Apr 29, 2008 20:42
[With a half-toasted paper fan in one hand, Abel is fidgeting nervously in place as he watches people gathering on the street around him to discuss the fire damage all down their block, much after the fact. While he didn't suffer a loss, himself, he spent a while running from place to place trying to take a headcount on the fly.
He puffs soot everywhere he goes, and one cheek's been scratched pretty badly, just under his eye. There's a colorful little bandaid sideways over the cut--the hazards of letting a four-year-old take care of your medical business.]
Fire, fire everywhere... Wait, that's not how it goes.
I can't help but wonder what set this off. I didn't think this city was the type to raze itself to the ground!
[[ooc: Back from brief hiatus & the doctor's office with a clean bill of health~ \o\ Coming back in the middle of all this chaos, so correct me if I'm sodifjosijdofas?]]
what now?