The Great Snype Hunt!

If anyone thought Sho is insane for coming to a perpetual snowy plateau hunting an urban myth at his age. Then many will find a lonesome Russ a lunatic for training in the middle of this freezing hell hole. The Saiyan with a lack of common sense is thankfully protected by a black thick coat to keep him warm. If Russ failed to do something basic as choosing appropriate attire for the weather, then he will need to find a therapist. Twelve snowmen were created to serve as target practice, he would have preferred a much more durable target to practice but he will learn to adapt. Russ opened the palm of his hand aiming for the faces of six snowmen and shot smaller-sized focused energy blasts. Upon impact, their smiles disfigure and melted, their bodies decay until they cease to be humanoid. Carrots and sticks are what remained.

Karate chops, kicks, and punches in the basics of combat are quick and efficient. Russ uses this information in effect, taking down the last inactive six snowmen, the boy stood in the middle of his handiwork, sticking his tongue out to let snowflakes fall and meld in saliva. Suddenly a voice belonging to a child rambling something about a Snype hunt caused Russ to stop what's doing and got his attention. "Someone is here?" to his knowledge no one is supposed to be out here in dangerous weather conditions and what the hell is a Snype? Quietly, Russ walked away from the snow-covered land and approached the source of their aura, from a distance he saw the teen walking into unexplored territory and he is mildly concerned. Granted the kid in question could more than likely handle themselves in a fight and get out of danger when necessary...if Russ could sense their energy aura.

With no knowledge of their power or capabilities, by default he allowed his worry for the child's safety to encourage the Saiyan to confront him. "Hey, Kid! Wait up!" he called out to him and did his best to walk up to him with caution in fear of scaring him off. "What are you doing out here in the cold by yourself?" he asked the young dude resting his knuckles on his waist.

Russ smiled and point a thumb towards himself. "I'm Russ, a crime-fighting martial artist of East City. I'm what you call a street fighter...sorta." Does beating up criminals in the middle of the street in a neighborhood count as street fighting? He believes it does. A quick analysis of the kid's physical description and gauging his power put those lingering worries to rest, well not all of it. Udon can certainly rough up average people in a fight, and stand a heck of a chance against highly skilled martial artists in his realm of strength. What is bothering Russ is the lack of a coat to keep the boy warm and shoes to protect his feet from bacterial infection.

Udon asked about a Snype and described it as a giant-sized white ape residing in the Land of Ice, it is similar to a great ape Oozaru in a way. If it wasn't for this important detail and having got to witness a monkey transformation occurred by other Saiyans back in Plant, Russ likely would have dismissed it as a made-up fairy tale to get the kid some exercise. Russ shook his head. "Can't say I've heard anything about a Snype, it reminds me of a great ape Oozaru Saiyans can turn into under a full moon or blutz waves. Do you think a Snype has a connection to it?" he pondered. Chances of white-haired Saiyans existing are high as Russ himself is a Saiyan with unique hair pigmentation, and it is probable they can turn into white Oozarus. Their appearance wouldn't be exactly what Udon envisioned, but ultimately they fit the bill.

"Also, why aren't you wearing a coat and some boots, you could catch frostbite ya know." Russ hasn't forgotten about the elephant in the room. He didn't care how strong the kid is, aside from Arcosians no one can survive in the cold for hours without protection.

Russ's mouth gaped open and he slumped his shoulders trying to process this information. "Y-you're kidding right...? You have never seen a Saiyan before?" Has this kid lived under a rock? It's impossible to not have encountered a Saiyan at least once in his entire life, the Saiyan population is just as grandiose and common as humans on this planet. The half-breed Saiyan is bewildered, struggling to find a rational explanation for his lack of knowledge of his species, maybe the boy ran into Saiyans without their tails or hidden from plain sight. In that case, it's understandable he would mistake them for earthling humans, the resemblance between the two is uncanny.

Russ regained composure and scratched the side of his head and fold his arms, if the boy genuinely needed some clarification on the existence of Saiyans, then that is what he'll get. "Yes and no, most Saiyans love to fight and they are trained in the ways of combat but not all of them are martial artists like me and others where I'm from." it's true, some Saiyans are taught in the arts of discipline meaning Udon is half correct, but some of them rely on brute force and savagery to plow through their enemies. "Anyway, Saiyans are aliens from another planet called Plant and they look just like humans here on Earth. In fact, you're looking at one." Russ points a thumb at himself once again.

"Some Saiyans like me live on Earth, a key difference between us and humans is our tails, they look very similar to tails found on monkeys, like this" Russ showed the young man his blue furry tail and swished it around for proof. "Our tails can also be removed from our bodies and we'll be exactly the same as humans, don't ever do that it's painful for us." He added, purposely omitting information about a Saiyan's ability to regrow their tail if such an incident occurred. The reason is that he didn't want to spook the kid.

