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[phlogistos]

[Hey lookit this asshole hanging out in a less then reputable bar!!! He's settled in a booth in the corner, legs stretched out under the table and propped up on the chair across from him. Between long pauses for people watching, he occasionally returns to something he's writing, though he only gets a few words down before he's back to staring at the crowd. Bored out of his mind by the looks of things]

[He's also smoking despite the sign requesting that please not be a thing. The reason management hasn't come up to tell him to stop? Probably has to do with the gigantic black gun propped up beside him]


[Alternately, start something of your own!]

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[ofwindythings]

[HE SURE CAN TRY??? It's a good thing no one can see Cielo, though I'm sure there are plenty of people wondering what the hell is that sound coming from their roofs.]

[phlogistos]

[............. why are there roof sounds following him]

[Glancing over his shoulder.......]

[ofwindythings]

[Waving at!!!!1]

[phlogistos]

[...........]

[oh my god @_@]

[Turns back to continue down the road a bit, until he gets to a fire escape. Sitting on the stairs. Removing gun. Loading gun with a single bullet]

[And staring at him the whole time he does it. Gonna put a bullet in your brain if you don't back the fuck off him B|]

[ofwindythings]

[...Oh.

Well.

He wasn't expecting that.

Time to run!

Just not in the opposite direction.]

[phlogistos]

[Oh goddammit no he wants you to leave him alone for fuck's sake]

[And he's only half done with this so... reaching in his knife belt and throwing a knife at him... hard and... quite quick!]

[ofwindythings]

[fhakhfka okay he is kind of backflipping out of the way, COME ONNNN is murder really the solution here.

Not that Cielo would be any better because killing stuff works.]

[phlogistos]

[Good perfect that gives him the time to slam the bolt into place and peer down the scope]

[Come on back sweetheart he's got just the thing for you!]

[ofwindythings]

[Okay so what did papa say he should do when dealing with guns again...

...He doesn't think he's actually told him what to do, now that he thinks about it. Oh well! Keeping still and watching Foster right back.]

[phlogistos]

[...no asshole you're supposed to come into his line of sight he hates you]

[So he has to look up over the scope to find him again...... and then immediately jerking over and firing 8'|]

[Die, kid]

[ofwindythings]

[What, he loves you! For a given value and certain definition of "love", anyway.

Yeah, so, urm. Cielo is a cheating mccheaterface and while he doesn't really understand ballistics, he gets that projectiles moving through the air get affected by wind.

So whatever aim that was involved in firing suddenly seems to have been really messed up since Cielo just needed to duck to avoid certain death. And with that he is quickly moving and jumping across rooftops towards you Foster, so. There's that.]

[phlogistos]

[...]

What the fuck?? [LKSJDF NO HIS AIM IS ALWAYS PERFECT SCREEEE. Fine!]

[FINE!!!!! Sets the gun to one side, and draws one of his fighting daggers, heaving out a breath so that the end of his cigarette lights and suddenly there is just fire... fire wreathed all around him, somehow burning even on the metal and concrete... welp...]

[ofwindythings]

[...Well.

Okay.

Lots of surprises today, apparently!

This has him stopping in his tracks because wow he doesn't...really want to deal with burny stuff at all. So troublesome!

But at least at this distance he's relatively safe, he hopes.]

[phlogistos]

[Nope! Surprise asshole, he's a salamander. So when he realizes Cielo isn't gonna come down and finish this, he... drops part of his Glamour so that suddenly his eyes are... black with these yellow slit pupils and when he grins his mouth stretches over his face...]

[More importantly though, he sheathes the knife and... leaps up the side of the building! Climbing it the way a lizard might... except he's breathing that black smoke again and his fire is racing up the wall behind him]

[w e l p]

[ofwindythings]

Ohhhh, so that's what you are.

[Goshhhhhh he wishes he could make it rain but that really isn't one of the Things he can do.

Why did this come to murder anyway, he just wanted to talk to you bro!!!!]

[phlogistos]

[He wanted you to leave him alone! And then you didn't!!]

[But yeah so... the fire reaches the edge of the roof before he does, so enjoy being... punched in the face with a column of flame I guess??]

[ofwindythings]

[hafjhakfhkja it is a good thing that he can't actually get burnt but this heat is kind of distressing! Cielo is going to try and blow away the flames as the wind suddenly picks up.]

[phlogistos]

[kdkdjdj yeah probably the part where fire consumes oxygen isn't helping regardless of whether it actually burns him or not fffffff]

[Speaking of which!  The wind does legit nothing to the fire except possibly make it bigger lskdjd and then Foster is on the roof as well, knife drawn, moving to slash him across the stomach welp]

[ofwindythings]

[N O P E he is going to backflip the fuck away from the roof onto the next one! This should not actually be possible, but it somehow is.]

Rude!

[phlogistos]

[...wh]

[Halts! And bares his teeth at him. His voice is this weird crackling pop, like the sound wood makes when it burns]

What are you??

[ofwindythings]

I dunno, guess!

[HE FIGURES IT SHOULD BE OBVIOUS???? Come on it's not like you're an actual stupid lizard.]

[phlogistos]

[HE DOESN'T HAVE ANYTHING LIKE YOU ON HIS WORLD OMG Cause I mean... he can't be a sylph. Sylphs never come in the city cause the air is too dirty so????]

[Grumbles, glaring after him. And then he... y'know... actually gets a deep breath or two in and... his anger fades a little... and he realizes he left his gun down there whoops. Flips Cielo off laksjdf and then heads towards the edge of the roof instead of guessing pfff]

[ofwindythings]

[Ruuuuuuude!! Sitting down by the edge of the roof, swinging his legs.]

[phlogistos]

[Ignoring him B| Hopping down and collecting his gun, checking it over for signs of damages... And the fire around him fades and then extinguishes while his Glamour pulls back into place]

[And once he's sure there's nothing wrong with his gun, he... turns to leave lskdjf continuing towards his motel again thank you]

[ofwindythings]

[Oh, because he's following again! This time much more quietly, though admittedly there's a breeze blowing wherever he goes.

And this time, he's not going to be seen, because he doesn't want to be.]