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[blizzardkaiser]

[Obsidian.

Obsidian, stop that.

People are going to need to use the kitchen sometime.

You can't just sit in front of the oven and watch the burner.

Obsidian, no.]

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[neospaceheroine]

Fubuki-saaaaan!

*when did she get right behind you*

[blizzardkaiser]

[WHIRLS AROUND HOW DID YOU ESCAPE MY NOTICE YOUNG GIRL]

...

...Juudai?

[He looks quite perplexed.]

[neospaceheroine]

*she's a godmoder is how :')*

Hello! What are you doing?

*she's much cuter than grapes*

[blizzardkaiser]

...

...

You're one of the strange Juudais.

[vague headtilt]

I'm watching a flame.

[neospaceheroine]

Hey, calling me "strange" is a little mean!

*looks quizzically at the flame*

Why?

[blizzardkaiser]

...Well.

You're different.

...

...

Why?

[It looks as if he's never been asked that question before. He looks almost as puzzled by that as Chickpea was by the flame-watching.]

[neospaceheroine]

I guess I'll take that as a compliment!

Do you like looking at it?

[blizzardkaiser]

[...oh. The answer can be that simple?]

...Yes. I do.

[neospaceheroine]

*oh... you're sure not chatty*

Hmm... Just checking, but... you're not possessed, right?

[blizzardkaiser]

...Possessed?

...

...

Yuusuke thought so.

But no. I'm not.

[He watches her face.]

...You're the Juudai that the strange Manjoume told me about. Right?

[be happy chickpea this is more talkative than he usually is.]

[neospaceheroine]

Aa, just making sure. Would that "Yuusuke" be Fujiwara-san, by any chance?

*my face looks entirely harmless and friendly*

Maybe! I have met a Manjoume. I suppose it depends on what he said about me.

[blizzardkaiser]

Yes.

...

All he said is that you were female. And looking for food.

You don't consider yourself a queen. Do you?

[wrong question for testing obsidian]

[neospaceheroine]

*HAHAHha... ha*

...Not on most days, no!

[pyrrhic_thunder]

[He smelled the faint and very familiar scent of a distant gas fire and came by to investigate-- ....



...


He doesn't recognize the hair, but that jacket looks. Familiar. Not unlike Kaiserin's.

He stops himself, but Obsidian might still hear his loud thick boots stomping around.]

[blizzardkaiser]

[He peers over his shoulder. Whoever's in here is loud--

...oh.]

...

...

...you're from...

[He raises a hand to his neck.]

[pyrrhic_thunder]

Yeah.

[well, at least he still loves red...

enjoy the site of your sister's ~ani~ in lots of leather and spikes with gnarly scars around his throat though the scarf kind of hides them.

He looks around Obsidian at the flame.]

If you're trying to burn this place down, I already tried. The sprinklers go off. Outside, it starts raining.

[blizzardkaiser]

[well that's pretty soulcrushing.

He thinks...this one is probably one of the weird ones.

(he hopes.)

He turns back to the flame. it's hard to look at someone from back then.]

...

I'm not trying to burn it.

I'm just watching.

[pyrrhic_thunder]

....

[Well




He can hardly judge.

He folds his arms. At least this one doesn't seem to hostile either.]

If you think that's impressive, you must've never seen one of my shows.

[blizzardkaiser]

I didn't say it was impressive.

...

[But you've piqued his interest.]

...pyrotechnics? Or...

[pyrrhic_thunder]

Some.

[He very quickly passes his hand over a reservoir of paraffin wax he has somewhere on his coat, and reaches for the fire. It alights his gloved finger, and he lets it dance over them with obviously practiced skill.]

The audience doesn't go for that as much as stuff like this, though.

[And

he touches his flaming finger to his tongue. The fire is transferred to it, where he keeps it for a moment before rolling his tongue back into his mouth and extinguishing it.

He thinks he's being intimidating and scary, but that might be more. hot. than anything.]

[blizzardkaiser]

[Oh.

Oh my.

(he might be a little red in the face as he gathers his thoughts)]

...He never let me try.

...

He didn't want to risk the damage.

[It's not as if people in his line of work don't have scars, but pyrotechnics were too risky. Too much at stake.]

[pyrrhic_thunder]

[He lets himself smirk when the other heel seems INTIMIDATED (sure, red.)]

I had t' put on more of a show since my collars don't make their own light show.

[He dips his finger into the fire again, rolling it over his knuckles like it was a coin. He seems. Pretty. Interested in it too.]

Mine sure didn't care about the damage.

[blizzardkaiser]

...burn collars?

[He looks a bit distant.]

...

...

...I've only used them once.

[He watches the flame roll back and forth, transfixed.]

Maybe your skin was less valuable to him.

[pyrrhic_thunder]

[Well, that's a bit of a kick in the gut.

He grunts and tries not to look bothered.]

He got more than enough money for my skin from my brothers. Everything else is just gravy.

[There's a little bit of paraffin wax still in his mouth from his earlier stunt, and he hisses it out in a mist at the flame, causing it to momentarily erupt into the air as a small fireball RIGHT AT OBSIDIAN'S FACE



but it goes out in a flash, long before it reaches him.]

[blizzardkaiser]

[He starts a little when the fireball heads for him, but relaxes when it burns out.]

...

It wasn't an insult.

...

...

You're lucky.