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tushanshu_logs2015-08-07 10:25 pm
edgeoftheknife) wrote in tushanshu_logs2015-08-07 10:25 pm
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[OPEN] Didn't I see this movie?
Characters: Erskine, Bakura, and OPEN
Date: August 10, 2016
Location: Central Sector
Situation: Erskine has been failing to deal with some Bad Things from his past and now it's catching up to him. He's having a bit of a nervous breakdown and, as an Elemental sorcerer, is going to be setting fire to a building in the city as a result. Tag-ins welcome from anyone! Come help put the fire out before someone gets hurt. Come shuffle the kedan away from the burning building. Come yell at this idiot?
Warnings/Rating: Bad headspace. Possible violence. Arson. Vague spoilers for the SP series through the end of book 8; will try to keep specific spoilers to a minimum unless noted otherwise. Please let me know if you're okay with spoilers or not and I can adjust as necessary ♥
He'd asked for help.
That thought echoed small and almost forgotten in the back of Erskine's mind. He'd asked for help. It shouldn't have come to this. Maybe he'd been too late, or maybe he'd been past the point of saving.
The evening was hot--too hot. Everything was hot and dry and the fire spread too quickly, jumping from the awnings of an outdoor cafe to the quaint little building behind it. Fire bloomed a brilliant orange against the skyline, against the deep blue of the sky. Kedan screamed, scrambled to get away, to get their loved ones away. Screamed at him, though from a safe distance.
Who wanted to get too close to the man with fire in his hands and rage in his eyes?
((ooc: Please note that for the sake of continuity/planning/etc, Bakura is going to be the one to take Erskine out of the area, andno one is going to die no kedan are going to die. Otherwise feel free to interact as you see fit, even if it's not with Erskine! Fight fires. Be heroes, do cool stuff. Yell at Erskine. It's all good.))
Date: August 10, 2016
Location: Central Sector
Situation: Erskine has been failing to deal with some Bad Things from his past and now it's catching up to him. He's having a bit of a nervous breakdown and, as an Elemental sorcerer, is going to be setting fire to a building in the city as a result. Tag-ins welcome from anyone! Come help put the fire out before someone gets hurt. Come shuffle the kedan away from the burning building. Come yell at this idiot?
Warnings/Rating: Bad headspace. Possible violence. Arson. Vague spoilers for the SP series through the end of book 8; will try to keep specific spoilers to a minimum unless noted otherwise. Please let me know if you're okay with spoilers or not and I can adjust as necessary ♥
He'd asked for help.
That thought echoed small and almost forgotten in the back of Erskine's mind. He'd asked for help. It shouldn't have come to this. Maybe he'd been too late, or maybe he'd been past the point of saving.
The evening was hot--too hot. Everything was hot and dry and the fire spread too quickly, jumping from the awnings of an outdoor cafe to the quaint little building behind it. Fire bloomed a brilliant orange against the skyline, against the deep blue of the sky. Kedan screamed, scrambled to get away, to get their loved ones away. Screamed at him, though from a safe distance.
Who wanted to get too close to the man with fire in his hands and rage in his eyes?
((ooc: Please note that for the sake of continuity/planning/etc, Bakura is going to be the one to take Erskine out of the area, and
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One of the kedan in front of Erskine stepped forward, perhaps thinking to use Erskine's distracted state against him. Erskine noticed the man out of the corner of his eye and snapped his fingers, generating a spark, and a ball of flame blossomed in the palm of his hand. Between the spontaneously generating fire--magic--and the look in Ravel's eyes, the kedan quickly backed off and melted back into the crowd that was keeping well away.
What happened....
It was hard to remember, aside from a vague blur in his mind. He hadn't slept in days--though he hadn't let on to Anton. As soon as the adrenaline and the rage wore off he was probably going to collapse.
"Someone said something I didn't appreciate," he said at last, although it wasn't much of an answer. And then he closed his eyes, and when he spoke again some of the rage had bled out of his voice. "I lost it."
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She couldn't help the half-stunned, half-incredulous reply that burst out of her. Someone said something. That was all, and now houses were burning and people were screaming and they could be hurt or worse.
... no, that couldn't be all. She refused to believe Erskine, who'd talked with her and helped her and joked with her... she refused to believe he could be capable of something like this for so petty a reason. Either he was holding out on her or... something. There had to be something more.
"What happened?" she demanded again, this time more forcefully.