness, being too hectic in a fight, or something else?"
Marcel nervously scratched the side of his cheek as the woman summarized the man's actions. "Y-Yeah, pretty much." he replied a bit hesitantly. Putting it the way she did just made him feel even stupider than he already felt. Then she would begin to describe the Saiyan, describing the guy. The hybrid's eyes widened some as he noticed how spot on she was with this Saiyan. "Yes, that is correct..." he nodded once. She then put a name on this mysterious Saiyan, Levilidian. Perhaps Marcel wasn't far off when considering that this woman was here for revenge....
She would describe how that guy had a habit of getting into trouble, but all Marcel could think about was how angry this woman possibly could be right now, trying to hide it under a casual/concerned appearance. He didn't know the relationship those two may have, but he wasn't going to take this lightly. "Oh..." he looked down as the woman finished talking. He felt even worse now because of this, and wouldn't even blame this stranger for wanting to beat him into the ground. He'd most likely even let her if that were the case since he did come out here to freeze his butt off after all. "I'm sorry about your....I suppose, friend?" the hybrid's tone was sincere though he wasn't sure what the relationship between those two were. They could have been family, friends....or lovers even. How she spoke of him certainly could mean any of those. He would be lying if he didn't think that guy was reckless as well however, going in with such a low power level against someone who could obliterate him in a second. A faint smile appeared on Law's face before going away, thinking about how he was no different. The hybrid would throw his life on the line as well if it was meant to save others. He admired people like that, even if it was unbelievably, incredibly stupid....
The hybrid was cut from his thoughts, and returned his attention back to the lady as she spoke some more. He listened to her advice, all of it being true. She had a point, he didn't train all those years just to simply throw it all away in a day. He had a duty to keep to the world, and his stepfather. Marcel nodded at the woman's advice, a small smile appearing on his face. Seems she wasn't here to kill him after all.
A bit surprised about the being the only one to notice her physique, Marcel raised an eyebrow before nodding. "A pleasure to meet you, Hinawa Hyoukai. I'm actually quite surprised. It didn't take me long to notice, and also thank you." he added. He thought of her question. What was the problem back then at the Capitol....? "Well...I just wanted it to end quickly before anyone else was killed....I acted rashly, and instead almost costed this Levilidian his life..." he looked towards the flames, the blue light illuminating off of both parties.
Hinawa lazily waved with her free hand and grinned at his thanks for her help. "Lev's my regular pain in the ass AND best friend, so I'm just glad he didn't get himself killed. And don't mention that I just told you that to him, or I'll never hear the end of it." They were already teasing each other constantly, she didn't need to give the Saiyan yet another reason to do so. "And no worries, this is kind of what I do nowadays. Help people center themselves. Really, at this point, I should just open a spirit arts school... If you had told me that this is what I'd be doing three years ago, I would've laughed in your face."
With a bemused smirk, the fox-girl thought about what he had told her now about the fight. Acting rashly to protect others was admirable in concept, at least. Overlooking a crucial detail such as battle positions, though, was a different thing entirely. She herself wasn't too well-versed in multi-people brawls, sadly - all of her real fights had always been against single opponents. Those single opponents often had enough power to count as armies in and of themselves, but it still meant she only ever had to deal with a single one.
"Alright, the issue is pretty simple in concept at least. In your drive to protect you instead almost caused the opposite, all because you acted too rashly and impatient. That's a natural reaction for people with less battle experience, fear, or those too impulsive to come up with strategies in the middle of a fight. Don't take it personally if you're any of those, I've had a bit of each interfere with myself before." Crossing her legs while sitting on her stone, she continued. "You could get better at it through experience. Or... I could teach you a little trick about meditation in the middle of a fight. Definitely helps with keeping your focus. Technically allows you to learn magic like mine, too." She nodded towards the blue flame in her hand.
"But I've noticed your power - I doubt you have much use for fire magic. The meditation technique isn't anything supernatural in and of itself - it simply helps keep one's mind clear and free. So, interested?"
