[h2][center][color=ed1c24]Red Strike (Ro'Kun)[/color][/center][/h2] 

Ro'kun shuddered, tired muscles tensing up and he hugged himself. "[color=ed1c24]Jeez Shiv. You know how to make an entrance, I'll give you that.[/color]" he said through haggard breath. He grinned and reached out, opening his hand. A fierce fireball formed along his open palm and quickly melted her ice chair, sending her falling a foot to land on her butt. With quick reflexes, his fireball disappeared and his hand slipped away. 

With surprising strength and deft movements, he placed his hand on the edge of the hot tub, and used it, even at that awkward angle, to lift himself out of the cold water. He stood on one hand, before pushing off and leaping to land behind shiver. His cool exit was made less so by how cold the water had been and how cold it was out of it, and he shuddered again. Ro'kun smacked his face, took a stance, and his muscles tensed. Flame engulfed his body life a fiery aura, before it whisked away into a steam cloud. He wiped a bit of moisture from his brow and smiled. "[color=ed1c24]Well, I guess we could see who wins between Ice and fire. I'm hotter though, let's get that straight.[/color]"

[@Wick]