An Adventure in Food! New friends!

[bananasinmyears]

Characters: Mike and Flare
What: Flare and Mike have lunch together.
Where: A place that sells grilled food
When: Sunday, March 7
Rating: PG, just in case.  If things start burning down, I will adjust.

Things were off to a great start.  Not one day in town, and already Mike made a new friend!  A fairy that apparently controlled fire named, appropriately

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[panels_aflame]

Flare liked the idea of a new pal, and Mike seemed to be just the friend that she'd enjoy. He seemed to have a spark to him, a spring in his step to a point. She herself was an entire ball of energy, so it just seemed like a great mix.

She remained relatively jumpy as they made their way to the grilling joint, and showed her bubbly behavior even in her own speech.

"It iiiiiis! There's all kinds of places here like candy shops and the park and the COLOSSEUM! It's the best place!" Even if it was kind of in less-than-desirable shape at the moment, but she didn't care.

[bananasinmyears]

"The colosseum, huh? I saw a big stadium on my way in, was that it? I was wondering, do any sports teams play there?" Not that he knew what state the colosseum was, but he would certainly find out soon enough.

[panels_aflame]

"Um, beats me! I never did sports before. I just use the colosseum for battling!" Flare grinned widely, her hands growing warm. When she was fired up, so was her body. No not in that way BU That's what happens to living flameballs and all.

"Oh, didn't you wanna see me use fire magic?!"

[bananasinmyears]

"Battling, huh? There a lot of fighting going on around here?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah! I did! So does it take a lot of prep? Do you need room or anything?"

[panels_aflame]

"I think! I've battled before in the colosseum with my friend Pyro, too!" Flare doesn't usually outright admit her friendship with Pyro to the Houndour himself, but to anyone else? Why not? Mike probably didn't even know Pyro yet. "He also uses fire!"

She then shook her head. "No way! I just need you to not go near my hand!" She told him before shutting her eyes and concentrating. She focused on her energy, and bringing it all bubbling up into her fingertip.

Ta-da! There was now a small, candle-like flame on her finger. "Here it is, but when I fight, my fire gets a lot bigger and badder!"

[bananasinmyears]

Mike just. Stared for a few moments. That was an impressive sight. "Wow," was all he said. "And it doesn't hurt your throat or anything like that?"

[panels_aflame]

"Nope!" Flare shook her head, proud to admit that she can gobble down hot sauce like any old person would a bottle of water. "Not at all, it tastes great! You should try drinking this stuff sometime!"

[bananasinmyears]

Mike thought for a moment. He thought about telling her "thanks but no thanks," but he didn't want her to think he was chicken. He had his pride to think of. And so he asked for another bottle.

[panels_aflame]

Flare just sat intently, waiting for the waiter to come back with the bottle. She took it, popped it open, and handed it back to Mike. "Here! I bet you're gonna like it!"