"The offer is tempting, but I believe I should be on my way." Marcel claimed as he got up. "I appreciate the advice." he would say before floating off of the rock, and began to fly away with a small wave.
(I'm sorry about the short post, and having to end this abruptly. What do you want for your reward?)
So his suspicions of Hinawa, and this Lev person being in some form of relationship was true. Best friends....Law couldn't help, but smile a bit while she spoke. A bond between two people is something to never take lightly. He loved seeing others get along, especially when it came to friends, families, and couples even. Marcel had someone he thought of as a best friend. A red Majin by the name of Shemha, but he doubted she thought the same which really didn't matter to him. She was the first he admitted to being part demon to, and she even offered to help him conquer his inner 'demons' which he hasn't had to worry about in awhile. The hybrid owes her a lot, but has yet to properly pay her back.
He'd listen to the blonde explain his situation, shaking his head a bit as she told him to not take any of what she said personally, trying to reassure her that he understood. Her advice of getting better in these situations by experience made sense, and seemed like the perfect thing to do, but what really caught his attention with an eyebrow raised was this meditation during battle technique she spoke of. "I've used meditation for a source of many things. It was something my stepfather taught me, but never has he ever taught me to meditate in the middle of a battle..." he claimed, shaking his head some before a soft chuckle escaped his mouth. "But then again, I don't think he ever wanted me to get into fights, teaching me about self defense mostly."
"Though, magic is something that really intrigues me." he said. Marcel has come to learn that Demons also practiced magic, finding it strange that he didn't have the ability to use it himself. He half Saiyan, and half Demon, but yet it felt like he had no perks, or qualities from either side other than his demonic eyes, and dark aura. "I would be honored to learn this meditation technique from someone such as yourself, as well as the magic if you don't mind." he'd bow his upper body a bit with a hand on his chest before smiling softly.
He was beginning to feel hope, but was this going to be enough?
So he wanted to learn... She really should get a full school in order for this eventually, so many people and fighters could benefit from just being able to keep a clear head. And that didn't even include those like Marcel who also wished to learn magic! Though truthfully, her magic right now was limited to just summoning flames. She'd have to work on that. With a smirk, Hinawa nodded - dropping her second disguise in the process, revealing her fox ears and tail, which swished through the air behind her excitedly. "Very well! I'll teach you. For magic, though... don't expect miracles from me. I'm practically a novice at anything that isn't just Zoanthrope shifting... or summoning fire." The young woman nodded towards the flames dancing over her hand.
"If you already know the basis of meditation, then this should actually be pretty easy for you. Its all a question of repetition, you see. The more often you do it, the easier and faster it gets. Now, to start you off - Regulate your breathing, empty your mind! The usual, really." As if to demonstrate, Hinawa sat up straight in a meditative pose, letting the blue flame she had summoned disappear in the process. The icy cold temperatures began to return, but if Marcel had as much talent as Lev and experience beforehand, then he'd soon be the one to summon forth fire. "Imagine a void, if you will. Filled with nothing, at the center of a fire. That void is your self, your conscious mind. This void is constantly being rippled and influenced by the fire - the fire is the rest of your mind. Emotion, memory, stray thought. As you toss away your thoughts and clear your head, you become the void in full. Everything that distracts you is left outside, in the fire, the melting pot of your soul. Concentrate on that, generate the void."
Instructing him as she did the same, Hinawa's Ki flared up - at first in the usual, slightly wild manner of Ki, then becoming a controlled, pale blue glow. "Your void is your center. The fire around it, is your Ki - for your Ki is the power of your self. It might take you a little bit at first, but try to control your energy like I control mine."
Hopefully, she wouldn't have to resort to the more 'intimate' methods she had used on Levlidian - but that depended solely on how much mental baggage Marcel was carrying around. For herself, without any instructions, learning meditation like this had taken months. If he already had experience, all he'd have to learn is how to control his Ki through the concept of the calm mind.
