[Event]Sweet Devil

Sitting just off the ice, tying up the laces of his pink ice-skates, Tristin gazed around the cold lake area. His white hair matched the powdered snow that dusted lightly across the grass, tied up in a high pony-tail. It was cold, yes; something he did not enjoy, but he still liked winter, which meant he just had to deal with it.

Wobbling slightly, he stood up; throwing his boots under the bench he had been sitting on. Cautiously, yet eagerly hobbling down to the lake where people skated, throwing snowballs and doing figure-eights. It had been a while since he had last skated, the boy was determined not to make a fool of himself and confidently stepped onto the ice. The first few strides were uneasy, and then he got a handle on things and was soon skating along the ice just as well as anyone else there. His cheeks and nose were blushed with pink from the chill, even his ears. This dragon would spend time later, warming up next to his fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate.

But he felt lonely amongst the people, whom all had friends, or partners to frolic around with. What was he to do but skate idly along for what, an hour? Join a snowball fight? Bug a random person to death? His skating halted for a moment, and he stared down at the ice below him. With so many people around right now, shouldn't the ice be breaking or something? He would dread something like that, falling into chilled water as the ice broke underneath. He duck his skate into the frozen surface for a moment, pursing his lips before continuing to skate around the outer edge of the frozen lake, slowly.







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Cold weather would usually have him sitting by the fireplace in his cottage apartment, but today he did not want to do that. Today he was ice skating. Now, he probably had to be careful because bruises on his skin would be like red on white, they would be very noticeable so he had to try not to fall or anything. His nose was cold as he idly skated around, so he cupped his hands over his mouth to warm up. Slowly, he edged inwards from the edges of the frozen lake, enjoying himself some.


As he humbly skated away, he did not notice the girl awkwardly coming onto the ice, nor did he notice her getting closer to him. Actually, it wasn't until he felt something tugging on him did he notice her, and he was surprised, at that. He almost freaked out and fell on the ice, but managed only to sway around a bit before looking over his shoulder with wide eyes. He then quickly calmed down upon hearing that it was just because the person couldn't stop, before raising a delicate white eyebrow " Why'd you decide to skate if you don't know how to stop?" he asked her" You just bend your knees and turn your feet" He parted himself from her, skating forwards for a moment and then stopping, showing her how to do it " See?"

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" Well I don't think you quite did" The boy pointed out, hiding an amused smile. He attempted to show the apparent newbie at how to stop on the ice, but her attempt at copying him turned out to be a bit of a failed attempt. He let out a small sigh. Having to teach someone how to skate was not the first idea he had when he thought about how he wanted something to do. Pursing his lips, the white haired stick on stilts remarked " Do you want to give up after only one try?"

He let her regain her composure before simply nodding, skating a few steps before bending his knees, keeping them apart , leaning to the side and digging weight into the ice, turning slightly; slowing to a stop and then looking over at the girl " see? There"