ira darling fights fire with fire (flameproof) wrote in powerton, @ 2011-02-10 01:24:00 |
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Setting a car on fire, really, the damn nerve of some people. Even the greenest of greenhorns quickly picked up on the fact that Ira was the king of the fire domain around these parts. The way he flaunted his powers made it impossible for anyone to forget, which was why they were all so quick to assume it was his handiwork. Needless to say, he didn't like other people trying to muscle in on his territory. Not with a sloppy, half-assed show like that, fuck no. He may have been obvious but at least he had panache. Even now, lingering on the first floor of the Terra house as if it were the most obvious thing to do at this ungodly hour, he was mulling over the possible culprits (and rivals) at the back of his mind, abilities that were different albeit similar enough to his own. Little Miss Priss Jayne Lowe was right about one thing: there were cameras fixed in a few places about the campus, and he figured that Mr. or Ms. Car-Bomb wasn't smart enough to smile nice and pretty for the principal in all the photos that would turn up.
"Probably some uppity little freshman," he scoffed under his breath, snapping his fingers in a quiet rhythm to make pale blue flames flare on and off at his fingertips. They'd get their just desserts, with or without his interference. Right now he was restless and itching to wreak havoc of his own, and Piper North was the closest person to come to being his regular partner-in-crime.