The boy revealed he has heard stories about people turning into different shapes using a technique and assumed they were a myth, he also deduced that Snypes is closer to that of a wild animal than any transformation who would likely retain some intelligence according to his grandfather. Russ nods his head up and down to confirm the truth. "Oh yeah, Oozarus are real and they can be wild and dangerous if a Saiyan let their anger corrupt their mind. I could turn into one but recently something happened to the moon, I can't do it." truthfully he couldn't recall if he ever turned into an Oozaru in the past, his late mother taught him how to use its power without transforming and to not stare at a full moon. He doubts he'd want to turn into a monster that can hurt people and cause a lot of collateral damage around him anyway.

Udon then answered his question about the lack of concern for the cold and told him it's a family specialty his grandfather came up with, a combination of energy control and breathing allows the user to maintain a moderate body temperature at all times. Russ gotta give the old man props for coming up with it, he can find many uses to manipulate his body heat, it would've saved him money on buying coats. Udon offered to teach him the technique with his grandfather's permission but Russ shook his head and held up a hand. "Tempting, but I'm gonna have to decline little man, It's not a good idea to give away family secrets to a stranger you just met." learning the technique would've been useful in protecting himself from hypothermia but out of respect for Hotpot, family techniques should stay in the family.

Russ looked at the area Udon was going to go to and then looked at the younger earthling. "We should go look for this Snype, I doubt it's real but I've seen enough weird things in my life to surprise me, it could be fun." He never thought he would go exploring the unknown for a possible myth but someone has to keep the little tyke out of trouble.

That ends his exposition on the Saiyan race, Russ didn't go into detail about the history of his people fearing it would put the kid to sleep and his own lack of knowledge outside of a summary told by his late mother. He followed Udon on the icy road keeping a watchful eye on him, he expected him to freak out over a human earthling having a tail but he took the news pretty well. Russ's explanation didn't appear to faze him, however, what Udon tells him afterward absolutely puts his story to shame.

"Sooo...lemme get this straight, your family lived for two centuries on Mount Frappe without any social contact...all because your grandmother stole a deity's lunch? That is the craziest thing I've ever heard." it's ridiculous a divine being can be angry enough to trap a family alone on a mountain, that is way too excessive. "Couldn't you and your folks leave the mountains? Or are you guys stuck because of a magical spell or whatever?" He didn't know which one is ultimately in the wrong, the elderly thief or the petty god.

Udon tried to reassure him his family wouldn't have minded too much if he DID teach him the technique and it's pretty basic compared to this Ramegan ability he mentioned. Russ bit his lip, it didn't feel right to take away the uniqueness of that family. But if the kid insists on him learning the skill then who is he to look a gift horse in the mouth? "I'll think about it," Russ replied wanting time to think about reconsidering his decision.

They kept walking on the path of frozen water and Russ was silent for a little while until he had a question he wanted to ask about their target. "Is there any more information your grandpa told you about this Snype? Does it have a preferred habitat it sleeps in? Is it a carnivore? Do they attack anyone unprovoked?" well that was more than one question but the kid is a Snype expert and he is new to the hunting game.

Russ shrugged his should and put his hands on the back of his head to relax. "It makes for a spooky campfire story, that's for sure" he chose not to dwell on the subject anymore. Apparently, the family is hiding in the mountains for essentially no reason. They believed in their superstition so much to the point of failing to question whether or not such a deity existed to take away their souls. Russ wondered how much bull crap their grandmother made up to stunt their growth in society, truthfully its not his place to judge how people should live their lives and their happiness is important for their well-being, even if it rubs him the wrong way.

Udon expressed joy over describing details of his grandfather's fight against the urban of legend. It can achieve flight and shot energy blast from its maw and it withstood his family's signature technique like it was nothing. The Snype also tried to crush hotpot with a shell of ice and he failed to finish the job, It warms his heart to see this boy get excited over a family member being a badass surviving a monster attack, unfortunately it couldn't last much longer. "It..can fly and shoot ki blasts...?" he replied with a rhetorical question in mild concern, if the fairy tail behemoth can do everything martial arts can do for millennia, then it stands to reason it was not a Snype after all. Hotpot must have went through hell in defending himself from some old geezer Oozaru trying to pick on the weak and rather than traumatizing the kid, he told him half truths to lift up his spirits.

The boy relished a challenge in battling a juggernaught five times his size and a fake smile plastered on Russ. The young adult didnt have the heart to crush his dreams, he cant take away those make believe stories of his granddad being a brave role model he looks up to. "Sure kid, are you sure you wanna go through with this? What will you do if we actually find this thing? Arent you worried about getting hurt?" he decided to not disprove the Snype's existence and instead he will try to talk him out of searching for one and take him home.