015 - {O is for Operating}

[meveningstar]

Dead ants. Fire. Lots of fire. Because of me.

They melted.

Mako. Night. Not hurt. Not mad?

[[ooc: Written very shakily. Entry after she's mitochondria bombed {set them on fire and melted them down into orange goo} a few ants. Tried to keep it vague-ish.]]

Comments

[distant_dragon]

...fire? Interesting...are you safe?

[meveningstar]

We are now. Are you safe? The ants are mean.

[distant_dragon]

I'm fine. I've been out here for a while.

As long as you made it down the tree in time.

[mitochondriaaya]

You... have that power too?

[meveningstar]

power?

[hisdarkavatar]

Of course I'm not mad--we got away, right? Those things are dangerous!

[meveningstar]

And mean. Are you ok?

I would never do that to nice things I promise.

[hisdarkavatar]

I'm alright. Is there anyone else with you?

[meveningstar]

Not in this room.

Where are you?