Marcel continued to smile at Hinawa after his answer. She was willing to help the hybrid out, and he truly appreciated it. Not many people would come along, and do the same. Plus, he would also be learning some magic from this lovely lady, a concept that both intrigued, and escaped the man. Shortly after, Marcel would notice two things sticking out of the top of Hinawa's head, and something swishing around behind her. He looked up above her head then looked down tilting his head a bit with an eyebrow raised. He didn't think too much about it considering she did come to him as a fox at first. Perhaps she was just showing off her transformation abilities. Though, her appearance reminded him of that one demon/zoantrhope hybrid he met back in town named, Astaroth except her fur was white instead of yellow. Now that he thought about it....Hinawa, and that Astaroth woman did seem to have similarities when it came to personality, and both used a form of magic.
Unlike Astaroth however, Hinawa wasn't evil....maybe. They are also both cute...why was he thinking about these sort of stuff. Now with his cheeks glowing red while rubbing the back of his head, Marcel listened to Hinawa who claimed she will teach him! "Oh, I don't mind. You seem to be quite skilled at those two abilities, and I wouldn't mind learning those." he'd nod. At this point, any form of magic would have been fine with him, so long as it could help him on his quest to protect others, and the ability to generate fire, and transform has many uses in the hybrid's mind....plus he could get away with being in the cursed cold without having to suffer from it...
But for now, it was time to further his meditating abilities from the looks of it. As the blonde hybrid got up to demonstrate, the fire she had created would disappear, causing that damn cold to return in full force.... Marcel wrapped his arms around himself to try, and keep warm as Hinawa talked. After some teeth chattering, Marcel slowly got up to his feet, and tried doing the same, still visibly shaking like a baby. The man did what she said, and cleared his mind....save for the thought of how freaking cold it was out here! He continued to try however, but just couldn't get the same result as Hinawa.
He didn't know why the cold weakened his will so much....
"Don't praise me too hard, or I might make you take me out for dinner. And I can eat more than a Saiyan. Now, focus." Grinning a bit at his comment about her magic, she couldn't deny that being a teacher was quite fun, really. Opening her eyes fully, she made sure to keep a close watch as the black haired young man started his meditation... Yeah, he actually DID look kind of cute. That scar wasn't even that bad, really. His control was impressive... at least compared to her own and Levlidian's control, and really, neither of them were a good comparison for control and focus. In many ways, she was more aggressive and reckless than a Saiyan, after all.
Tilting her head slightly, she noticed that he was... shaking? The cold was really getting to him, apparently. Normally, a good meditation result meant being able to ignore the cold to a certain extent - but she was also used to way, WAY colder temperatures. Expecting the same of him would be callous and crazy, if he was new to training in this harsh environment. Not everyone could be like her and start training in an even colder area than this without preparation. So she stood up, making sure to not make a sound, and floated off the ground. Floating towards Marcel, she circled around him a bit, looking at the relatively good-looking man from each side.
"The cold is getting to you." A simple statement - there was no question needed. Floating back to be in front of him, she could think of multiple things to do - but simply summoning fire again wasn't the solution here. She'd tire herself out if she tried keeping her Ki raised for too long - the last time she kept her Ki at maximum for hours it had knocked her into such a weakened state that she had to rely on Levlidian to even move and not freeze to death herself! Damn it, if only Lev was a bit better looking and had a mind for something besides fighting... No, focus. She had to teach Marcel now.
"Wait here and keep trying. It can take half a day or longer till you get it." Giving some instructions to her newest student, Hinawa flew off - grabbing a few dry brushes, the Kitsune ripped them straight from the ground and carried them back to the stone formations they had been sitting on, piling more and more up between them. Finally, she summoned forth a tiny spark of flame, and ignited their makeshift bonfire. A smile crept to her face - the warmth was nice, even if she could deal with the cold far better than Marcel.
"Now, keep focus. Empty your conscious mind to take control of your unconscious thoughts."