[OPEN] Didn't I see this movie?

[edgeoftheknife]

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, and no 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.))

Comments

closed to Hiro

[anewangle]

"That one was pretty fast. We've got this down to a science now."

Tadashi grinned hefted their toolbox from one hand to the other, reaching over to give Hiro's hair a ruffle as they started home from their last scheduled house call of the day. It had been an easy fix, thank goodness, leaving ample time for brothers to chat in between swapping out parts and cleaning AC filters.

A good day, all in all. Hot, but good.

Good enough that Tadashi was thinking about quitting the hotel soon. Business was steadily growing with the help of their new employees, and Callaghan had been not-so-subtly hinting at the idea for ages. It wasn't as if Tadashi didn't want to spend more time working at his interests (or at least something close), but with a little brother to look after? Stability and a dependable income were more important than his own interests, though now that things at the shop seem to be building steam? Maybe he could afford to be just a little bit selfish.

And he was about to open his mouth to say so when he heard it. The screaming. His smile vanished, immediately replaced with concern. Something's wrong, and it's close.

[bigdamnhiro]

"I'm not sure whether to be proud about that or not," Hiro quips back, nudging Tadashi lightly with his elbow. He swipes a hand across his brow, coming away with sweat and dirt that he rubs off unceremoniously on the front of his shirt; it's hot, yeah. But apparently the heat wave is good for business, so it's not like he can complain too much.

Given the choice, though, he'd rather the muggy summer heat of a normal evening on the turtle than the hot, dry heat accompanied by the smell of smoke and the screaming of kedan that hits him seconds later.

"No." He blurts it out before he has time to think about it. It's too much like before, and for a second the smoke and the dull orange glow around a bend in the street (are those flames, licking over the rooftops?) trigger another memory, months older, and a spike of panic that jumps in his chest; he covers his mouth with one hand, and with the other grabs tightly at the back of his brother's shirt, pulling. "Tadashi, no."

i am so sorry for my fail ><

[anewangle]

Tadashi's experiencing a similar spike of panic in his own chest. Alright, maybe not that similar considering the very different causes behind them. With only verbal confirmation of certain past events, Tadashi's first instinct is to worry for the locals. It's been so hot lately, but he'd never even thought of the dangers such weather could present aside from the more common biological effects. This...

"Is that fire?"

The sentence is barely out of his mouth before he's taking another step forward, body tensed and ready to move.