burnthehand (burnthehand) wrote in x_2012, @ 2010-10-28 12:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | rogue |
Who:Pyro, OT anyone at Omega Base
What: Fun with Fire
When: Wednesday night
Where: Omegas Base bunker
Warnings: Language, likely.
... just what it was like to really let loose. Sure, he'd done quite a few things with his powers, but he'd always kept himself a bit held back. Long term things to wear himself out, but never pushing for the most he can do all at once. And then someone had pointed out the fact that there was a bunker that was being worked on, and in the meantime it was a good place to practice the more destructive powers. So, he'd taken it upon himself to find one of the nice little rooms and have a bit of a party in it.
Four lighters sat in the middle of the room, a handful of his trademark zippos, each one lit and simply sitting open on the floor, giving him a space to work from. Pyro himself was stripped to the waist, sweat rolling down his body and his hair tied back as as he works his hands through slow motions in front of him, his body blocking most of the doorway mainly because that's where all the air was at the moment. Far more impressive than him, or his actions, were the actions of the fire in front of him. Starting from the lighters a jet of fire had raised, and was washing around the room like a living thing.
His hands moved faster, a look of concentration taking over his face as he pushed harder, the flame tattoo on his shoulder looking almost realistic with the movement of muscles beneath, even as the room in front of him turned into a veritable firestorm, the flames spinning and rolling in on themselves, scorching walls, ceiling, and floor of the room all at once, and doubtless had anything alive been in the room to start with, it not longer was. As if testament to that the lighters on the floor of the room exploded in a series of sharp pops as the flame ignited the fuel inside, and then quickly melted the thin steel coverings as well, and still the storm went on, heat pushing past the man into the hallway beyond until he finally relaxes his body, and the fire starts to rapidly burn itself out on lack of fuel and oxygen.