Cold To The Touch [Private/Fryst]

The arrancar tilted her head as she listened to his words, the way he described this super secret quincy cult seemed like he was still hiding lots of details, but then again she wasn't exactly forth coming at the beginning either now was she? She thought though that quincies having some sort of order, even a holy order as they so claimed, seemed a little dis concerning. As it was Quincies permenantly killed souls, as in poof never coming back. That could be detrimental to well everything if they decided they wanted to go to war with anyone. 


She couldn't help but smile when he asked if she enjoyed living among humans, of course she did. So she gave him a nod with another kind smile.

"Mhm, humans are such amazing beings. Their, well your lives are so short and yet you live such full and beautiful lives, you come up with ideas that would take someone like me hundreds of years.. in an instant."

She sighed taking in a deep breath thinking about it.

"I love living among you, as one of you because of that. I've never felt so loved, and alive as I do when I walk among you.."

She smiled as she looked up at the stars.

Fryst smiled at him, he was actually the first ever to ask for her help for training or getting stronger, this made her happy. She wanted to help, but the previous thoughts of this Vanderwhatever held her back from just jumping into it, she would have to pose him with a few questions first, to ensure she wasn't training or helping a would be mass murderer, because even though he seemed nice, she still had just met him. She was innocent, but not that innocent, once upon a time she had been taken advantage of, never again. 

"That depends Abel-kun, what would you do with the strength that I helped you get?"

She smiled and tilted her head at him curiously awaiting his answer, the last thing she wanted was to help a friend kill another friend. She considered herself race politic neutral, hollows were no better than shinigami, and shinigami no better than quincy, so on and so forth. It was up to the individual to decide their worth, not their blood or their race after all.

A good impact huh? At least he was honest on what it would be used for, she couldn't help but smile. She poke out to him, revealing something she hadn't done to anyone yet.

"I've beaten taichou's of the Gotei before, I've beaten arrancar and humans, all of them strong. Not one of my victories am I proud of because of the violance I had to use to accomplish them. Fighting in truth scares me Abel-kun, unless it is for the right reasons. To protect someone you care about, to protect yourself all of those and those like it are the ways that don't scare me. I lost control once, in the name of another. It wasn't pretty, and that is what scares me. We Arrancar are emotional creatures, and I like to think just a little bit.."

She took a deep breath and smiled at him now.

"That the emotion I emulate the most is mercy, and kindness maybe with a little bit of retrobution for those I protect."

She looked up at the sky as snow flakes began to fall from it and a cold breeze came in, clouds forming over head, gray and black.

"So out of my kindness, I'll say I'l help you, out of my mercy I'll say I won't let you undergo your journey of discovering what is right and wrong alone, but out of my retribution, if you make me regret the other two.. I will see you frozen and shattered into little pieces and fed to my guardians."

She still looked at him with a kind smile, but there was a different air about, as if the winds of change themselves were taking effect.

"Now Abel-kun what do you need help with specifically?"

Fryst smiled at him, perhaps she had gone overboard with the warning, but after all she had seen it was hard for her innocent and naive nature to keep going when faced with something that could shatter it. This quincy could become the best of friends, and perhaps more given enough time, or he could be just another mass murderer attacking those that lived in the city that she loved. She did not claim to be this cities protector, it already had that in Kurosaki and his friends, but if she did train this one he would be her responsibility. She was happy that he declined however, and she smiled and nodded.

"Thank you for understanding Abel-kun, I would not be a good teacher for anything combat to be honest. I like you Quincy I really do, your hearts are always so pure and full of passion, but sometimes I wonder if the passion is directed correctly you know?"

She giggles thinking about it, plopping herself down on the grass she leaned back on her arms looking up at him.

"It's true lots of people have a reason to hate another, especially when it comes to race, Shinigami hate us Hollow, the Quincy hate the Shinigami, the circle just keeps revolving. What I'm talking about in mis directed passion is instead of hating others or fighting them, which I assume is your plan since you turned down my training because of my warning, is to be something that makes those you would fight question themselves and their resolve. "

She smiles and looks back up to the stars as those clouds full of cold shift off again as she removes her reiatsu from the area.

"You can win a battle without ever harming a soul if you use words and kindness. I wish someone had told me back then what I'm telling you now, if they attack defend yourself and others yes, but why fight when no swords are drawn?

She sighed, now it sounded like she was preaching.

"Sorry didn't mean to rant to you, just sorta speaking my mind hehe

Fryst smiled, noticing that the temp was dropping more than likely because her reiatsu was too much to contain forever and it was probably leaking out just enough. She let out a little giggle as he finished his little speech.

"Well Abel-kun again it depends on what kind of friends you keep. If they attack and kill others un provoked perhaps, just perhaps, they are the wrong crowd to be around, but you're a grown boy, obviously.."

She looked him up and down, realizing how that sounded taking in a sharp breath realizing how that could have been taken and a light blush on her cheeks. 

"W-well you know what I mean, A-anyways... ya. What will you do now? Like.. where will you go?"

She looked over at him out of the corner of her eye.

She thought about his words, they made sense and yet they didn't She didn't know a quincies mind set, they were something that her race had always been thought to be. The true meaning of death, once killed by them there is no life after, just the void. Nothingness. It would be a terrible burden to bear, especially knowing for them, when they die, their souls will carry on. She couldn't help but hope for him, that he would reach that penacle of his strength because it's not until you reach that strength, that you realize you never needed it to be happy. Fryst had been nearly this powerful her entire existance as an arrancar. 

"I hope you get it Abel-kun, I've always been strong, my father used to say it was because I am royal among hollow blood, a rarity. I don't remember anything before becoming a Vasto Lorde, waking up as a little girl in the middle of that endless desert, scared and alone. All I had to get me through it and keep me alive was this strength.. the longer I've lived with it.. the more I wish I had been born without it."

She giggled cutely, blushing again embarassed.

"So you go, get strong and fulfill your wish, but if you want to meet up again and talk or-or something..."

She began to stand up bashfully. 


"Just look me up, I'm listed in the phone book now in the north side district. It has my home phone and address okay? A-and remember, at the end of the day it's not how big your strength is Abel-kun, it's how you use it."

She would quickly bend down and give him a peck on the cheek and disappear in a buzz of staitc via sonido, landing on her roof that was across town moments later sighing as her dress and sheer cape blew in the wind that blew hard when twenty eight stories in the air. A slight smile played on her lips as she walked down the stairs.