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[princeinexile]

So, Zuko had this little werewolf problem. It got bigger over the weekend, but now that the moon has passed, the prince now seems to be alright. After all, he had a reasonably good time over the weekend, even if it was mostly furry, and adjusted well enough to the state. It wasn't like the last time

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[makesfiends]

Well, it's not going to bump into him, but there is a fiend in the rafters above his head. Eating the rafters, may be more accurate.

He's probably noticed this, by the time the sawdust begins falling all around him.

[princeinexile]

When he starts getting shavings in his hear, Zuko looks up, blinking. "T... the hell is that?"

He's pretty sure the Bar doesn't want to be gnawed-- or want her rafters gnawed, for that matter.

[makesfiends]

Don't worry, it won't get far through the rafters. Not now that you've distracted it.

Good job, stupid!

It darts around in a quick circle, eying Zuko and his table, then drops suddenly, to land right in the center of it.

It's relatively small, and fluffy. Innocuous, if you ignore the fact that it was attempting to eat the bar.

[princeinexile]

Taking up the utinsils frmo his empty plate-- he'd eaten just a little while ago -- Zuko prods the creature with his spoon. "Bugger off, you little blight. I'm busy."

[makesfiends]

Ohhh dear. Well that's one way to get a reaction.

The fiend opens it's mouth (cavernous when compared to it's actual size) which nicely displays it's rows of serrated teeth (all shiny and white), and chomps at the spoon.

It doesn't seem inclined to leave.

[princeinexile]

Zuko blinks at the ROWS OF TEETH-- and then starts to wiggle the spoon. "None of that, either! That is not for chewing!"

[makesfiends]

If the spoon is still being wiggled, it means it's still in range for consumption.
No, the spoon is quite decidedly for ingesting.

The fiend's indiscriminate tastes might give Zuko the feeling that the hand may follow.

As for where the spoon went? It's probably better not to ask these things.

[princeinexile]

Best not-- but fingers flick -- and sparks fly out. "Shoo! Shoo, or I will burn you!" he says, his eyes narrowing; his other arm is sweeping up his goods, holdnig them protectively.

[makesfiends]

As established in a prior thread, its reply sounds something like "Wauaggrrah."

It may be hard to tell whether it comprehended the warning, or whether the sparks just made it angrier.

Either way, it's circling again, hair standing on end, and waiting for a good time to strike.

Burning may be the only smart response. Dare you risk it?

[princeinexile]

Zuko doesn't like the idea of being bit by an aggravatnig little beastie that might take off his fingers! So there's a pass of his hand and a streamer of fire arcs out.

"Back off!"

[makesfiends]

Well, the fire comes close enough to singe, but if the 'beastie' is a patron, it's not obeying bar rules, and self-defense is perfectly acceptable.

Let's see some intent. It's creator's clearly forgotten it.

"Auurghrrar!" It states firmly, making another menacing face.
This one the fiend equivalent of :P

And now it's eying the items he'd been working on.

[princeinexile]

Oh no it's not! There is tiny barrage of fire-- the thing's not that big, so he's nto settnig fire to the table-- Zuko's firebending is rather precise, but it is hot and firey, yes. . "Back off! Go on! GET!"

[makesfiends]

Well, that does it.

Precise might be an understatement.
The thing catches. Makes a yelp of sorts, and slowly shrivels.

It's rather like watching a ball of incense burn through time-lapse photography, with the smell of burning hair to accompany it.

Before it reaches the box it'd come out of, the green girl is gone, and the last of the fiend burns away, vanishing in a puff of smoke.
Strangely enough, there's no sign of the spoon.

[princeinexile]

The prince toes the little scuff mark with his boot, givnig this look of utter disgust.

"The hell was that? And who let it loose in the bar?"

[makesfiends]

The world may never know.