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RED Pyro (Mori Momo) ([personal profile] notintehkitchen) wrote2011-09-17 11:05 pm

[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.]

[identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Fire. What seemed like half the city was lit on fire. And Medic didn't even have to ask why it was burning. No. Not with the Pyro and her flamethrower gone just like that. But she was wrong. So very wrong if she believed they couldn't find her. He couldn't find her. She was RED. She was on his team right now. All he had to do was run through those flames until he caught her signal.

Archimedes was intelligent enough to stay away from the fires at least. Instinct. And an urge to stay alive. Something neither of these REDs actually seem to have.

When Medic finally spotted the firestarter, he couldn't help but snarl slightly at the sight. And yet he quickly ran up to her.]

Pyro! Vhat are you doing?!

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[When Medic ran towards her, she mumbled incoherently. Even if she took off the mask, her words right now would not make sense to him. She had gone back to her foreign tongue.

Taking quick steps back, Pyro give off a few warning blasts to tell him not to come any closer. If he dared to stop her destruction, she would not have it. Medic would meet the same fate as everything else in her path.]

[identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Unimpressed by the flames sprouting out of her flamethrower Medic quickly marched closer anyway with nothing but his medigun with him actually. He still had to get his weapons back.

He was aware of the fact that she could indeed harm him with that flamethrower, and yet he merely glared at these soulless eyes on her mask as he approaches, gesturing with his hand.]

Schtopp vhat you are doing! How many zivilians do you zhink you already killed oder hurt today?

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Civilians? Why would she care about those? The ones burning had never been her friends or understood her like these flames did. At the time she needed companionship the most, she had always been alone. No human wanted to deal with a person with a serious disorder.

For a brief moment, something came rushing back from her childhood. The sound of chains and the feeling of metal on her wrists and ankles. She had been caged like an animal as punishment. Locked away.
If she had to live such a miserable life, she'd rather live causing destruction before she left this world.]

Mmmffnnn mprhhhh MNNNN! MRPPHHH!

[identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
Fein. Just ignore meine vords, zhen.

[Since Pyro decided to just keep standing there, rooted to the spot, mumbling something, Medic could simply step up to her. He resisted the urge to cover his mouth and nose from the uprising smoke, though he was aware how breathing might become difficult soon.

Not hesitating any further, Medic reached out to grab either her wrist... Or her flamethrower.]

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
[The sensation of her wrist being grabbed felt like the metal handcuffs closing in on her. Attempting to tug her wrist away, Pyro pushed backwards on the back of her heels and let out a muffled scream.

He couldn't take her, he couldn't take her into a room and make her trapped without her flames. She wouldn't let him. He would have to kill her first and then throw her dead body inside. With one hand on her flamethrower, she found it difficult to steady it and keep it held up.]
Edited 2011-09-18 07:21 (UTC)

[identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
Just vhat ist vrong vizh you today?!

[Snarling at her reaction, Medic tightened his grip, pulling her arm up and towards himself. Without further warning he would bring up his other hand and attempt to pull off that gas mask. At least both of them should suffer the same lack of oxygen here.]

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[She had done a lot of work already tonight, If Medic got the upper hand on her it was simply because she was starting to feel her exhaustion,

When the mask was removed and her face exposed, the woman automatically closed her eyes. Several new burn scars had made their way onto her neck and chin area. Not only that, but parts of her hair had been entirely burned off leaving small bald patches everywhere.]

...

[When she finally opened her mouth to speak, she coughed with the pressure of smoke filling her lungs. It didn't annoy her personally as much as it might others, but it did make it difficult to talk.]

Sensei did what I am doing not so long ago.

... I understand now. Sensei's pain. Let's destroy this world together.

[identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
[He wasn't going to show it, but the lack of air was slowly beginning to have an effect on Medic. Sure. There was still his regeneration working against it, but even then. Scrunching up his nose at her words, Medic grabbed her wrist tighter out of pure anger. His other hand was then placed onto her free upper arm as if to ensure she wouldn't get away.

Fixing her with his glare, he spoke again]

Ja. UND I killed myseld. UND I forgot about you! UND I made you pretty upset by doing so!

