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

[notintehkitchen]

[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.]

Comments

They seem to break apart from this... D8

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

[He was watching her silently. She seemed thoughtful. But... What did he expect? If she didn't trust him now, that wouldn't just change. She wouldn't change one bit. For a brief moment he let the disappointment show. The hurt feelings, as well as the sadness he hardly even realized himself.

By now he had lost his sense of time. How long have they been here like that now? Thirty minutes? An hour? Even longer? Medic had no idea how long it had been when he leaned down one last time. Not for air, though, but to once again copy what Pyro had done by ever so lightly pressing his own lips to hers, while at the same time moving his hands to grab both of her shoulders and with one sudden movement brought them both back up to the surface.

Before Pyro was even capable to comprehend that, though, the older RED aimed one decent blow of his right at the left side of her face, repaying the last of her actions from before.

That done, he stood in the fountain and right away turned to walk away, speaking to her audibly at last. His voice hardly managed to betray the disappointment he felt.]

Very vell. Haff it your vay. If you say I can not understand you, zhen be it zhat vay. Zhe zity ist yours to destroy. Burn it to ashes, burn every last zitizen. But let uns out before. Stay vizh your Engineer until you burn him as vell, but do not look for zhe child, as she ist no longer hier. Und vhen you are done destroying zhis plaze und zhere ist nozhing left to burn for you... Do not come after us zhat ve intended to leave to begin vizh oder I vill kill you myself.

[And he began walking through the water back towards the edge, not looking back.]

...if you can not trust me, I vill not trust you anymore eizher.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[The way he kissed her and immediately followed it up by punching her in the face reminded her of her own actions. Letting out a whimper at the contact, the Pyro placed a hand on her bruising cheek and began rubbing at it.

She didn't hit him back or try to do anything. Simply kneeling in the fountain, she watched him go to the edge.]

.... You're wrong.

[Coughing slightly, the woman attempted to grab the end of his coat and give it a tug.]

Had I wanted to destroy everything, I would of not stopped to take you out. You would've died, again. Sensei is.... is....

Sensei is more important then burning things, I thought. So even if I lose my flamethrower and my gas mask, I do not feel so bad. I was able to help you, something I couldn't do in the past last time I had a chance.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

[He snarled at the tug, stopped at her words, but didn't turn back.]

Und? Vhat ist zhe point? You had your achievement, if zhat ist all you vere after. More important, you say. Sure. If you can not even trust me, zhose vords haff no meaning.

[He snorted, then muttered.]

I tried. I failed. Nun let me go!

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

...

I will let you go, if that is what you want.

[Removing her hand, she stood up in the fountain and headed to the edge herself. Jumping off, she stumbled a bit on her feet as she made contact with the ground.]

But I will not give up. The more you resist me, the harder I will come back and try again. Sensei will not be allowed to stay angry at me for long.