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[Hiei]

Hiei stared at her, she seemed in another place as he kept one hand firm around her wrist, the other flat out so she could place the other half of the key on it. He stared down to her, well up. But it had been in a demeaning manner.

He stared to her as he watched her hands go under her shirt, he averted his eyes. He wasn’t some pervert. Who did he look like, Kuwabara? No he had some decency too look away. Besides he really didn’t want to see her grope herself. A look of pure disgust had been on his face, as she did so. He let go of her wrist, and his other hand closed tightly around the key. He looked to her, it better have been the real one.

He grabbed his necklace, that the other key had been on. Placing the key he took from her own it also. He then placed his hands around his neck, and tied it loosely around his neck. He walked to where he threw off his shirt placing it on. Stupid human, that must have been the first smart thing she’s done for the past three days he’s been with her.

He placed on his shirt, even though it had been black and attracted heat, he didn’t mind, as the shirt hid the key’s,(the key’s were on a long enough neck lace string that it would go down to his chest. )He looked to her, and started to walk off, at a quick pace. Implying that she should come. He wanted to go half way up the mountain before night fall. But the sun had been already setting, and unless the girl could run as fast as he could, they would never make it.

He wanted to get to the middle of the mountain, because he heard there had been a stream there, that ran down the mountain. He hadn’t caught the scent of any water anywhere. Unless they had been that far away from the middle of the mountain. But at the stream he could get fresh water and he could hunt. That’s where he wanted to set up camp for the night. He knew human’s could only push so far. A fully energized human was still weak, but it was stronger then one that was about to pass out.

His gaze went to the girl, as he jumped over a fallen log. Yup, weak.

[Ambrie]

Ambrie got to her feet, feeling a bit light headed at the move but she pushed it aside and started after him once she grabbed her pack, muttering something incoherent about Hitler and the Cherokee migration and shot him a glare when he looked back at her. She still did not feel comfortable with this. How in the world was she even going to complain now!? She didn’t have anything to dangle over his head!

The next few hours were spent in relative silence by her. It took a great deal of concentration just to stay awake. Her head was throbbing, her muscles ached, her right sock was soaked in blood where her shoe had been constantly rubbing and it caused her to whimper every now and then. And the whole walk was, of course, uphill. She did notice how cool it was getting. And by cool I mean cold. It hadn’t been like that the past few nights. But at least that meant they were covering ground.

Her arms were wrapped snuggly around themselves, small shoulders risen, as she tiredly watched her breath spray a fine white mist into the night. The stars were shining in the sky; you could see them now that the canopy had thinned. And their weak beams glazed down on her hair and shoulders, reflecting off them in a majestic silver glow and her eyes seemed to smolder. But even her shivering was weak. And Ambrie wished it would just stop so she could save the energy…eyes closing and she stumbled every now and then, hair falling softly in her face.

Somewhere close by the sound of rushing water could be heard. But it didn’t register in her mind; it was past closing hours. She couldn’t go much farther like this...

”Hiei...” She murmured, pleadingly.

OOC:// Well what do you know…I modified! I was going to use the hole as a reference tool for an introduction of one of my old time characters onto this site and possibly, for here, throw a bit of a plot twist. Then I realized I didn’t have his basics saved and its late and I'm sleepy and so totally not going to do the whole thing tonight...

I blame you for this!

[Hiei]

He could smell her blood in the air. Human blood, bleh. Of course he would threaten to eat humans. But really, he prefered to stay away from the junk food. Humans? They were especially junk food. It was rather disgusting to be honest. He had tried human once, and it tasted like he was eating pure fat. He shuttered at the thought. As he walked. Well, he would rather have the human rest then fight hordes of demons, his train of thought was ruined when the scent of water filled his nostrils.

He turned quickly, so fast she couldn’t realize until she saw the colors blend in around her. Hiei had grabbed her by her wrist and threw her over his shoulder. He had been running very quickly, so quick that the greens mixed together and ran down like water paint with the brown of the trees, and the black of the background devoured most of it. It would make her stomach do flips, and her eyes to roll back wards. Maybe she wouldn’t be able to hold the food that lay in her stomach.

