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Isaac had been staring at his cold palm for a while now. Anticipated action taken against him despite all the effort put into espionage placed an iron collar around his neck. These guys had plans and boy did they plan well. His right hand vibrating was the first telltale sign that he needed warmth, and the meticulous geysers of snow going off in his trail did not help. This was getting infuriating, and not in a playful “I hate this game” way either. Snow! They seriously got an area dedicated for winter! Isaac still couldn’t believe it. A few hours in this wintry hell and his mind dare not accept it!
The hated white stuff scrunched beneath angry square-mouth shoes as the teen hid behind a suspiciously tall snow dune. Some bots decided it’d be more fun to chase him to the mountainside instead of cornering him in the fearsome haze of airborne snow. Isaac smirked in memory of his cool tactics. He was up against a bunch of them, and being they were outfitted for the environment he had nothing but odds stacked in his path, but alas a little zig there, another zag near, and he found himself successfully outrunning them after ditching several white winter cloaks. If any zeal came of this trial it had to be the insane direct confrontations. He skipped off the heads of his pursuers for crying out loud, and that was freaking amazing. Oh yeah ditching those other kids was alright too. Eight-hundred was a huge number...
Expensive gold ticked ignorantly as green orbs halved at the time displayed. Isaac hid the watch in the long sleeve of his khaki suit with a huff, “Just a bit more.” He gave up the battle to an almost deranged smile on his features, it was hard not to enjoy these circumstances. Infuriating or not, this was fun. Wind blew by muffling screams in the distance, the howling giving him a moment of dangerous clarity. A breath fell free while he clasped his hands, the unhelpful chilly breeze buffering growing excitement. Just then he stood well throughout the cold, only quiet black feeding six senses.
“I caught you!” Automated speech erupted from behind the teen, solid grips scaring him witless as he caught a mouthful of snow on his trip. His brain nearly exploded in a mixture of “I saw this coming” and “what the heck is happening” during the swift capture. “Ay ay ay put me down!” Isaac shouted, their response them lifting him up and finishing the hump of snow they were hiding in prior. “Puwahh!” Isaac coughed to clear his throat while the humanoid dragged him over to another hump of snow. “Awww come on! -” In a stroke of dumb luck, the robot dropped him and ran away as Manipulator's voice was heard over the loudspeaker.
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Isaac sauntered towards a crowd of sounds he heard earlier, bits of combat and voices drawing his pace. He was practically clad in white now, a beacon in these new honey colored lands. ‘Just another glorified desert…’ He smugly thought. The grasslands definitely had his eyes wandering, a silent "squee" when he took in a nice view. ‘Too bad it’s all a sham huh…’ Came and went another thought. Reinvigorated steps slowed as he reached his destination, a careful hand itching to brandish his pure winter scarf, his king cape arrogantly hanging off him. His lips parted for a signature move; the annoying grin.
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