[ isa | fire won't work on everything ]

[putmeinstitches]

[Wednesday morning, early. Loki's been awake for a while, having taken the last watch to guard Thor's home. He's already raided the fridge -- when Thor wakes up, he'll find less food and beer in his larder than when he went to sleep -- and feels ready to face the world. Kill some zombies, loot some stores -- he could profit from this chaos if he

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[littlemiss101]

[Well someone else seems to have that idea as well. As Mae is in a clothing store, stealing some pants. And is right now picking the lock of the cashregister. She's talking to the dead drone zombie next to her on the ground with a bullet in it's head.]

Well look at it this way. You wouldn't let me 'buy' them in the first place.

[putmeinstitches]

Want a hand with that?

[He comes up behind her, holding up a finger with a flame dancing atop it like a human lighter.]

[littlemiss101]

If the hand involves opening it and not destroying everything inside. Then sure, I'd love one.

[putmeinstitches]

That's the idea, isn't it?

[Melting the lock seems like the best idea to him. He steps over to the register and holds his hand out. As the flame disappears inside the keyhole, Loki takes hold of the drawer he knows money is usually kept in in these devices and pulls. It takes several seconds--and a sharp increase in temperature--but eventually the superheated metal gives, and the drawer pops out with a ding!

There's a bit of a nasty smell, though. Melted plastic is foul, and Loki waves a hand over the machine to clear the air, coughing slightly.]

Sorry about the smell.

[littlemiss101]

Always better to ask.

[Watches him go.]

Thanks, neat trick.

[Waits for it to cool of before starting to steal the monies.]