¤ 17 - Last one standing

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he hadn't heard from him in a while. It was worrying, but... he never expected him to actually be gone. So much so that the blank door doesn't register right away.]

It can't be...

[he opens it, finds the room empty, and stands there for a hanging moment] ...No.

[a minute goes by, and he wavers on his feet. He almost drops to his knees and lets this hit him in a defeated rush. ...Almost. Instead, something inside catches him. He knows his uncle wouldn't want him to let rage overtake him, but... well, Iroh is more than a world away now. The fire builds, and he remembers someone suggesting that he should just take the castle down, brick by brick. It had been a tempting idea at the time... and now, what was stopping him?

So, like a certain similar moment a few months ago, a fiery explosion rocks one of the castle hallways. This time, it's lucky floor number 9. With a roar, a fireball blasts into the hallway from room 913, and continues from there.

He'd really like nothing more than to burn this place to the ground.]


((ooc: Floor 9 is on fire! Anyone who wants to join in stopping him, try to keep it all in one thread. For everyone else reacting, yelling, having their stuff burn, comment away anywhere~ mod-approved destruction))

Comments

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[Mark's in the middle of sorting out the pile of new music he dragged in from the music room, when he hears the explosion down the hall, and nearly falls out of his chair]

Holy shit! [he pokes his head out the door in time to see .... HIS HALLWAY ON FIRE]

Oh, fuck. Ohhhh, fuck. ... Where do they keep the fire extinguishers in this place ... shit shit shit --!

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Mark?! What's going on?!

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Someone set the fucking hall on fire! Don't come up here, I ... I don't know how safe it is. There are some people trying to put it out, but ...

Jesus fucking Christ.

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Why are you standing around talking about it?! Grab your lizard and get out of there!

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Yeah. . . . I think I just heard the Doc. I'll bring Cohen down to you, okay?

COHEN? <3<3

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Alright. You be careful, okay? [do not want barbecued boyfriend!]

It's cooler than Leonard. :D

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah.... [he'll scoop up the terrarium and slip past the knot of people at the far end of the hall. a minute later, he kicks at Nora's door, hands full o leezard]

Much

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[YANKS the door open as soon as she hears him, looking equal parts scared shitless and happy he's alive]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[his eyes widen - he wasn't expecting her to yard open the door like that] Whoa, hey - it's okay, one piece, no burn holes in the shirt, fully functioning iguana. See?

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[lets out the breath she'd been holding. What? His hall was on fire. She can hear people fighting something or someone up there. She was WORRIED]

Come on in. You can put him on my table. Fuck. You smell like smoke. You sure you're okay?

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm okay ... [he lugs Cohen and his terrarium inside and sets him down on a spot not littered with art supplies]

... I might go up and see if they need help, though. I mean ... Jesus.

[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

[staaaaaaare]

Mark. What're you gonna do? Go up with a fire extinguisher?