When he stopped, he had thrown her off of him, and it had been snowing pretty badly; but even through this snow, their had been a river, running down. He stopped and glared at her. He would have been here hours ago. ”Get a fire started, and I will go hunting.” he ordered each word being a wisp of white, that would curl around her face.

Before she could nag, or argue back. Hiei jumped off, he was going to hunt some deer demons. They were like human deer, but.... larger. He stopped in front of a three eyed dear, that resembled much of the one on earth, except it had been sort of albino, red eyes and white fur. It had been beautiful, and it’s great antlers it stared down to Hiei, being about the size of a mini-van.

The deer charged at him. Before Hiei could blink, Hiei had been gone. The deer stopped, and it didn’t get to call out in pain, as it’s head was sliced off. He stared at it, and grabbed it by it’s hind quarters. Deer blood smelled a lot better then human blood. That was for sure. He nodded to himself, as he ran back to the girl. Maybe she would have a fire going, and there was a chance that a demon would attack; she could handle herself. He smirked at the thought.

He got there and threw the deer at her, it would have landed on her. He stared to her. He hopped she knew how to skin and cook a deer.

[Ambrie]

At first Ambrie thought she had finally passed out. But I guess it was the fact that she felt like she'd been tossed on some sick, demented roller coaster that she quickly realized what was going on. "Wah!" Darn it, Hiei! Would it kill him to give even the teeniest warning when he did stuff like that? It felt like they'd left her stomach back where the world wasn't shooting by.

Uuughhhuhggh...

And the next thing she knew, she was face down in the snow.

”Get a fire started, and I will go hunting.”

She sat up, knees bent and ankles partially beneath her, glaring charringly up at mister overly-rough. He'd better run.

A shiver went through her as he disappeared and her mind was left to think on how cold it had become, hands coming up to rest on her upper arms as her eyes swept her surroundings. The snow was falling heavily, the whiteness of their flakes seemingly unphased by the darkness. And aside from the night bugs that nobody ever could quite find, the world was completely silent.

Wait, no it wasn't...

Ambrie turned suddenly, blue eyes round with attentiveness as they locked on the river only a few yards away. She'd been too tired and aggravated at Hiei to notice until now.

She tried to get up, fell, then said the hell with it and just crawled to the edge. She didn't realize how thirsty she'd been until she started to drink and had to stop herself to keep from getting sick. No water could've ever tasted more wonderful than the water you drank when you'd gone without for who-knows-how-long.

Ambrie brought her head up, girlish gasps rushing in and out of her chest as she tried to bring back some oxygen she'd been denying herself in her haste to drink. Then she looked around. Alright, fire wood. Knowing Hiei it'd take him all of two seconds to find and kill something. And if she didn't have a fire going by the time he got back there was bound to be another fuss. And...bleh...Ambrie was too tired.

Miraculously, it didn't take her long to find something dry enough to be flammable and one tiny blast of energy ignited it to a nice size. She closed her eyes as the warmth washed over her, the flames flickering in the night. Finally...relief....she'd been waiting days for this. A tiny sound caught in her ear and she glanced over half-heartedly.

"AAHH!"

-SMACK-

Ambrie suddenly found herself crashing into the snow again, squished under...some ungodly thing. Her head popped out from beneath its belly, like a kitten pushing itself out of the sofa cousins. "Agh! Hiei! You're dead!" She reached for his leg in an absolute rage, couldn't quite reach him, so instead focused on pulling herself from under that monstrous thing, grunting and growling.

She looked back at it after she'd squirmed out, a slight breeze toying with her hair. If it wasn't for its feet Ambrie wouldn't've been able to recognize what it was. That was...the biggest deer she'd ever seen in her life.

