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[discoinfernorz]

[remember that fire at 1446 Mitchell Road a while back? ...it's now a fire at 1446 Mitchell Road AND 1444 Mitchell Road, taking the place of a mysteriously absent dividing fence

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[kol_shevik]

[What are you punks doing up so early anyways you little vandals

...And is that his plastic flamingo - what is this I don't even what did his Pact ever do to you-- wait that's a bad question.

Russia is totally standing behind both of them, uttering a low kolkolkolkolkol chant and tapping the shovel against one hand.]

What is it that you think you are doing, little comrades?

[discoinfernorz]

[fiend no.1 replies to the scary Russian shovel-menace with a condescending smile! and is also holding out a crispy marshmallow on a stick because the flamingo is kind of past dead and he doesn't want to ruin the artsy melting by touching it.]

I'd say it's obvious. Care for one?

[shiny 'damn I am so generous' grin goes here.]

[1/2]

[kol_shevik]

Oh no, thank you, but I am watching weigh--

[2/3]

[kol_shevik]

Why is little comrade making sugary foods on Russia's lawn?

[bustydefense]

[Mia decides that the most appropriate course of action is to stand and stare in slight disbelief at the bonfire on her street.]

[discoinfernorz]

[have a friendly wave from one of the two possibly deranged people tending to the fire]

Hello!

[bustydefense]

Aha... hello... Um. The fire?

[discoinfernorz]

It's a nice touch, isn't it?

[1dashingrogue]

[He shouldn't be finding this amusing or interesting, but the Spy likes it when people break away from the normal routine.]

...I'm impressed. It's a nice addition to ze scenery.

[discoinfernorz]

[the stranger gets a bright smile from Hao, who affectionately prods a bit of smouldering fence]

I thought so too. Good to know that it's not going by unappreciated.

[1dashingrogue]

[The greeting is returned, as he nods in approval to Hao's work]

Oh, most certainly not. It reminds me of home and a comrade of mine who plays with fire. Destructive, yet beautiful...

[discoinfernorz]

Ah? I assume they aren't here. A shame, I wouldn't mind meeting someone like that.

[mooore prodding at the fire, and then he's back to smiling amiably]

What's your name?

[fourfoldroots]

[Why is that, most of the times she sees that tiny hippie, THINGS ARE ON FIRE?

She can't even walk one of her freaking plants without coming across something set ablaze (and the poor potted thing looks in distress, leaning towards the goddess as if for protection). With a wave of her hand, the grass around the flames retreats, disappearing into the soil to vanish and leaving nothing behind but dirt.]

You tell me that mortals will burn my forests down and destroy the earth, yet you and your companion here are no better.

[spiritsmoking]

[the initial SHOCK AND WTFERY of that statement are the only things saving Persephone from having her ass kicked royally at the moment. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]

[fourfoldroots]

[Sadly, Persephone's DANGER DANGER WILL ROBINSON meter is broken today. The shocked look is met with a dry:]

Can I help you?

[spiritsmoking]

[poor, poor Persephone. it doesn't take Kanna very long to get over the initial surprise at the girls words, and in a second she's on her feet, looking ready to toss a little extra kindling onto that fire.]

What did you just say?

[son_of_a_digit]

SINE!

What happened here, yocts? Looks like you guys tried to divide by zero and got burned...

Zetta Sweet! 'smallows! Lemmie snag one!

[discoinfernorz]

[...what. why was this city filled with such weird little humans. he did understand the marshmallow bit out of the babble-speak though and, looking down at the half empty bag, gives a shrug.]

If you'd like.

[might as well be civil so as not to draw suspicion or anything. he wanted to take Mayfield by storm - though there's probably a bit of a 'GDIT HUMANS' air about him~]