notintehkitchen | [Action][Night after the end of the event.]

[Action][Night after the end of the event.]

[Pyro has taken her leave and has told no one where she might be off to. She knew it was better that way. It was time to get away from those she cared about before she lost the tiny bit of sanity that was still keeping her at bay from lighting anything she saw on fire. Wearing her full uniform, the woman breathed in out deeply through her mask as she pressed down on the handle to the flamethrower and let the fire come out freely. It was like the sensation of eating or smoking cigarettes, but a hundred times better. To see her old friend she had been with since she was a little one was a relief.

This friend was angry at her for ignoring it and not letting it come out to play in this new world previously. It was just as curious as her. Oh, yes. She knew that. The way it spread so happily and fast on the ground near the park right now proved it. She could hear it egging her on, to go other places as the wood from the swings crackled and turned black.

It had been a long time, hadn't it? When was the last time she felt free to use her flamethrower? Certainly not in this place. No, in a world with a faulty respawn system she could injure allies and really kill them.

It was all a pain. A nuisance. Did she have to behave? Maybe it was worth being punished, she broke the rules back home... why should she be 'good' here?

As she ran off in another direction, her flames swallowed up everything in it's path. The beautiful flowers quickly burnt away, the building that Pyro called her workplace had met it's destruction next. Firefighter had not been as good as word as she had thought it been. Had she been so stupid as to think she could have a job where she got paid to cause fires in Paradise? They only wanted her to put them out. They wanted her to hurt the thing she loved most. It made her want to cry...

Within a few hours, a large section of the city would be glowing an orange color. If one listened closely enough; through the flames, they might hear the maniacal laughter of a person inside.]

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[You can inhale too much smoke as a Pyro? That didn't seem logical to her. Was that supposed to be a comforting excuse for the real reason she crying?

Getting up to her knees, she took the cup and nodded silently. Her face was already stained in tears while her cheeks grew red both from the alcohol and the sobbing.]

Arigatou. Thank you.

[Downing the fluids in an instant, the moment the alcohol hit her she felt herself fall sideways off the couch. Landing on her rear, she shook her head back and forth and turned to Sniper hoping he didn't see how clumsy she was.]

*Letting her come over is going on the long list of mistakes he's made since coming to this place. He's not really sure what to do with a drunken, crying Pyro in his house.*

Maybe you should lay down.

*He gestures to the couch, but he's not going to help her up. Polite yes, gentlemanly no.*

[Reaching for her glass, she shook her head and extended her arms out towards him.]

No, I'm fine. Give me another, please.

[There was one way to stop crying she believed. Alcohol would make her forget her worries for a short time.]

You sure that's a good idea?

*But he pours her another cup anyway. And what the hell, he pours another for himself too. At least he hasn't fallen out of his chair yet.*

I'm a big girl.

[In more ways then one.]

I'll be fine.

[With a slight nod, Pyro drank the next one down just as quick. About a minute later, the woman realized she had started feeling rather hot. How strange, her tolerance for heat had always been good. Perhaps it was time to get out of the rest of her uniform?

Don't mind as Pyro stumbles to get up and starts stripping down to a pair of jean shorts and a wifebeater.]

*He's definitely going easy on this cup. He can actually start to feel it in his head, making everything warm and kind of fuzzy. All he needed was to get stupidly drunk with a RED and put himself in danger. On the other hand it wasn't like there were any Spies around, that he knew of, so maybe it didn't really matter what he did.*

You sure? You can barely stand up.

*He smirks, but he's not much better right now. Of course he can laugh, he's sitting down.*

Hmm? Why? Are you actually worried?

[A BLU being worried over a RED? That would be laughable! Wrapping one arm around her stomach, she pointed with her other at him and chuckled.]

Very very cute, Mr. Hawk! To think you'd be concerned over a filthy arsonist like myself!

[He probably just doesn't want you to throw up on his rug, Pyro.]

Just don't want you chunderin' on me in an hour.

*So yes, something like that.*

Maybe it's a good thing you never drank with yer team.

C-chund--wha!?

[She had no idea what that means. Shrugging it off, she went over to his side and sat on the arm rest. Tilting her head sideways, she blinks.]

Hmmm? That's not very nice...

[And here is where Pyro sort of falls backwards and lands on his lap. Jell-O is on the other side of the room watching his mother with the BLU. He does not like what he is seeing very much.]

Ah? Something feels...bony.

Nevermind.

*He eyes her warily as she perches on the arm of his chair. Cue the panic when she falls over onto him. He instantly pushes her off and shoves the chair backwards, losing his balance in the process and falling in a heap on the floor. Hey, at least he didn't fall on her with all his angular bony ribs and stuff.*

[Letting out a yelp when she was pushed off and falls to the floor, Pyro gets the nice cushioning of her bottom to fall on. It doesn't hurt much, but when she's intoxicated she loves to complain.]

You're cruel! Why'd you do that? All I did was land on you. Aren't I comfy? Engineer says I'm comfy...

[That might be a little too much information to share with anyone, EVER.]

I don't care if you're comfy. I don't want you sittin' on me.

*Now he has the hard task of getting all those lanky limbs of his to function and get himself off the floor. It's not going too well.*

Don't tell me about you an' Engineer. I don't wanna know.