"Heh...completely not what I expected." She had been ready to give him the speach for catching something little like a rabbit or gross like...most of the things she'd seen in this world. But I guess we can scratch that now can't we. Hiei did good. "But hey, at least we won't be fighting over scraps." The snow was stained crimson around the deer's neck, as well as a small trail where Ambrie had pulled her foot. But the pain was far, far from her mind. It may've put her in a darn good mood if it weren't for being exhausted.

She got up, a bit wabbly, standing more or less on one foot and she turned to him. "Let me see your sword."

[Hiei]

He had long hopped off to a tree branch as she went to grip his ankles. Pfft. He’d like to see the girl try. He stared down to her, with dark crimson eyes. As if he had been looking down to a spoiled child. So condescending. He crossed his arms, and watched her pitiful attempt to get out from under neath the over sized monstrosity. He smirked, finding it quiet amusing after the third or fourth try, her finally getting out from beneath it.

He looked to her. What did she expect? A rabbit demon? Nothing was small here. He snorted to her. If she didn’t want it. He’d eat it himself. He thought darkly to her, and turned from her, his hair pushing through a soft wind. The spikes would move back, but that was all. He snorted, there would be no fighting over scraps, because if there was scraps he would give it to her. She was already just dead weight.

Then she did it. He asked for his blade. Asking for his blade was like a known pedophile asking to baby sit your three children under ten. Like the pope or something. He spoke, and looked to her, and growled.

no

The ice couldn’t get as cold as his voice went. He jumped down, and shoved his fist into the snow. She could hear a crack, as he pulled out his fist, a large rock was in his hand, he grabbed his weapon and sharpened it, that was around ten minutes of work for him. He snorted. Of course leave it to her, not to have a bloody fucking weapon. Like this was some sort of picnic.

He stared at the rock, shaped into something like a dagger. He inspected it. He wasn’t no crafts man, but he would admit. For amateur this weapon was pretty deadly. He could crush the rock in his hands though, he threw it at her, it went pass her and she heard the ‘chk’ sound of it hitting something.

It had been in the deers neck. He stared at her, and walked to the fire, leaning against a tree. ”Let’s hope you cook better then you fight.”

[Ambrie]

She glared at him oddly with one brow slightly lower than the other, hands rested loosely on the ledge of her hips. Oh, oohhhh! Excuse her. That was Hiei’s toy. The fact that he would rather spend the next…oh…however large amounts of time out of their lives sharpening a rock to skin the deer with as opposed to just giving her his sword and take 5 minutes just somehow struck her as…pretty darn funny.

She stared laughing. Not a big laugh by any means, but more of a sad…“I’m going to die here aren’t I?” kind of laugh. It wasn’t that anything was particularly funny so much as she was just at the point that she had a need to freak out in some way. ”How are you not TIRED?” Couldn’t we just take a short cut out of necessity? He acted the same exact way he had when she’d first run across him – DAYS ago. Ambrie understood that some warriors were emotionally attached to their weapons. It was their sacred thing. But it was going on four freakin’ days, man!

”You’re so – ugh!” Just ugh. She threw up her hands and turned to walk off. ”I’ll be right back.”

She went to find some sticks to use to set the meat up over the fire. You know, the two tall sticks that had the Y-like top, and the long stick that you shishkabobed the meat and set on top of them to cook? Those kind. It seemed Ambrie got back just in time for that stupid rock to narrowly miss her head as he threw it against the deer neck so close it made her question what he was really aiming for.

Her eyes rolled at his comment. ”You haven’t even seen me fight,” She threw the sticks at him as a sort of 1/10th payback and went to pull out the…what we’re calling a “dagger” I guess, out of the deer. ”which is exactly why you’re still alive;" She smiled, "you'd better watch yourself.” Where in the world she got the energy to play Ambrie had no clue. But by the time she finished her butchering job and had the meat situated over the fire, she was a lot colder than she should’ve been while slicing through warm, fresh kill and it leeched any trace of a good mood she may’ve had right out of her.

