After resting for a short while, getting bored of just sitting there on the bench and receiving rude or confused looks from passerby, he gets up, deciding to move on with his search for food. Moments earlier he'd smelled something amazing from nearby, and he was pretty sure it was someone cooking something in either the hotel behind him or somewhere close. It made his stomach gurgle softly, and the scent was so intense and aromatic that it made his mouth water uncontrollably. He'd missed as the girl from the night before had passed him by, as to him she was as plain as the rest of the people that walked by. Her appearance that might be new to some, was unimportant to him, so she blended in like the colors of a paint pallet running together.<br/><br/>Standing up, he stretches before beginning to walk again, soccer ball hanging over his shoulder, his fingers having a tight grip on the closed end of the net bag that held it. Up ahead, about ten meters, there seemed to be some sort of commotion going on. Raising an eyebrow, he could see it was some tall guy with his back to him, getting an attitude with someone he could not see. Then, all of a sudden, the guy swung on whoever it was that he was trying to get an apology from, punching them, and from the small gap that was given, he could see it was that annoying girl from the grassy hill by the ocean. Frowning, he tilts his head softly, not really wanting to get caught up in something like this, but knowing that he couldn't just let a dill hole like that get his way.<br/><br/>So, taking a step forward, in the blink of an eye a pane of ice extends outward from his foot, moving too fast to keep up with, so that it suddenly enveloped the man's feet, encasing his legs in ice, then it quickly crawled up his body, so that in mere seconds the man's entire body was enveloped in ice, as the young man with grey hair stepped forward, a bored expression on his face. "Oi, oi, stop causing problems in public, you ass. Don't you know that sorta thing is what a dick wad would do? Are you fucking stupid?" The only part of the man's body that hadn't been turned to an ice cube was his head, and he had a scared expression on his face as the young guy glared at him, a frown on his face and his eyes narrowed.<br/><br/>The older guy's teeth were chattering as he looked at the kid, trying to speak but he could not. But that didn't matter, as the blue eyed male's attention was diverted to the girl. He just looks at her, raising an eyebrow, looking at the bruises and cuts on her face and arms. Was she some sort of idiot, or did she just ALLOW herself to get beat up? "Just because you can't fucking feel pain, doesn't mean you should let people beat on you, moron. Let people walk on you enough, and that's all everyone is gonna think of you as. A piece of shit to step on, over and over again, pummeling you into the ground and taking a piss on your broken body." He leans against the frozen man casually, giving her a look that pretty much said for her to get her shit together.