[He coughed harshly at raising his own voice, having inhaled too much of the smoke at once. Darn. He should just drag her out of this!]

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Ouch, that hurt. Medic sure felt stronger then usual. The last time they battled it seemed pathetic. But now, all he was doing was grabbing her wrist and making her cringe.

Biting down on her lower lip as she paused, she shook her head.]

It was selfish of me to be mad at you. What you were doing you only did because that is the way you want to act naturally.

{Giving a nod towards the mass destruction beyond her, she continued.]

I'm the same way. I just want to be what I am. I'm Pyro, but lately I've been feeling like what my parents wanted me to be. I feel like Momo, I don't like it. It scares me.
Edited 2011-09-18 07:59 (UTC)

[identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
Tchhhh...

[He let out a drawn hiss at her changing her opinion just like that. She had hit him in the face for doing all this after all! He leaned down towards her ear, lowering his voice as well.]

You did not seem entirely unhappy, however. Being vizh all of us. Vizh zhe Herr Engineer. Vizh Hana. Vas it really zhat bad?

[Medic's voice dropped another bit, his hand on her upper arm sliding for a moment, but quickly being placed up on her shoulder to steady himself when he noticed his balance slipping from the upcoming dizziness.]

I... Do not mind Momo.

[It was the first time she had told him her real name. And thus the first time for him ever saying it as well.]

You are not Pyro oder Momo. You are bozh. Zhe Pyro... Momo.

[Another harsh coughin fit hit the man, leaving him with no other option then to lean onto the woman he was still somewhat holding in place just about there. He could only wonder where he had dropped that gas mask of her when his own balance left him and he fell forward. His entire weight onto that smaller woman in front of him.]

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[She listened to him carefully. The way his voice lowered and he spoke non-threateningly despite her doing something disapproving confused her.

As his weight fell onto hers, Pyro brought her arm out and held his back. Turning her gaze at her flamethrower, she was unsure if she carry both him and it out with her.]

... Ah! Shimatta.

[Dropping the flamethrower to the ground, she grabbed onto Medic with both hands and decided to move him away from the smoke. It would be best to take him to the concrete where the fire couldn't spread.]

I'll get you out of here.

[Picking him up Princess style, the woman had no shame in carrying him this way. There had been times before where she had to carry fallen comrades. This was just another one of those occasions, right? Turning her head back as she walked away from her precious flamethrower, she swore she could feel her eye start to twitch again just from deserting it like that.

Wasn't the flamethrower a better friend then Medic? What about Engineer and Hana?]

...Mou. What a pain.

[Heading towards the center of the city, Momo sighed. With the fountain close, she looked down at the fellow RED. She would take Medic to it and lay him down on the edge. Once she did, she would unzip the front of her uniform and remove her undershirt. Quickly zipping back up, she used this cloth in the water. Making it wet, she then rubbed it against Medic's face.]
Edited 2011-09-18 14:09 (UTC)

[identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Medic didn't notice any of this. Not with his body having decided to shut down everything that wasn't necessary to survive due to the accute lack of oxygen.

But as soon as that wet cloth made it to his face, he flinched, the body already having picked up on the actually breathable air around.

Clenching his eyes shut, he brought his hand up towards the wetness out of pure reflex, vaguely caught her hand with his but other than before didn't hold onto it as he had earlier but rather maintained a brief contact before opening his eyes once more. Almost as if to make sure...]

...ah, Momo--

[]The older RED coughed again, his own lungs eager to clean out the smoke and ashes he had breathed in before. He briefly shock his head, then looked back at the female, voice still low, but more to keep his lungs from getting the better of him again.]

You... You can talk to me... About zhese zhings.

[No accusations. No you should have. More an offer than anything, really.]

I know you do not really vant to harm all zhose innozent ones. I am sure ve can find somezhing zhat vorks for you as vell!
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[personal profile] chibibrushheir 2011-09-18 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Chibi had never seen so much fire in his short life. and when it began to rush to the park he called home for most of his stay in Paradise, he knew he had to try to put it out...but there was no source of water big enough immediately available.