”Gross…” She muttered, the thought more clearly interpreted on her face than her speech, as she went to wash off her arms in the river. She limped back to the fire, shivering. But it wasn’t long before she threw down her backpack on the wet ground to sit on, and started pulling off that boot that’d been driving her insane for the past several hours.

It wasn’t quite as easy as she thought it’d be. The first tug shot a white-hot shock of pain straight up her spine and she winced. ”…I heard you used to work with the last spirit detective. I believe his name was…Yusuke?” She muttered to Hiei, trying to distract her mind. Soft, bird-like whimpers broke through her attempts at suppressing them every now and then as she eased it off. ”Apparently you guys were quite the foursome until they all went back to human world.” Ha, finally. She put her boot beside her as well as that sock, bloody from the hole in her ankle. Ambrie grabbed what was left of the bandages in her backpack, then glanced up at Hiei. ”Why didn’t you?”

[Hiei]

”Cook the food and shut up.”

It was an order he had not been asking. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes, which would make her think he had been asleep. His muscles were tight and he just ignored most of her blabbering. All she did was nag, how any one could actually stay with her was beyond him. No wonder why she had been alone.

He opened his eyes as she said she would be right back. He watched where she was walking. Demons could come out at any time now, and a” be right back” could translate to, “free buffet” why she did not realize this had been beyond him, he knew this much so far.

He looked to her, him worry about her? The only human he should have worried about killing him is that Yusuke. He snorted at the fact. How long had it been since the team, three years? No four. It had been four years, he had to leave. He was a demon and those humans fuck up everything. Especially the red headed one, the idiot. He pray to god Yukina didn’t breed with it...

”You sure ask a lot of questions, shut up and cook.” he hissed to her acidly, and watched the flames dance under the meat, as it roasted. There she was with that bleeding again, really how much does a human bleed before it dies?

He smirked at the thought. This girl was annoying, and he was questioning why he didn’t just leave now.

[Ambrie]

Ambrie looked at him for a moment, expectantly. Then she just sighed and went back to what she was doing and tried very hard to sit on her curiosity and...slightly hurt feelings. "Sorry," Such a stupid little word that was, so hard to make come out, "I wasn't trying to make you mad..."

She tied her bandage. Ambrie couldn't afford for him to be mad at her. A part of her felt scolded and wanted to just stay quiet like he'd said but...she just wished she knew why he was such a jerk. "Probably because he knows what I wanted him for." She thought, remembering her little 'headache' when he'd read her mind. But even before that he'd been rediculously dismissive. Maybe he had a crazy ex girlfriend that looked like her or something. Or maybe he was like her in some way. That was similar to how Ambrie treated the normal person - if Hiei hadn't've been a necessary piece to her map Ambrie would've been muuch different, even now a little bit. And she smiled faintly at the thought. Ahh, Karma.

After a little bit she got up to turn the meat and stood by it for the rest of the time, the warm golden flames flickering over her features and her half-closed "bed-room" eyes as she gazed into those flames, thinking. There was always something mystical about campfires that could put someone in a trance and Ambrie was no different, occasionally glancing up at Hiei then looking back down, disapointed.

"I think it's done." She muttered at last, rubbing her eyes as she lifted the stick away from the flames. "And I saved you some of those barries."

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[Hiei]

Crimson eyes snapped open. Now that was different. Did she just say sorry..? Why did he have this sudden urge to beat up Yusuke..? Hmmm, maybe it was just the fact that she was annoying but at the same time he couldn’t let her die. He walked over to the fire and sat near it, his eyes staring at the embers. He looked to her as she said that. He shrugged his shoulders to her. ”Let’s just get this over with, okay.” it as softly.

For the first time, first time ever. He spoke to her, not spoke down to her, or not spoke about her. He spoke to her. Softly too! Get the woman and children in the bomb shelters the sky is about to crash down. He sighed humans were a lot weaker then him. He was hungry but he could live for another few days, it was her who he had to feed. He sometimes forgot that humans had to eat in shorter amounts of times then demons. His nose twitched, he hoped she liked medium rare.

