Who ⬤ Shealtiel & Various
What ⬤ July mini event/substories/misc threads
When ⬤ Through July
Where ⬤ Various
Content Warnings ⬤ None currently
( it's "closed" only because I don't have any open prompts, but hit me up if you'd like to start anything! starters in the comments. )
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...If you don't have any, then I apologize. Things have been tense for all of us, haven't they?
( An excuse, he knows, and not one that justifies it... But he's also irritated at himself. Too much so to not make up reasons for why it all happened. )
Whatever you were using... It looks a lot like stardust. But it must be some kind of ability, then?
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[ Which he realizes has largely meant nothing to most people. He supposes he has to explain. ]
I'm a human born with symbiosis with this flame. The flame and I are of one will.
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( And now he looks genuinely curious, but he also feels like it's a little tasteless to throw tons of questions at the guy he just attacked on the streets. )
So it's fire, not just sparkles enhancing moves. ( Woops. ) I... see...
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[ Lio snapped his fingers, summing up a tuft of those very same flames and letting them dance around him briefly before a gesture of his hand cut through them, dissipating once more into the air, leaving Shealtiel with not more than a wall of heat hitting his face. ]
Good. Look before you leap, or the next guy you meet will put you in a shallow grave.
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He needs to find a better way of locating his sources. A better way of checking... Maybe he could ask some of the higher ups.
The fire did make him flinch, but even that just causes Shealtiel to grit his teeth and bear it. He doesn't run, he doesn't cower more than a flinch, and his arms are back down just as quickly as they'd been raise to shield himself. )
...I'll keep that in mind, whether you meant for me to or not.
My name is Shealtiel. ( A pause, and he looks away, half turning to leave. ) I won't let it happen again.
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[ Something about that name sounded unusual... But he didn't dwell on it, instead measuring the way the other man had reacted to the flames, to the heat. He felt a little bad, being so rough with him (even if it could have been worse), but some lessons had to come the hard way or they didn't stick. ]
Lio Fotia.
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He looks back to make sure he properly acknowledges the name given in turn, which he's actually surprised comes. )
...Thanks, Lio.
( Then, he takes his leave. He needs to re-research his original source and get back to that stardust hunt, this time a little differently. Maybe next time he meets this man, it can be different. )