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Who: Dilandau, anyone
Where: By the Cepheus commons area
When: Day 113, before the game closes
What:

[It wouldn't seem like much in an ordinary day, with ordinary titles. After all, the boy always DID have a fascination with fire... except today, when staring at a torch, part of the fire seems to be pulled away from it into the air as he crooks a finger in a "come here" gesture.

... At this very, particular moment, Dusk has never looked happier before flinging the small fireball to the side.]

((OOC: Because I didn't manage to do it in time, this post IS backdated, and free for your last antics. HOWEVER, no pictures taken in this post count, naturally.))

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[......crazy bitch WINS]

I wonder if we could set the lake fence on fire.

Can't imagine anyone would complain.

We'd be big damn heroes, in fact.

Whatever suits you. [Waves it off with a lazy gesture, starting that way.]

It would be a shame not to investigate what can be done in this game~

[following]

All kinds~ of fun things. There's fun toys everywhere here.

Enjoying yourself, then?

I know I shouldn't, but I really can't help it!

[Shrugs]

Like morality is worth spit.

I'd hate for our reputation to go to shit just for my entertainment.

Except that it's just so entertaining.

Will anyone even care?

I'm sure someone will take it personally. They always do. You'd think they'd know the difference between what is and isn't a game. But whatever. Their immaturity isn't my concern.

They'll get over it. The opinions of a few are hardly worth much as it is.

[Getting close to the lake now]

Stupid fence.

Didn't know you cared...

[Pulls at first just a little fire from the nearby torches towards him, circling his hand.]

I care about me not eating whatever I want when I want it.

Cool.

[Isn't answering that, his attention is already completely and utterly caught.]

[Winds back and seems to throw it at the nearest post of the fence]

[It splutters, seems to waver for just a moment before the dry wood starts to catch and spread quickly, licks of flame racing along it and devouring the wood in an unreal pace.]

HAHAHAHA! GO! TAKE IT ALL!