Angry for Liz

Jun 13, 2010 09:40

The warehouse was starting to get really warm.

I'm sitting on the ground cross legged, both my arms are engulfed in orange flames up to the elbow. A bucket of water sits within reaching distance,

"Come on...Come on...Come on...."I mumble under my breath, My eyes closed.

I hear a faint squeaking noise and feel someone approach me. I open my eyes.

"Liz? How did you find me here?"I wave my hands and the fire is gone. I stand to meet her.

"Hey, kid. Peter told me where you go to practice." She looks around and nods. "Impressive place you found here. Abandoned?" She grins as her eyes fall on the bucket of water.

"I had Ma buy it for me in case I burned it down." I shrug at her grin,

"So what are you practicing?"

I roll my eyes. "Trying to change the flame to blue, like yours. Not having any luck."

She moves close and reaches out and  touches my nose. It burns.

"Ouch!!" I jump back.

"Don't roll your eyes at me, kid." She points a flaming finger at me.

"You didn't have to burn me." I sulk as I feel it healing.

"You think I'm mad now. You should see me when I realize I'm out of coffee. Now THAT makes me angry." 

liz, drabble, peter

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