Mock Fight: Lubbock vs Autumn

[Lubbock]

Lubbock wrapped his arms tightly around himself, his slender figure shivering furiously underneath his coat. Some warmer wear would have been ideal, but the assassin would just have to make do with what he had. His bland brown shoes trudged lazily through the snow. It was somehow distinctly more freezing than the Frozen Fields, and that was not a good thing. The viridian-haired boy's teeth began to chatter wildly, showing no signs of giving Lubbock some peace.

"Lubbock... Someone's approaching..." Syura whispered in Lubbock's head, the latter exhaling a sharp gasp, expelling a cone of frost through the biting, chilled air. His vision spun and laid upon a girl with white-blond hair, a guitar strapped to her back. Grinning widely, Lubbock turned to face the girl squarely. "Fancy meeting you here, Rose." He greeted the musician, relinquishing his body from his surprisingly tight grip. The wires upon the back of his crimson gloves glimmered in the tundra light, as if they, too, we're made of ice.