[center][h2][color=cyan]Kanbaru Otoko[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

[color=cyan]"If I was any less frosty you'd melt a hole in the ice firing yourself up, Chie."[/color] Kanbaru rebuked from her place upon the ice, her footing sure and confidant upon a surface that was less slippery then her own black ice. It was selfish to choose a local that only played to her strengths here, but Kanbaru was well aware that Chie would have leveled a good chunk of the forest if she had gotten her wish, so this was all the better a destination for it.

She thought it a shame that there wasn't any point in preparing traps for their enemy, what with Discordia's penchant for erosion anything left laying about for long would fail on its own over time. Kanbaru sighed, an exhalation that left a puff of air drifting forwards like the exhale of a smoker, and looked out across the frozen parkscape towards where their enemies would arrive. In her hands the weight of twin machine pistols where a welcoming addition, and her fingers curled reflexively around the grips. 

More then the thrill of battle, or the desire for social standing, the icy magical girl didn't want to host a party for this rowdy bunch of girls. She had no small measure of fondness for them in a social setting but to bring them into her home- Her partner included- screamed a level of trouble she simply had no desire to embrace without doing everything possible to pass the buck onto a pair of magical Popsicles she'd leave in her wake.