I'm a Firestarter, Twisted Firestarter...

[npc_kun]

Characters: OPEN
Date/Time: After the fire, Sunday afternoon onwards.
Location: Temporary Housing
Rating: TBA
Summary: Temporary housing has been opened for survivors who are not in need of medical care but whose homes have been destroyed. So if you just want to have your characters chill/argue/angst/be stoic about what has happened, feel free to

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[chaostorm]

The rooms were dense. Grace's hair had been sufficiently ruined, her clothes torn and slightly burnt as she had searched for survivors. The girl was in no mood to arrive at the temporary housing, only to be told she would not receive her own room and as she entered, found a man. This was not to be tolerated.

She tossed her things down on the lower bunk. "I refused to be quartered with a man. It is not to be borne. In fact, I believe after such efforts put forth with the relief that this is a slap in the face, a true insult!" She wasn't furious enough, yet, to try releasing her acid again. Her face didn't go red as might have been expected, but as she turned to look at her forced roommate, she was mightily displeased.

A man. Of all things! It was her worst nightmare. A day of effort -she had even been forced to move large beams! Her! It had been that or offered a ride off the edge of the island by one impatient overseer.- she was in no mood to deal with such indecency. "I demand you vacate this room, sir."

At least his hair was well-cared for.

[resurrectedgod]

"..." Eternity wasn't exactly sure of how to respond; actually, he didn't quite understand what the big deal was. Regardless of what kind of effort she'd put in that day, it would do her well enough that she'd even have a bed to sleep in at all. Ingrate, he thought. It was a wonder that such a conceited woman even survived that fire--had she been misplaced in a suit? Because in that case, the righteous judgment and hellfire was not over...

There would always be another opportunity later. In the meanwhile, however, there was a young lady who needed dealing with.

"No."

He wasn't going to leave--no, he got there first. She had no right to tell him what to do. Eternity felt slightly indignant, and the piercing background noise in his mind suddenly became more prominent again. He felt ready to move or strike but somehow managed to refrain from doing so and settled for remaining cool and unaffected.

That's right. Eternity could bide his time some more.

[godsmajesty]

Obviously he had gotten more than he bargained for. There were two people arguing, and he knew both. Not very well, but he still knew how to deal with both, in sense. He was in trouble though, because he had no idea how to deal with both at the same time.

Especially when they looked like they were about to let that argument escalate into a fight.

Stigmata jumped in immediately, getting in between them, positioning his body to keep his sister out of harm's way. He looked at her over his shoulder, and at Eternity with a stern look. "I get that we don't have a lot here, right now, but you don't have to fight over a thing like that. We're all having problems here.

Eternity... I'm sorry, but if you hurt my sister I wont be happy. And Grace... you can take mine if you really want a room to yourself."

Hopefully these two weren't idiots. He was nursing a mild headache and a few other hidden injuries after all.

[chaostorm]

No. The declaration of resistance struck her as hard as a slap across the face. "By the gods," She muttered. "I asked politely as I could-" She wanted to continue, but then Stigmata was between them demanding they not fight. She took a step away, bumping into the bed. "I had no intentions of starting a fight. Perhaps the kind gentleman would have." She gave Eternity a pointed look around Stigmata.

"I thank you for the courtesy, Stigmata, but before I leave, this man must be made aware of his rudeness." Because she was a lady and therefore, he should be at her beck and call. She was tired, grumpy, and all around not in the mood to deal with someone so infuriating. Her fire burned dangerously at her fingertips. She was tempted to let it go and purposefully miss the man, but she thought better; it was wildly uncontrollable and Stigmata was between them.

She crossed her arms beneath her breasts. "Now, sir, I believe at the very least, you should regard my brother with the same respect you should have shown me."

[resurrectedgod]

If anyone knew the kind of monster he was, one might've applauded the man for restraining himself so well. That girl knew how to tax one's patience. A boy Stigmata had stepped in, calling her 'Grace'; the name hardly seemed fitting. Eternity somehow fought down the urge to smirk menacingly and settled for an unmoved expression and, "..."

More than worrying about siblings caring for each other, he felt there was little point in causing trouble at a time like this. Tensions were high, and it'd be too easy to find him if anything happened. As much as destruction would make him feel better, Eternity would settle for retreat... for now.

He'd have simply replied to Stigmata that he understood, but the girl Grace seemed persistent in whatever point she attempted to make. Eternity blinked, liquid-green eyes watching the girl with little interest. Inwardly, he was a twinge annoyed and even confused to some extent; he had no intention of expressing or revealing this.

"Very well."

He somehow managed effort into the reply and made it sound compliant enough. So he hoped, at least.

[godsmajesty]

"... Thanks. both of you."

Stigmata rubbed a hand on his temples. Making sure everything was going smoothly was very taxing indeed, especially with these two hotheaded people. He knew he was right though. There was no point in getting into a fight over virtually nothing.

He had felt his sister's energy crackling behind him though, and was momentarily afraid she wouldn't listen to him. He had even begun to prepare a plan to stop that- or at least try to make a plan to attempt to stop it. He was aware he has... abilities that were more than just "normal", but then again, as "the Evil Overlord" had said to him before, "normal" was nothing here anymore. So, yes, he had these "powers"- his only problem was that he had no way of harnessing them right now, having little to no knowledge. They had just... happened.

He nodded to Eternity, and patted Grace's shoulder, attempting to motivate her into moving. Better to get out of here as soon as possible. "C'mon, Grace. I'll take you to the room."

[chaostorm]

She wasn't convinced. Not at all. He was far too rude, too far from the ideal gentleman she thought would accompany the face, that she did not trust him to keep to his word. Stigmata had cared for himself following their birth; surely he could handle temporarily sharing spaces with Eternity. But it didn't stop her from wondering if the man would try to steal someone else's chance at sleep.

Grace frowned as she was gently prodded into moving. Had it been anyone but Stigmata, there would have been a scathing glare. Instead, he suffered a mild brush as she turned to collect her things from the bed.

She sniffed as she paused at the doorway. "There is no need to thank such a rude person. A wonder he should have been granted something as valuable as refuge." She gave Stigmata a nod. "I would be grateful if you did post-haste."