[Entry 016]

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

Mm. I haven't done anything all day. My arm still feels weird.

... I might need to refill my lighter soon.

Bobby, wanna go get something to eat?

Comments

[freezetagging.livejournal.com]

Yeah...uh, you might be feeling that arm thing for a while.


...Sure.

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

... Joy.

.... Does your whole body feel this weird, after you do that?

[freezetagging.livejournal.com]

If it makes you feel any better, I'll have this eye for a while.

... And no, actually. It doesn't really feel that different.

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

... [snort] Got you pretty good, didn't I?

Bleh, you're usually pretty cold, aren't you?

[freezetagging.livejournal.com]

Iii'm not sure I should be giving you any reason to brag.

Kinda, I guess. Comes with the package. You're the one who wears coats in the middle of summer.

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

[doodled ">:)"]

... What? They're comfortable.

[freezetagging.livejournal.com]

I'm just going to take your word for it and leave it there.

So what do you want to eat?

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

Your loss.

Dunno. Whatever's in the kitchen.

[freezetagging.livejournal.com]

... There's ice cream?

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

... [laugh] Alright.

[freezetagging.livejournal.com]

Cool. [scribbled :)] Guess I'll meet you there.

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

Punching boobs one day, having dates the next.

If that isn't love, Pyro, we don't know what is~

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you probably don't.

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

We didn't hear a denial.

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't listen no matter what I said about it, would you?

[twoto-two.livejournal.com]

One, I think he's finally catching on~

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

I think I deserve a medal.

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

[sketch a collar with a tag that looks like a medal which proudly proclaims "WINNAR"]

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

Mm, yeah, I think I'll leave the whole collar shtick to you guys.

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

You can run from your past, Pyro, but you can't hide from your future. ♥

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

... Why does that sound like a threat?

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

Perhaps it is.

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

[oneto-one.livejournal.com]

[blazeofblue.livejournal.com]

....

Not friends? Are you sure about that??

AND HOW COME I DON'T GET TO COME?

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

... We've had words.

[laugh] You want to come get ice cream?

[blazeofblue.livejournal.com]

Yuh huh.

Sure~~ After the thing yesterday in the library I'm up for something nice~

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

Alright, meet us in the kitchen.

Me too.

[blazeofblue.livejournal.com]

See you there~

[wutmullet.livejournal.com]

Is this lighter thing your weapon? It sounds really cool!

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I used to have these really awesome flamethrowers, but the castle stole them when I came here.

[wutmullet.livejournal.com]

The castle's such a jerk. But you still got a weapon, so it's not all bad, right?

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

I am the weapon. ... Lighters are harder to use than the flamethrowers were, though. [doodled ":("]

[wutmullet.livejournal.com]

Is that why people keep stabbing you? Bet they're all envious that you're so awesome!

A lighter is still cooler than a sitar. Can I see how it works sometime?

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

[laugh] That must be it.

... It's just a regular lighter. [beat] You use a sitar? As a weapon?

[wutmullet.livejournal.com]

It can't be regular if you can do your flame thing with it!

Well, sure. I'm the Melodious Nocturne, after all. I wouldn't be called that if I didn't have a musical instrument as a weapon.

[loluronfire.livejournal.com]

Oh, it is regular... I'm just not. [scribbled ">:)"]

... What do you do, play until they decide they'd rather jam than kill you?

[wutmullet.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well that's even better! [scribbled happy face]

Nooooo. The music helps me control the water! I can make water clones and geisers and all kinds of stuff. [a sigh] I really miss it.