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[mogget_cat]

The Yrael that staggers heavily through the door is almost too bright to look at, flickering like a faulty florescent light. What is left of his usually spotless clothes is ragged, stained with weeks of dormant existence in a New Orleans alleyway

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[nofightingbears]

There are many howling cats.

And one panicking Kyo.

He can't look directly at Yrael, not for long at least.

And he knows better than to touch him.

But he can get a fire extinguisher, and keep the floor's fire from spreading.

"Yrael!"

[mogget_cat]

Smart cat.

"Kyo," he rasps out, voice crackling with something akin to static. He's mostly flame at the moment, not being able to summon the concentration to find physical shape.

[nofightingbears]

"Stay with me, God damn it!"

He's cursing again, but that only seems natural.

"I'm not loosing any more friends!"

[mogget_cat]

There's a rough, painful sound, like the cries of a wounded dog.

It's a laugh.

"I'm not... dying. I just... need time."

And a lot of blood, but Kyo is not to know that.

[nofightingbears]

"Damn right you're not!"

He wonders if he should herd Yrael outside. The not'cat seems to do better out there.

[mogget_cat]

Touching Yrael is probably not one of Kyo's best ideas ever.

He's burning, right now, and bright.

"Can't, anyway." There's that sound again. "Mind... getting me a chair? I can't stand very well, yet."

[nofightingbears]

"Uh, yeah. Gimme a sec."

He abandons the fire extinguisher, and goes to the bar, asking for fire proof chair.

What he gets isn't pretty, but it is chair shaped.

He takes it over to Yrael dutifully.

[mogget_cat]

Kyo is more clever than people give him credit for.

"Thanks." It makes a good prop to help him to his feet, though he's still very shaky. "How have you been?"

Changing the subject much?

[nofightingbears]

"Are you serious?"

His voice is disbelieving.

"You're fucking MADE OF FIRE and you're asking how I've been?"

He slams his fist on the closest table. "What the hell happened?"

[mogget_cat]

"I am... curious. I know... how I have been," to an extent.

"I just... got too far away from my door, while in a world with no magic. I started shutting down."

[nofightingbears]

"Oh."

He nods, and then sits. "So this is your weakness? Being away from magic?"

[mogget_cat]

"Free Magic creatures, those connected to the Charter and those who are not, cannot exist too far away... from the Old Kingdom. Lesser Free Magic creatures will shut down some... ten miles from the Wall. I made it some... fifty miles from my door to Milliways, in New Orleans. Then I also started shutting down. I am just lucky I was dumped... in a New Orleans alley and not one in Baton Rouge. I would not have ever wakened, that far away."

He's still terribly bright, wavering in voice and form and balance.

[nofightingbears]

"oh."

He blinked. "So don't do that again."

[mogget_cat]

He laughs, but it hurts.

"Yeah. Thanks. I'll remember."

[nofightingbears]

"You better."

So, that pretty much exhausts Kyo's repertoire of helpfulness.

[mogget_cat]

"I still want to know how you've been," Yrael says, gripping the fire-proof chair.

It may be melting.