☼ four ☼ - and on the first day, I'll dress this city in flames

[punkblaze]

[Everything just seems to be going right to hell lately on the Plane, and Eithan is taking issue with this. He's frustrated. Stuck. Not at all sure what to do with himself. ... In all honesty, he wants a cigarette. But, he's been trying to stop giving into that habit whenever life gets too stressful, so no smoking for him. Thank Goddess he happened

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[holmes_fanatic]

[Conan's sure that someone on the Plane is tied to the murders, but knowing that and acting on it are two different things. He's walking the Plane, pondering their options when the sudden explosion of the bar puts an end to those thoughts. Dashing towards the smoking building, Conan opens the door, using a handkerchief to shield his hand -- but the knobs not hot? If it's not a fire -- what is this?]

Is there anyone inside?

((ooc: would like to avoid Conan getting badly hurt, thank you!))

[punkblaze]

[He stops laughing long enough to answer, though he's still grinning, and those fangs seem even more pronounced than usual.]

Eh, I don't know. You goin' in? Seriously?

((OoC: But of course. No problem at all. ♥!))

[holmes_fanatic]

[Conan turns to look at the speaker. He's new to Conan, and something about his reaction --

Conan's starting to see a trend here.]

Did you see anyone go inside before this happened?

[punkblaze]

Haven't seen anyone but you around here yet, but I didn't exactly go lookin' inside beforehand. [He shrugs a shoulder.]

[oliverplus]

[when Oliver spots Eithan appearing on the Plane, he immediately heads over toward him. he waves, just about to call out to him, but seeing the expression on Eithan's face, he realises something more serious must be going on. he hesitates]

[before he can even ask what's wrong, though, Eithan pops candy into his mouth--and then everything changes. Oliver, in his infinite wisdom, runs toward him as soon as the windows explode. his eyes are wide. seeing the windows of the bar exploding...it brings back memories of explosions that are better left forgotten. he can feel panic welling up inside him, enough to blot out his fear of that change in Eithan's manner--at least for the moment]

Get away from there! Eithan!

[punkblaze]

[He waves a hand dismissively at Oliver's insistence.]

No way, man. This is somethin' to watch. [That smirk spreads into a rather twisted grin.] Hell, I could always do it again. What do you think, the door this time?

[oliverplus]

What? No! [Oliver runs over, grabbing Eithan's arm. there's no time to deal with the complete change in his personality--not now. Oliver has to keep his friend safe first] It's on fire! What if it explodes!?

[punkblaze]

That's what I do best.

[He jerks his arm away, holds both hands out in front of him, and begins muttering a spell. A sphere of explosive energy slowly begins to form, crackling and burning, swirling around on itself...]

[lamb_of_gold]

[HEY HAVE A PSYCHIC! Er, I mean, Mu *was* going to go have a drink after having dealt with Morgana, but now he kinda stops. And stares. At Eithan. Unhappy.]

[punkblaze]

[If he finds out you're psychic, shit's gonna get real... in the meanwhile, he'll just be smirking, clearly pleased with himself.]

Problem?

[lamb_of_gold]

Only wondering after the cause of wanton destruction.

[punkblaze]

What, I have to have a reason? [He laughs.] Fine. I'm pissed off, and that was the first thing I saw. Good enough?

[punkblaze]

[Girl, he almost does, just for consistency's sake! But he thinks about it instead... and then grins at her.]

Know what? I guess I did.

[punkblaze]

I do. Shall we? [His grin turns a little more dangerous.] Want to learn some new stuff?