ITP: FIRE DRILL

[fulltimedere]

[It is the dead of night, but running all around a roaring blaze in the center of camp is a pink haired girl in a sunhat flailing about. She is indeed, on fire, and she seems to be in need of some help.]

Uwaaaah! I thought starting a campfire was supposed to be easy and fun! That's what the book said

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[tsunbyknight]

...

[fulltimedere]

[Still on fire. Still freaking out. Has no idea you're there.]

[tsunbyknight]

[sigh]

[a blast of wind blows it out]

[fulltimedere]

O-oh!

[Halts running.]

Who did that?

[Is looking around.]

[tsunbyknight]

I did. Now stop running around uselessly.

[fulltimedere]

Oh, it was you? How did you do that?

[He seems so angry... she feels bad.]

[tsunbyknight]

I can control the wind.

[fulltimedere]

That's amazing!

[tsunbyknight]

I suppose.

[fulltimedere]

No, really! I mean, you saved me. And I bet you can do other things too?

[tsunbyknight]

... Sort of.

[fulltimedere]

Like what?

[She's so curious now, she's forgotten about the main fire.]

[tsunbyknight]

Anything with wind. I can manipulate it to do different things.

[fulltimedere]

Can you fly?!

[tsunbyknight]

Yes.

[fulltimedere]

That must be so wonderful! Liberating!

[She's whirling around like she's flying now.]