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¤ 17 - Last one standing

[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))

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[Quorra was bird-watching from her balcony when she heard the ruckus from up above. Seeing the smoke pouring from the windows, she decides it's worth investigation. Upon arrival, she gasps aloud at the destruction. She's even more amazed when she spots the source.]

Is he generating fire from his body?

[Mark's hanging back at the end of the hall that isn't on fire, yet, and looks over at her, just as freaked]

I ... I think he is. ... The Doc's here, though. I think ... I think this might be under control.

[Coming all the way out of her room, Alex tosses her paintbrush over her shoulder and pushes past the observers.]

Like a little bit of foam's really gonna make a dent.

[Reaching down, she pulls what looks like a long, red stick out of her boot.]

[In any other situation, Quorra would be excited to meet all these new people, but she's still worried about that fire! She looks over at Alex, curious.]

What will you do?

What I do best.

[She mutters something under her breath, a sentence that, if you're listening closely enough, sounds like, "This firestorm is becoming a pain, so bring this hallway a bit of rain." And within seconds, the ceiling of the hallway has becoming obscured by thick, blueish clouds. There's a soft crackle of thunder, and all down the hallway, rain starts falling.]

That should help with what's already burning. Still need to stop him, though. I'll be rooting for you.

[Vaguely notices the rain, but he's more worried about Zuko and the flames pouring out of his room at the moment. Tired of squinting at the flames inside Zuko's room, he decides to pull his sunglasses out. Unfortunately, he's not looking at what glasses he pulls out of his jacket, and instead pulls out a pair of horn rimmed glasses]

This should make things a bit easier.

[slips the glasses on and, almost instantly, all the flames in his line of sight are extinguished]

((the glasses are from the lost room))

Edited 2011-02-25 21:05 (UTC)

[Magic everywhere! Quorra can hardly contain herself; she's never seen such sights. Still, there is the matter of the flamethrower, so she strides forward through the rain and the smoke to stand beside Eleven, just in case whoever this is might need subduing. She draws the disc from her back, and its circumference flares with light, thrumming softly with energy.]

Edited 2011-02-25 21:13 (UTC)

[you folks have some maneuvering room then... just as Zuko sort of blasts a big hole into the hallway, followed by the fire that made it. It doesn't seem like he's noticed any of you at all, simply hell-bent on smashing the place up]

[Fortunately, this one is incredibly agile. She dodges around the fresh trail of fire and tries to call out to him. She'll throw her disc if she has to, but she's trying so hard to leash her aggression.]

You have to stop this! You're going to hurt someone!

[stares in shock for a moment before lowering the glasses. The flames sprout back up and he takes a step back, raising the glasses again. Once the flames die back down he shakes his head]

I'm not sure where these came from, but they're certainly interesting.

[to Zuko] Oy! You, hot-head! Mind coming over here? I think we need to have a few words about fire safety!

[pulling out his sonic, he pulls a little jiggery pokery with the fire extinguisher and ramps up the power so it's closer to a fire hose. Turning it on Zuko, he attempts to douse him in the flame retardant materials]

[he hears a voice, sees someone coming toward him-- but then there is a whole lot of something else firing in his direction, and he reacts as he would if he was being attacked with anything else: more fire.

Look out, guys. Fire proportionate to overpowering the amount of fire extinguisher foam is being punched in their direction]

Whoah! [Quorra nimbly rolls away from the fiery onslaught. As she does this, she detaches the baton on her ankle and activates its energy sword. Brandishing both the sword and disc, she issues a final warning.]

No one is trying to harm you--we just want you to stop!

Shit! DOC, LOOK OUT!

[Mark dives into the cover of a nearby door-frame. isn't that what you're supposed to do with this? or is that earthquakes? ... shit. all his disaster lessons from homeroom are eluding him. this sucks. there's got to be some way to stop this guy ..]

[Thankfully, the glasses keep any of the fire from reaching the Doctor. Still, he jumps back a bit out of instinct. Hearing Mark yell behind him he takes a few steps back, looking around.]

Right. It's going to take more to stop him than I thought. Mark. You and I are going to get everyone else off this floor. That rain's keeping the flames at bay, but no telling for how long. We don't know how bad this might get, best to have everyone out of harm's way, hmm?

Everyone? [he blinks. there's the TINIEST hesitation there. they'll all hear his voice, have a face to connect it to --

-- or they could all burn to death, Hunter, get a fucking grip on yourself. Some things are more important. he nods]

Okay. I'll take this end of the hall, since I don't have ... crazy ... magic ... whatever the hell those are type glasses.

[Nonchalantly: ] You know, I could always just turn him into a gerbil or a sandwich or something if you want to go ahead and end this.

[was hanging back, curious as to what all these people were gonna do

To Alex:] Please don't. Fire breathing gerbils are probably hard to keep in cages.

[Finally takes a step closer to Zuko:] Oi! What the hell are you doing?? [besides the obvious, that is]

Well yeah, but a fire-breathing sandwich probably wouldn't be that bad.

[Still, this girl doesn't look like one to mess with, so Alex just continues fighting the fire with her stream of water. For kicks, she throws some of it over onto Zuko.]

[he manages to catch what Quorra shouts over the flames]

Stop?? You should be helping me!

[to emphasize his point, he turns to hit the other wall, bursting the glass of the windows-- taking brick and mortar with it.]

Probably give you indigestion. [muttermutter]

Dammit, Zuko. Did you turn deaf as well as stupid?? [need. to get fire idiot's. attention.]

[comes back over, still wearing the glasses, so most of the fire in Zuko's room (at least, what hasn't already been doused by Alex's water stream) goes out]

We need to do something. If we can't stop him, we can at least get him out of here so he doesn't burn the castle down around our ears.

[QUORRA IS APPALLED BY YOU, MISTER. She shields her face from the spray of shattered glass and other debris, but continues to move forward.]

Why are you doing this?!

[AS SHE SHOULD BE. He notices the others there now, but they only have enough of his attention for him to briefly glare]

Get away from me!

[and then he continues taking his aggression out on the thing he's really angry at-- the castle. Or, at least this wall of it. Punching out another chunk of the weakened structure. ...Hopefully there are no people out there under the window]

[Ohh, what to do! She doesn't want to hurt him, but he doesn't seem terribly keen on reason. She decides that she just has to make a move, and so as he's punching the wall, she leaps forward, attempting to sweep kick him off of his feet. Her martial arts ain't magic, but it's still pretty solid.]

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I can tag in order, really

Tagging in order? What's that?

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