The evening was setting in as the newcomer made his way through the city, completely invisible to some, while others were surprised at his presence. Of course they would be, he gave off a vibe that made people uneasy, that he was dangerous, a mystery to the mind. With each step that ice kept coming, but eventually after a few minutes it would melt away into a puff of sparkling dust, which would then disappear in mere seconds. Even though the heat of the summer was staggering, it did not stop the frozen spots from continuing to appear as he walked down the sidewalk.<br/><br/>He was focused on getting somewhere, and even though he could feel a few people looking at him, some staring like that last male with pink hair, he paid them no heed. The only person he'd actually given any attention to was the guy from before. He could tell that the other was like him, different, unique. Unlike so many of these boring people, who had no talent whatsoever. No spunk, nothing to gain from. He sighs, wiping his hand across his brow, flicking away the sweat from his skin, and the moment he did they turn into tiny droplets of ice, shining for a moment like diamonds in the setting sun, before disappearing. It was much to hot for his enjoyment, and he wished it would cool off soon. He knew that there was a shaded spot nearby that he could get to.<br/><br/>Turning off the path of the city marked by concrete, he turns towards the ocean, in a wooded area. It was shaded, and after a few more minutes a gentle breeze tugged at his hair, making him sigh softly. Much better. Trekking through the trees and shrub, he finds himself on an outcropping, a spot out a little from the woods on a small cliff, the waves of the ocean lapping up against the sheer wall. The spot was covered in lush, thick grass, and the wind was even more pleasant, carrying the scent of salt in the air, along with that of flowers from a nearby field. Stepping out into the open area, he looks up, the sky had darkened quite a bit, and from here he could see the stars clearly.<br/><br/>He closes his eyes for a moment, a small smile on his face, before laying down on the ground, holding the soccer ball in his hands. Lightly, he tosses it up and down, catching it every time, the whole while he studied the vast expanse of the sky above him. It was beautiful, the drapes of heaven in all its wondrous glory. A velvety backdrop for each magnificent sparkling jewel, each so different from the other. Letting the soccer ball drop to the ground, it rolls for a short while before coming to a stop, glowing gently as it absorbed the light of the stars and moon. He reaches up with one hand, as if reaching for the stars themselves. The orb upon his shirt was shining, reflecting the scene from up above.<br/><br/>He knew someone was nearby. They'd been following the icy patches he'd left behind for quite some time, and even though he could sense they were very close to finding him, he does not move. He was too comfortable right now, and if they were a bother, he could very easily deal with them. So, to him, it was no problem. His arm falls to the ground, and he laces his fingers through the grass, taking a deep breath of the night air, somehow so much more refreshing than any other time of the day. It was cooler, and had a sweeter scent to it. Just how he liked it.