What do you mean? All we do is sleep in the same bed together. Is that bad?

[You're now talking to a woman who barely understands sex or what sleeping in the same bed usually means. Oh, also? She won't remember this conversation. Have fun with that one, Sniper.]

I told you not t' tell me!

*He rubs his eyes with his palms. How much of that did he drink? Why is she sorta a fuzzy red blob now? Anyway, he's managed to sit up, his hoods on crooked and his hair is sticking up on one side, but he's sitting.*

I don't get it.

[You're still rather visible to Pyro. Actually, the more she drinks the better looking you're starting to get.]

Do you want to sleep in bed with me?

'course you don't.

*He sighs and starts to get up. And then promptly falls over again when Pyro opens her mouth and breaks his brain.*

Do I wanna... Wait.. no. Why would I..?

*He is so confused right now.*

Told you before, you're not my type.

[He's clumsier then she is.

Crawling over to him on the ground on hands and knees, she brings her face up dangerously close to his.]

What is your type that you like to sleep with?

*His lankiness is not helping things right now. He keeps getting himself tangled up. He tries to back away from her but there's a wall in the way. Dammit.*

Why?

*Sweet Saxton Hale what is happening here and how can he get away.*

Maybe I can help you. You've helped me. It's a fair trade, yes?

[She did have a lot of interesting things in her suit. Oh, there was also Jell-O! He was fun to sleep with.]

I don't need your help fer that!

*He pushes her away and tries to escape.*

[When he pushes her away, there is a high-pitched squeak that comes from her green blob of a pet. Jell-O thinks Sniper is trying to hurt his precious mother. On instinct, It begins hopping over to him and letting out more ear piercing squeaks.]

Jell-O! W-wait!

[And he's not going to obey Pyro Mama. Latching a sticky tentacle around one of Sniper's ankles, it refuses to let go.]

*He winces at the sound and whips around looking for the source of the squeaking. Oh boy, turning that fast had been a bad idea. Everything in front of him seems to be swimming and there's a cold something attached around his ankle... oh hell no.*

Get this blasted thing off me!

*He thrashes about, kicking at the thing with his other leg and wondering if he can drag himself over to where his knife is.*

Just calm down!

[Placing her hands in a stopping motion, she glared up at him.]

The more you move, the more nervous he will get. He most likely thinks you're going to hurt me.

[Whistling at Jell-O, she attempts once more to see if she can get his attention. It seems to be failing. Once Pyro is threatened it refuses to stop unless it feels no more threat.]

Just tell him you won't hurt me, be honest. He'll understand.

[She says this entirely serious, as if the green blob will cease it's attack.

By the way, at this point in time? Sniper might be feeling slimy goo sink into his pant leg.]]

Calm down? There's a livin' ball 'f ooze attached t' my leg. I wasn't tryin' t' hurt you in the first place!

*He growls as the thing oozes all over him.*

Get it off me or I'll cut it off.

You should of thought of that before you pushed me, twice! I was only trying to be nice! I thought--

[Going over to Jell-O on his ankle, Pyro grabs hold of his other tentacles and give one huge tug. There's an extremely high-pitched squeak as Jell-O releases his grip on Sniper. Pyro watches him get out of her own grasp through the thick layer of mucus covering her hands. With a huge splat, he flings onto a nearby wall.]

We were friends!

[Friends.

She just said friends, to a BLU.]

[Action] God, just don't get her too drunk or she'll start telling him he's good looking.

[Action] He is so not drunk enough to take that well.... This is going amazingly. XD

[Action] STUPID SEXY SNIPER.

[Action] Sure Pyro, more booze will fix this.

[Action] He'll have good blackmail. XD

[Action] But when is he ever going to be able to use it?

[Action] Good for trollin' Medic. Mentioned getting called sexy by pyro=RAGE

[Action] Sniper doesn't know that though. And he's not likely to blackmail people. The grump..

[Action] Ffffff. HE'S JUST GONNA LINEFACE ABOUT IT, ISN'T HE? XD;

[Action] Yep. GEEZ. HOW'D YOU KNOW.

[Action] Cuz Sniper is like Golgo 13 without the sexy ladies and being Japanese.

[Action] I totally googled that and then went: D'aawwwww. Lookit all the line face.

[Action] Great anime, even with the ladies in bed he's just all lineface. IT MAKES ME LOL.

[Action] ROFL. That's brilliant. That would probably be Sniper too.

[Action] That's attractive. Also, ohgod im so sorry Sniper. XD

[Action] ........ *sob*

[Action] You know, shes just thinking stuffed animals and innocent things...xD;;;

[Action] And here I thought I'd never get to use this icon....

[Action] Expect the unexpected around Pyro.

[Action] Don't expect to be invited over for additional sleepovers after this...

[Action] XD Oh, dear.

[Action] Oh Jell-O. This is why we can't have nice things..

[Action] He gets nervous when things try to hurt Pyro...

[Action] Well, on the positive side they're not talking about sex anymore. Not that Pyro ever was...

Re: [Action] Well, on the positive side they're not talking about sex anymore. Not that Pyro ever wa

[Action] ........ sob