[07] (AUDIO, English)

[phasebitchin]

[When the communicator clicks on, there is no crunching thump while she prances and kicks. No air guitaring, no singing when she thinks that no one is around to catch her being a doofus in private excitement. Hell no. This is deliberate. And Lilith is furious, beyond livid.]

So-

You can do whatever you want, is that right?

[Sharp

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[dormant_beast]

...

Lilith, are you alright?

[phasebitchin]

[Uh, sorry, Anna.

That gets a wordless shriek.]

[dormant_beast]

. . .

[Okay Lilith is definitely not alright. She's stuffing her comm in her pocket and taking off like a shot; she can hear that telltale crackling.]

[phasebitchin]

[Lilith can't stand inside the fire for much longer if she wants to get away without burns, but for now she's perfectly fine kicking at gas.]

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.

[dormant_beast]

Lilith! [God Lord she's crazy. Anna comes barreling down the hall to drag her out wry u do dis D8]

[phasebitchin]

[Oh yeah. She's got all kinds of screws loose, if you poke the right places.]

WHAT?

[Anna! It's okay! Really! You can vaguely see Lilith's silhouette in the fire, and she isn't flailing around in agony.]

[dormant_beast]

[This is rapidly becoming more obvious for her.]

Get...get out of the fire!

[...That is so not comforting.]

[phasebitchin]

... WHY?

[Her volume will lower, too! Eventually.]

[dormant_beast]

[Why. WHY? Is she SERIOUS?]

Because it will kill you! [She's not strong but she's definitely going to try to drag her out of that cause sdknfkdjhgkjdf FIRE DX]

[phasebitchin]

Not yet, it won't! I have at LEAST another minute.

[Lilith is very serious. She also snaps and occasionally throws fits when she is made weaker and helpless against an unseen enemy.]

[dormant_beast]

Lilith, please! [She had a bad feeling Lilith was serious, and that fire is HOT oh jeez. Ow ow ow.]

[phasebitchin]

UUUUUUUUGH.

Fine!!

[Stomp stomp stomp, here comes the bitch, still on fire because she didn't get naked before running into the inferno willy nilly.]

[dormant_beast]

[. . .Good God woman. She starts patting her own fire out then rushes to put Lilith out. Well, this shirt was ruined and she might be a little crispy.]

You...you are insane. Are you alright?!

[phasebitchin]

[Lilith doesn't appear to be ruffled any by the accusation that she might be unhinged, or any MORE agitated, at least. She stands there with her arms folded but miraculously, has few or no marks on her skin.

Joy of Sirenhood.]

No, I'm just pissed off, and yes, thanks.

[dormant_beast]

[Anna definitely has some pink marks, she'll probably go to the infirmary later or something.]

. . . How are you not burned? [This boat is impossible.]

[phasebitchin]

[Strangely, she would have healed her without being asked, but Sirens are by nature very selfish. Their power isn't meant to serve anyone else.]

I'm fireproof, babe.

[Mostly. And slowly- slowly- Lilith is winding down.]