A shivering frost gnawed at your skin, causing your body to shiver and groan. Your mind was a slurry of confused, muddled thoughts and memories, the only focus being the icy ground below you. Your eyes attempted to flutter open, blistering winds forced them shut, your body fearing loss of vision in the unusually harsh wind.
The soft crunching of snow was heard from a near distance, approaching your quaking form, becoming louder, yet slower as the being advanced. With a moment of silence, your body was jarred as a warm, soft surface, carefully encompassed your body, bringing you close to the thick jacket the man wore.
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Hanzo had recently been spending time in the frosty peaks of Nepal, avoiding the contact of most locals and the omnics which set temples here. He was merely training in the tundra to better adapt his skills in harsher conditions. His training session was harsh as always, the archer decked in casual wear, masking his appearance and confining his body to the warmth he radiated.
During his walk to another area to practice, the attuned eyes of the assassin spotted a small writhing form, laying atop the snow. He looked around quickly before approaching the creature, his steely eyes widening at the sight before him. A small human lay shivering in the snow, no more than 5 inches tall. He was dress in very simple streetwear, nothing wearable for the type of weather he had seemingly spawned into.
With a grunt, the large man carefully picked up the man and pulled him close to his warm chest. Hanzo was a trained assassin, he had done many horrendous things in his life. But he was not a monster, no matter how much he told himself he was.
"You're lucky I found you. You would have frozen, little one." Alone, the archer allowed himself to crack a small smile; possibly in hopes to comfort the small human who was just now opening his eyes, still shivering furiously. The look on Hanzo's face turned to one of though, for this training session, his pockets were filled with spare arrowheads, knives, shuriken and other sharp, dangerous or space-consuming objects. You were clearly freezing, so Hanzo need to think of where to place you.
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