Week Three: Wednesday, April 17th, 2007
Who: Frankie and Xael When: Wednesday evening Where: House of Fire
Frankie was still concerned about her powers. She had received reassurance from various people... all telling her that it wasn't likely she'd lose all control and set someone on fire, but the 'heated' feeling she got during recent make-out sessions made her nervous. She couldn't fight the fear of hurting someone. The plague of worried thoughts had actually caused her to bolt upright in bed early Wednesday morning. She'd been having a wonderful dream about Clove, but the dream quickly turned to a nightmare where her body burst into flames and killed him. She had to do something about these fears.
When in her fire use class that day, she'd considered talking to her teacher, but the whole thing was so horribly embarrassing. No, she couldn't talk to some old person about this! She decided she'd need to hit up Xael once again. He'd told her several times already that she wasn't likely to get her flame on while getting down with a guy, but she needed more reassurances. As soon as class was over, she begged him to meet up with her that evening so they could talk it over some more.
After classes, she'd done a bit of homework and got dinner, then, looking at the clock, she slipped on some fuzzy pink slippers that matched her pale tank top, and shuffled out to the common room. Her too-long jeans dragged along the floor behind her, tattered at the hem from getting stuck under her sneakers on a regular basis. Her blond and pink locks were thrown up into a messy ponytail not pulled all the way through the hair band. She looked about as chill as you could get, yet on the inside she was nervous. Xael was the person she felt closest to where powers were concerned. They were fairly evenly matched when it came to using fire. But that wasn't the only reason she trusted him for such a discussion. He was blunt about everything, and she knew he'd never tell her something just to ease her fears. He would tell it like it was.
Frankie plopped down on a couch and pulled her feet up, sitting cross-legged on the center cushion. Grabbing a throw pillow, she hugged it to her chest and waited for Xael to show up.