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mansions2013-09-14 04:41 pm
blizzardkaiser) wrote in mansions2013-09-14 04:41 pm
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[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.]
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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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.
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[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.
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[But you've piqued his interest.]
...pyrotechnics? Or...
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[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.]
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Oh my.
(he might be a little red in the face as he gathers his thoughts)]
...He never let me try.
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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.]
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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.
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[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.
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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.]
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It wasn't an insult.
...
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You're lucky.
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I don't care what I'm worth to him.
[really
MUTTER]
Lucky. Right. [He wheezes. it's a laugh, kind of.]
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[He's not really looking AT Red, now, so much as THROUGH him.]
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Supply and demand.
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Who is your promoter?
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[He wipes off his mouth with the back of his sleeve.]
Saruyama.
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...never mind.
[To each their own, he supposes. He can't imagine that Red didn't catch his meaning. obsidian you dumbass]
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The cult leader?
[He's givin' you a weird look, Red. Where he's from, Saruyama is about 18 and nearly harmless.]
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[He eyes Obsidian for a moment. Was he five?? His outfit wasn't quite sexy enough for THAT, was it.]
....mh.
[Still, he won't pry.]
Cult leader? I wouldn't put it past him, but far as I know I'm his only client and I take up all his time.
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Eighteen is young to promote.
And I doubt he could commute from the island.
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Your world is strange.
[Again with that.]
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Yeah, I get that. Everyone comes from someplace weird.
[Now he's really wondering if you're a five
because you're kind of really hotbut he flusters and shakes his head.]So glad to know the Underground's a goddamn universal constant.
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and neither would a bunch of random spectators :[]...
The sort of people to create that place...
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I doubt any world is missing them.
[He would continue the philosophy but he's noticing Red giving him a strange look.]
...
...is there something you're wondering about?
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[This guy seems stoic, even for a heel. He relaxes slightly, a bit relieved not to have to engage in a pissing contest for HEEL DOMINANCE or whatever.]
....
.
....
Just if you have a name.
[good save. He coughs.]
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He nods.]
Hell Kaiser. Or just Kaiser.
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...my name is Fubuki but it isn't used.
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Well. I already met a Kaiserin.
She didn't want me using her name either.
I'll try not to get you mixed up.
[have fun imagining what a lady-you went through :'( ]
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...
...a Kaiserin...
[yeah he looks pretty troubled.]
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I'm pretty sure she was Kaiserin back when she was at Duel Academy too.
[He lights a cig on the burner and puffs.]
My stage name's Inferno.
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[good job he's so concerned he lost his ellipses :( ]
...Inferno...
...seems strange. But fitting.
For you to be fire.
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Goes with the collars.
[He straightens his complicated looking coat.
Hmm...
This guy seemed impressed by his OTHER tricks...]
This's why.
[He flicks a button. There's a soft hiss as hidden channels on his coat fill with wicking fluid.
He waves his arm over the open flame and suddenly his coat ENGULFS
but he doesn't seem too concerned.
The flame spreads in a quick, almost choreographed fashion, sweeping up his arms until it arcs over his back and tall collar, just barely licking the back of his hair. His buzzsaw's a little more shorn in the back than most joumes just for this reason.]
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Waaaaaaaaay better than pyrotechnics!
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