He grabbed the food out of the fire, and handed it too her, he didn’t flinch from the flames, as he grabbed his and took a bite out of it, taking two berries and eating it. It was good. Not as good as Kurama’s cooking. But it was better then sponge heads.

[Ambrie]

Blue eyes lifted to his as those words were spoken, surprised. She didn't say anything as she watched him get up - mostly because she wasn't entirely sure she hadn't just been hearing things. Meh, it happened…when you had been depraved of sleep.

She took her food from him somewhat timidly. But then she smiled. And she gave him a faint, agreeing nod. Well, even if she doubted his unexpected kindness would last, it did make her feel a little better. Getting all this over with was fine with her. But still, her mind drifted back to just how this was going to turn out once they got there. Doubtlessly there was going to be one heck of a fight and all kinds of chaos going on unless her sources had been incorrect about the power of these villagers. But the moonstone? Hiei had made it clear he intended on taking it himself - echoing her own thoughts. It would prove…interesting, if nothing else.

We'll see.

If the meal was good, Ambrie wouldn't've been able to tell you. She'd been starving and all she knew was that it was there, and...then it was not. Though she hadn't actually eaten as much as she figured she would've - belly shrinking and all that, I guess. But she found her a nice little spot in the nook where two boulders met close to the fire to curl up in - sort of a cubby hole for her. She pulled her backpack close, using it both as a pillow and something to wrap her arms around. And within moments her breath changed to that of the soft, shallow rhythm of sleep.


-POW-

Those “cushioned” mats that make up the floors of most gyms and training rooms didn’t feel so cushioned when you were landing on your face. Ambrie scrambled to her feet never the less, head swimming but dukes up, just as he’d taught her.

“Good girl.” The middle aged man, perhaps a little older, praised in enticing tones.

It was snowing in the room. Why? Well…it was a dream, that’s why. Suddenly the wind picked up, flowing from behind her old instructor with typhoon-like force, blowing a multitude of stinging snowflakes into her face and making it near impossible to keep him in her sights. She never could beat him completely, which…now that she knew what she did…made her wonder if he was even human at all.

Ambrie leaned forward to keep from being pushed over, turning her face and narrowing her eyes as she brought up an arm as a shield. His figure was just a faceless silhouette now, blackened in the blizzard and steadily continuing to vanish. She snarled. “No you don’t!” But just as she was about to force herself to take a step forward, try to catch him somehow, her feet began to slide under her weight and Ambrie, not for the first time, cursed her small size.

She lowered herself to the ground and started to crawl, figuring her chances would be better like that with less wind resistance. An unexplainable fury drove her forward after that d*mn instructor’s outline in the distance. But a cry escaped her lips as pain shot through her back. She looked over her shoulder, ready to take out her frustration at everything else on this poor fool who’d just made itself accessible. The wind, the invincibility of this faceless figure she were trying to chase through the blizzard, the fact that she couldn’t see his face anymore, the fact that she couldn’t catch him, the fact that she hated him; it was all pouring into a single boiling pot that roared through her veins like the lethal gene and she turned with a vengeance on her newest adversary. Only to find it wasn’t new at all. Horror flooded her mind as she saw her foster father’s drunken face pinning her down, and just like that, everything she did from that point was helpless.

She looked back at the figure she had been chasing in desperation. And suddenly, it had spiky hair.

A violent shiver woke her from her sleep. The sound of a single shaken, white breath rushing over her arm was the only noise she could hear save the night bugs and the distant howl of a carnivore. All Ambrie knew was that she was frozen. The cold felt like it’d seeped right down to her bones. She couldn’t stop shaking.

She sat up slowly, snow piled on top of her silently cracking as it rolling off, and she looked around. Everything seemed different with an extra foot of snow. It covered everything: the deer remnants, where the fire had been burning, that log she’d noticed earlier a few yards into the forest, everything.

Except Hiei.

Ambrie scowled. Stupid midget thing. She was still out of it, eyes half closed, curled up in the same little ball like a husky that she’d pulled herself into at some point during the night. Why was Hiei not completely covered in snow too?