Using Deluge was the only option, but making it rain over the blittle bit of burning in the park and playground took a lot of his godly power even for those few seconds. The fire here was out though so he move onto the next.

By the time he gor to Pyro, the little deity would appear as nothing but a white puppy for a few minutes because his brush was used up..
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[personal profile] bye_to_yer_head 2011-09-18 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
*Sniper watched all this unfold through his zoomed in scope. He was standing on the roof of his apartment, unfortunately making himself a fairly obvious blue target on the horizon.

He grimaced and lowered his gun, watching the flames. It didn't seem close enough to burn down his current residence so he wasn't going to leave just yet, but he could see Pyro down there running around with her flamethrower.

He had just been starting to think of her as something other than a filthy arsonist too.*
Edited 2011-09-18 20:37 (UTC)

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
What am I supposed to do when I cannot be free to do the one thing I love? Simple bonfires are not going to cut it for me.

[Placing one hand over her face in shame, she shook her head back and forth.]

I... I can't. My desire is not something so easily understood just by talking to someone.

[Besides Medic was a Doctor not a psychologist... although, considering how insane everyone on team was perhaps he had studied in psychology?]

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Looking down at the white puppy, something in her brain made her stop briefly in her destruction.

She had always loved all animals, especially dogs. There was only a little humanity left in her to show enough kindness to something so innocent.]

Mmmmnnphhhhy?

[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Your scope is annoying as shit. Don't think she can't see a BLU dot around her lovely flames.

Staring in the direction of where the dot was coming from, she knew Sniper had to be watching her. Surely enough he was thinking of what a filthy arsonist she was and that a Pyro could never change. Something like that.

...

Well, maybe he was right.]
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[personal profile] chibibrushheir 2011-09-18 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Naturally, Chibi had no idea what she just said with her mask on/ But he did jump on her or anything, only barking at her and coming closer.

It would be a little bit before a small portion of his powers came back, so he had to try to make her stop it.
]
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[personal profile] bye_to_yer_head 2011-09-18 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
*Well he's not going to shoot her, even though she's standing there like a perfect target, just begging for a headshot.

As long as she didn't try and burn him or his house, she could do whatever she wanted as far as he was concerned. But he was gonna keep watch, just in case she started getting closer.*

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[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
[After a brief moment, she turns away from him and pulls out her phone. As much as she hates typing with these damned rubber gloves on, she has no other choice.]

Back off.
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[personal profile] bye_to_yer_head 2011-09-19 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
*Oh. Text.

Scout's explanation of how the phone worked did not cover this aspect of it. He could read it, but had no idea how to respond. He lowered his gun so at least there wasn't a blue dot from his scope dancing around.*

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[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Good boy, now look away.

[She wants you to completely ignore that a part of the city is completely up in flames.

After a moment, she disappears into the flames and doesn't respond again for several hours.]

You didn't send Sensei after me, did you?
bye_to_yer_head: (genuine anger)

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[personal profile] bye_to_yer_head 2011-09-19 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
*He glares over at where she's standing, but he's not going to just ignore what she's doing. He retreats over the peak of the roof and lays down so hopefully he can see her without her seeing him.

By the time she finally responds again he's gotten bored of trying to see her in the dark, not to mention he hates the cold so he's back inside cleaning his gun. Instead of trying to respond via text he just video calls her since he sort of knows how to do that. He has the hood of his shirt up, but not the face mask, and he's not wearing his glasses.*


'course I didn't. I barely know how t' work this bloody thing t' call him. An' he wouldn't listen t' me if I did.

*He flips the bullet he's holding around his fingers.*

Why? He go after you?
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[identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[She has no gas mask on anymore. Also, say hello to the bald patches in her hair and the new burn scars covering her neck and chin. Someone went fire happy before they even put the uniform on!]

Yes, it was rather bothersome. I think he was trying to drag me out but he ended up collapsing onto me instead. I guess he couldn't tolerate the smoke.

[Tapping her fingers on her forehead, she growled.]

Why must someone always come and ruin my fun? He made me lose my gas mask and flamethrower because I had to save him!

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