For milliways_bar.

[milkbonesoldier]

From here.

When Harry Wells sets off an explosion, he does not mess about. The worst of the concussive force had spent itself before they stepped out the door, but there's still energy to spend as the gas from the cooker's slashed lines expends itself in a blaze of glory. And, of course, the fire- there is always the fire- but Zuko's hand is on

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[princeinexile]

It is bending unlike he has evere done before; force batters him, heat assails him. The flame are wild, born of an outside force, and hands are burned as they shift and move and expell the fire in safe directions, taking the majority of a failing wall already damaged by the blast itself, and then added the own 'force' that his breath becomes within the flames...

The place is probably going to collapse, until Zuko is OUT the building, and expelling flame into great gusts into hte open air.

[milkbonesoldier]

Somewhere beyond the safety of the bubble around Zuko are the monsters Wells set this explosion to kill, going up in flames.

Somewhere below is the abbatoir neither of them knows about, the cellar turned to purposes no one sane ought to contemplate.

Neither of these is much on Wells' mind at the moment. Zuko can redirect the forces of fire and heat, but Wells isn't capable of standing against the rest of the force. He's going through the remains of the wall, back first, tumbling end over end in a manner that would likely kill him (or at least break most of his bones) if he weren't armoured.

[krazyglusurgeon]

Coop, for all that he's missed most of the fireworks display, is down in the cellar, praying mostly. It's hard to say what he's praying for, or even who since the prayer seems to be mostly "Oh God Oh Shit Oh God Oh SHIT" and he's not so much kneeling as he is curled in a ball to minimize the possibility of having his head cut off or something from exploding bits of whatever.

[princeinexile]

Good thing Zuko went out first -- with the froce, with the heat, generating counter-force of his own. That's the danger of firebending; it comes with more then JUST heat; the wave of jin, the opposing force--

That comes with it.

Toppling outside, he is eventually -- left on the ground, panting and exhausted, well singed with blistering hands. But he'll heal.

He just should have recognized his limits.

[milkbonesoldier]

Sometime after he's dressed and the introductions are done, Wells glances to the Prince. "Zuko," he says quietly, "I need to speak to Cooper privately for a moment. We'll be just over there. Get some rest if you can, lad. Please."

Once that's settled, he turns to Cooper and jerks his head in the appropriate direction.

[krazyglusurgeon]

Cooper gives Zuko a nod before giving another to Wells and heading over to another small group of trees.

[milkbonesoldier]

Wells follows, the case under one arm.

God, he never realised how many smells there were in this forest before. Even more so than the one behind Milliways. This forest was older, and there was nothing of magic to it. Only growing things, and rot, and trees and beasts and men- and a sudden sharp smell that puts a shiver down his spine, because while he doesn't recognise it, he can sure as hell tell where one of the werewolves Cooper just faced had been.

He'll take a few more steps to get upwind of that, thanks.

[krazyglusurgeon]

He quirks his head and looks at Wells, a little curious as to the few extra steps.