The feel of his hands around her neck, and when he’d grabbed her wrist, then began to resurface in her mind. He’d been so warm…Abnormally warm. Why? Heck if she knew. Ambrie didn’t know anything about fire demons and what not. But right now, in her dreary mind, she knew what was warm. And what was warm was definitely not her.

Ambrie got to her feet and stumbled groggily through the snow, perusing something again. She laid down next to the fire demon and curled up at his side. Her movements were a bit jumpy and hard to control as she continued to tremble, desperate to steal a bit of that warmth she remembered. Ice cycles had formed in her hair.

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OOC:// Ha, you know, I was going with a totally different idea until I was about halfway finished (one I still will probably do, and may actually be interesting if she ever met Sythe). But then I figured watching her get "burned alive" would be much more appropriate. Thanks for the idea, Hiei!

[Hiei]

Hiei had finished off his meal when he looked up, the human had long finished off her meal and had been curled up by a fire pit. He stared to her, his crimson eyes narrow to the slow movement her body made. He closed his eyes. What a moron. He would think to himself. She made herself a bed, next to the fire. Which was under no pine tree, so there had been no protection from the snow from her. He looked up, at least it hadn’t been snowing.

He had sighed and closed his eyes and it would seem he found himself going through her mind again. He paused...she was having a dream. He could tell be her movements, and he could also tell through her mind. Must have been a memory or something. He backed out of it during the part she was training. It was non of his business. He opened his eyes. He hadn’t noticed that it had gotten colder, until his eyes opened, he was under a great pine tree, and he could hardly see ambrie.

He snorted, what a stupid human. She would freeze to death. He grumbled to himself as he weighed his options. Save her or let her freeze to death. He closed his eyes, his ears perking up at the sound of movement, his eyes opened, and his hand went on his blade. He paused..it was Ambrie. Was She...sleep walking? He watched her come to him, and snuggle besides him. He was still weighing his options.

He stood up and looked to her letting out a sigh, as he re-lit the fire and heated her blanket over it. He’d bother her about it in the morning. He rested the now warm blanket over her, and took watch. He could stay awake for days, he would sleep after this trip was over. He looked to her. He sighed. Humans were so stupid and annoying this was like the eighth time he saved her from dying. Not a lot of people could vouch for that..I mean it was Hiei they were talking about.

Morning came by fast, and he stared down to her sleeping form. Of course she probably didn’t pack herself some left overs. He didn’t care to check for her, but he had pre heated the frost bitten meat, cutting out any bad parts of it, and he had it ready to be eaten by her with ease. He looked down to her, and thought of two ways to wake her up.

hmm

First way would start a forest fire.. he let out a disappointed sigh as he kicked snow in her face. ”Get up!” he barked an order to her sleeping form.

[Ambrie]

OOC:// I don’t think she would make it on lost

It was usually cool when you continue past dreams the next time you sleep. Unless they weren’t pleasant ones. Or if they take your meaningful dream and turn it into complete nonsense, or so you‘d think. Ambrie had finally caught up to Hiei, only for him to tell her to get off his snow and throw her out of the building - go figure. It had been really warm outside for some reason. And she’d murmured a soft sigh in her sleep. It was probably a result of the warm blanket but she wouldn’t know. There had been some kind of monster after Hiei too that he never seemed to notice, or listen to her “look out behind you“s. And the last thing Ambrie remembered was trying to squirm through a half-opened window to get back inside to help his stubborn self before he’d get eaten and then things just got weird.

Snow suddenly flew in her face and Ambrie pulled the blanket over her head, groaning in protest. But after a moment she pulled it back and stretched in her nice warm spot. Then she sat up and rubbed her eyes, a tuff of hair sticking out abnormally. Ambrie didn’t exactly remember getting up last night, and she suddenly noticed where she was. Where did…how did she get way over here? She looked questioningly between the little nook in the boulders she’d been, to the blanket, to Hiei. I don’t know if you’ve ever woken up in a place different than where you fell asleep. But it’s a total brain-freak moment. What was she missing?

