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[invented_chill]

Who: Team 1: Jack Frost, Wrath, Nega vs.
Team 2: Roy Mustang, Ruby, and Darkwing Duck
and White Mokona and  Hanataro the cheerleaders :3
What: A Fight
When: After Roy's latest journal mocking
Where: Mountains
Rating: Whatever goes, goes :3

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[crm_fa]

Roy grumbled, buttoning his coat on his way to the mountain. He’d be careful, make sure he had enough warm clothing on. Frost was a slippery one, and he didn’t feel like getting frost bite on any exposed skin. Pulling on his gloves, he spotted the elf. Now was the time to get serious. “Frost.”

[wrath_x]

Wrath was wearing clothing suitable for the mountains, he knew how cold he'd been last time he went into the mountains and he wasn't going to risk losing a fight just because he was cold. He approaching from the side where Frost was standing. He eventually stopped so that he was standing beside his Uncle and glared over at the opposition. He reminded silent and waited to see what would happen next.

[ruby_the_dragon]

Ruby had just finished a fight earlier, and was still wounded from it. Her right hind leg had a built wound in it. The dragon shivers a little as she reaches the top of the mountain. Glancing around she soon finds the others. Ruby glides over to Roy and floats next to his shoulder. She breaths a small puff of fire to warm herself.

[anti_darkwing]

Nega used a hot air balloon, he stole, from a local shop, to get to the mountain top where he was given directions too. "This time I have a few more toys to play with." He laughed and was rather interested in this "Jack Frost" fella doubted he was the real deal anyways.

Reaching the landing point he landed as was greeted by a gust of cold air and snow. He shivered a bit. He did have feathers at the least but no pants. He waddled over to the boy he recognized from the comm, device and some poor frozen looking soul next to him. He should near them, eyeing around and tighting his pimp hat from the wind.

[masked_mallard]

Using the grapple hook on his gas gun, the mallard scaled the mountain slowly and painfully.

"Urf.... finally... almost at the top!" he panted, hoisting himself up the ledge.

"Success! No mountain can stop Darkwing Duck fr--gah!" the rope had gotten entwined in his legs and he toppled backwards off the ledge, falling a few feet.

"Ouchie..." he moaned.

[hanayamachan]

Hanataro had gotten himself hopelessly lost. He was looking for Natsuo, but the tracking feature on his communicator didn’t seem to be working right. So he set out on foot, and eventually made his way to the mountain, which he knew immediately was nowhere near the candy store. When he saw a crowd of people, he stopped and blinked. “Is something going on?”

[invented_chill]

Frost spotted Roy, bundled up. "Can't take the cold can you?" The elf yelled though the blowing snow storm and grinned rather largely, considering what he was wearing and wasn't bothered at all.

[crm_fa]

“It’s not that I can’t take the cold, it’s that I don’t want to risk catching something from this weather of yours. Not everyone was born a popsicle, Frost.” he muttered, pulling the scarf around his mouth and nose. Roy would be ready for this.

[wrath_x]

Wrath looked at his Uncle ready for the signal to say that it was alright for him to attack. He too stood grinning like his Uncle when he mocked Roy.

[ruby_the_dragon]

Ruby glares at Frost as she breaths another buff of fire. It was turning out to be a very effective method of staying warm. She flaps her wings occasionally to stay in flight. The dragon waits for the battle to start.