Death of a Fire Dragon (Krow & Psychosis)

The weather was frigid, of course it was frigid you morons, its a glacier... Krow grumbled as he stood upon the chunk of ice drifting through the waters of the silent glaciers. His motion sickness being triggered even from this minor motion, the male staggering from side to side. The ice below his feet rocking more violently from his staggering until he inevitably fell from it and into the water. The fire dragon slayer blacking out for the briefest of moments was soon rushing to the surface. He had drifted to the frozen shore within this period of time. The males excessive body heat keeping him alive, for now. "That stupid lacrima thing better be here...." The youth mumbled to himself as he thought back on his last few fruitless ventures in search of the shadow dragon lacrima.

The bleak, dreary glaciers were perfect for a man like Kurokon Shikyo. The crisp, cold air reminded him of his mother's hugs. Dont ask why, sanity is relatively more valuable than the information, and one cannot have both. In any case, the crisp cold air clung to him like a starving orphan clinging to food, or anything that didnt try to kill it. In any case, Kuro always loved the cold, so a vacation, which was more a brief visit to a fun place he had never gone before, was wonderful. It helped him relax, having been so tense recently. Oh if only he knew a good massage parlor. Ignoring the more deviant of those thoughts, Kuro noted the person floating towards his location on the glaciers, and waved for them to come towards him. Company might be nice for this little relaxation trip. Plus, the guy must be cold. Kuro's own electricity generated enough heat to keep him warm, adding in the fact that he wore thick cloth, which made literally no part of his body, save his eyes, visible. His mask was really useful like that. "Maybe this guy will be fun." Kuro muttered to himself

Krow still angered at having just taken a backwards dive into the freezing cold ocean had let his anger the lead, flames bursting forth from his entire body. The flames gradually dissipating as he made his way across the icy landscape. In the wake of these flames steam would be left billowing off his body only to be swept away by the wind. Krow soon noticing someone not far off from his current position waving at him. "What's this guy's problem?" He muttered to himself as he made swift foot falls towards him. The fire dragon slayer skidding to a stop in a sloppy manner that almost left him colliding with the masked figure. "Are you after it too!?!?" He snapped at the masked being within a mixture of excitement and anger.

How rude. Well, it was to be expected, he had waved at the poor guy who probably needed a warm fire-op, looks like he had that covered. How creative. Well, not creative, but useful. Even so, there was no need to shout at Kuro after almost colliding with him. "After what, exactly? Im just here enjoying the air." Most would call Kuro insane for such an incredible reason, but then, look at the username. Or the title, The Mad Mystic. Either way, it was rather obvious he accepted and loved his madness because it made him who he was. "Now if you want to fight, I wont object, but Im here for relaxing and figured company wouldnt hurt." Kuro shrugged. "Oh, I know! Why dont I help you find whatever it is you are looking for?" Kuro suggested. Of course, Kuro wouldnt mind helping the man, but if it was something valuable... well, Kuro WAS a dark mage. "my name is Kuro." Thank god that no one knew him yet, otherwise he may have trouble.

Krow when the other had asked, "After what, exactly?", he shoved his face up against the others mask. "You know what. One'a those dragon lacrima thingies." He snapped at the male before he began looking about as if expecting something to happen. "I don't have time to kick your ass. Help me find the lacrima and then I'll kick your ass." The dragon slayer a bit too nonchalantly, almost as if he saw nothing wrong with claiming he could kick the strangers ass. "Kuro... that's a weird name. People just call me Krow."

Now by all means, Kuro would have slit this man's throat and have tried searching for that lacrima on his own. It would make sense, which was precisely why he didnt do it. That, and the fact that the kid obviously had some idea where it was. But taunting him like that, oooh... And putting his face against Kuro's mask was just weird. Must be a light guild-er then. Weird, but not all about murder and theft like most dark mages. Kuro was special in that he just did whatever he felt like at the given time. His emotions, for the most part, ruled him. In exchange, he could ignore them in battle. A strange trade, but it worked rather well all things considered. "Very well, a nice fight after we find this Dragon Slayer Lacrima... Strange that I did not hear of it now." Kuro shrugged. "And people call me a lot of things, but most of them are not polite to introduce myself as." Kuro chuckled slightly. "Ive lived a very... secluded life. What would this dragon slayer lacrima thing look like?" It was true, Kuro had never actually SEEN a lacrima, just heard of them. Amusing as it was, it was also very strange for a human to have never seen one, let alone a mage. Even so, Kuro was secluded, so he had little encounters with them and would not recognize them by sight.