A soft frown came to her face and her cheeks flushed, averting her eyes, as the memory finally came. Ugh, how….embarrassing. “Please don’t let him bring that up.“ She prayed in self annoyance. Because Ambrie sure wouldn't have anything good to say in her defense. It had fixed her cold problem though, somehow...

A familiar smell drifted to her nose and she looked down curiously, seeing the food. Her eyes brightened. Maybe he wasn‘t a complete jerk after all. She was still suspicious of him, like she was of everyone else, but the thought of him being “no better than the rest of the riff raff in this world” as she had initially believed was becoming harder and harder to think.

”Thank you.” She said, amusement set in her eyes for whatever reason as she looked at him, "Maybe your not...so bad, after all." He was only...90% bad, eh? She glanced off toward the rest of the mountain chain, their snow and cloud-covered peaks beautiful against the pink and blue morning sky, "How much father until we get there?" Hopefully not much.

[Hiei]

He had continued to kick snow at her sleeping form, until she sat up. Her crossed his arms. He was still weighing his options, if any one would ask. He looked to her. Humans were so stupid, always messing things up. He walked over to the fire and kicked snow over it, putting the fire out. He turned to her. His cold eyes staring down to her.

”One more day...at your rate.” he spoke in a hiss, if he was alone he would have already had the moon stone.. He certainly wasn’t carrying her the rest of the way. He would reek of human for days. He ignored any other comments from the human. He knew how to ignore stupid. He had to work with sponge head for how long? He looked down, where had those two dolts been anyways. He rolled his eyes, like he should even care. He walked to where her bag had been, it was blanketed by a thick layer of snow. But that didn’t bother him, as he shoved his hand into the snow, and pulling out the semi-frozen bag. He threw it in her direction, before starting to walk off.

He walked quickly. He wanted to get this over with, he was sick of smelling human, he had other things to do also. He was moving fast for a human, he was slow right now. So she could see him. He found out long ago, that if you set your goals, nothing can hold you back. The walking would take your mind of of trivial things such as eating and sleeping. But it wasn’t like he didn’t need it. He needed those things, everything needed that. It was needed for anyone to survive.

[Ambrie]

Ambrie caught the bag and got to her feet. She held what was left of her meat in her mouth as she shoved the blanket in the bag and started after him - she'd eat it on the way.

Ambrie felt completely recharged. She'd almost forgotten what it was like not to be on the verge of passing out. It felt like she were a live-wire as she bounded through the snow after Hiei's dark form, frisky and excited though she didn't know why.

It was something that didn't seem to wear off either. And after a few hours, she found herself with a bunch of snow in her arms she'd somehow snatched off a low hanging pine-branch as they passed. And the urge to hit unsuspecting Hiei in the back of the head with a massive snowball eventually became too great.

-POW-

[Hiei]

Hiei had been running and it seemed the snow had been building up, after hours and hours of running, Hiei paused and looked up, maybe they would make it to the town by tonight if they kept up this pace. It was because that girl quit nagging..wait...she quit. What was she up to? He didn’t let it bother him, as he slowed down his pace slightly.

His ears twitched, something was coming at him fast in the air. He didn’t turn around he lifted up his hand and caught it. He blinked as the cold sensation of curled up ice hit his hand. He looked to her, his eyes narrowed. Then he crumbled the snow with in his grasp as he looked to her. How cute. He thought annoyed. She thinks she’s people. He added to his thoughts as he turned from her.

”We don’t have time for your idiocracy, hurry up.” he spoke in his same tone when they first met, before picking up his pace, she could only see his dark cloak hug against him as he ran against the wind. He would show that annoying human, he would stay so she could just barely see him. He would be sure of that, as he glanced behind himself. That would show her, he noticed the snow stopping slowly, until only huge snow flakes fell from the sky to the ground. He would not stop just yet, he had a feeling they were almost there.