Elektra/Bobby/Pyro/Open
In the classic way that Pyro operated, he came late and more casually. The alarm itself was unmistakable. He was certain at some point he activated it himself back in the day. He was also certain that Iceman or Kitty were the ones to stop him. Ah, memories.
Except this time he was on the opposite side of the equation. Was he? He was friendly enough with Drake and they didn't hate each other. Kitty and him were, well they were figuring that out. But here he was walking up to the situation at hand.
A woman, which he guessed was Elektra, was well and attacking Bobby. She wasn't listening to the comments to stop or slow down, and well, St. John was who he was and Pyro flicked the lighter to life and the hall got a lot hotter and a lot redder as he sent an excessive amount of flames right at the woman attacking Bobby, no warning, no care.