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The hearth of Phoenix’s fire

[lavapact]

★ mirio togata /  phasedbe.

he’s completely UNFAZED by her scolding but drops his hand, closing a fist around the injured skin so that Ava wouldn’t see it.  doesn’t so much as FLINCH at the presumptive pain.  “I’m thinking we can all use more hugs, but my clothes would burn away and that’d be rude to you.  Don’t worry about it !!  Instead, have you thought about what you’d like to do after school today?  I promised that we’d do whatever you feel like! ”  

                curious hues trace the motion of his fingers, the curl of his palm as he conceals the true extent of his wound from her sight. doesn’t that hurt? shouldn’t he be off to get that treated? guilt churns her stomach. a hand finds purchase against the glow of red; pushing back vision obscuring tresses in her moment of unease. “no, but i had been planning on going back to the dorms. i mean, it’s going to be pretty late after we back to shiketsu and all ------- wait...” 

                “ oh-----OH, I FORGOT!” heat floods her face, igniting a soft hue of yellow-red warmth to blossom across the bridge of her nose, clinging fast to her cheeks in embarrassment. how could she have idly forgotten like that! he had even made a point to remind her the night before. “ i’m ---- yeah, no, i didn’t think about anything, but ------ i don’t care where we go.” 

[lavapact]

@nitrorage , wrath child meet anger problems! 

                    surprise catches her unawares, the ram’s head snapping toward the brusque sound of a trill she’d yet learned. brows arch high in uncertainty ---- confusion, before settling hard and pinched in silent agitation. “what-----?”  had she stepped in something------stepped on him in her haste? ava pauses head tilting, hair cascading over a shoulder upon a quickened examination of the blond. no?  

                      “what?” maybe if she repeats herself, he’ll be more inclined to do the same? 

[lavapact]

@phasedbe , cont. 

                  for a moment more, he continued to smooth his hand against her head; betwixt her horns, and for a moment more she continued to smell that pungent and unmistakable scent of burning flesh. finally, with an aggravated huff, she ducks out from beneath his palm and makes to swat his wrist away. “stop! ---- you’re just marring your own skin. what’ are you thinking!?”

[phasedbe-deactivated20210428]

"you're on fire..." she says while pointing at the apple of her cheek.

                    “Don’t worry about it!”  His smile doesn’t waver though the smell is beginning to permeate the air.  He’ll just go to Recovery Girl afterwards —– a SMALL price to pay for giving the girl the attention she deserves.  Large hands thumb through the strands once more, rubbing softly at her scalp.  “Just relax, you’re PERFECT just the way you are.”  @lavapact

[lavapact]

      /  a l r i g h t y . so, i’ve cleaned up this blog. it’s done & good to go. i’ll probably spend tonight updating my theme & following people! 

[sassysock-deactivated20161207]

I’M TINY AND ANGRY AND YOU BETTER FUCKING RUN

[lavapact]

@phasedbe , human or---?

               ava’s gaze flits from the suited man ( hero! he proclaimed himself as a hero! ) to the carnage that had accidentally been left in her wake. small footprints scored into the earth and left smoldering for a time longer. “uhm.” she tries, fails and tries again, her grip finding purchase against the strange spandex of his arm, snuffing out the flames clinging fast to it.  

            ------ she’d almost think it was made of hair, what with how quickly it caught. 

                                          “sorry.....i --- “ the words ‘got overwhelmed’ die in her throat. 

[lavapact]

paiintinglust

           “That would be correct.” he said, glancing at her from the corner of his eye before returning to his painting. “Though I am curious–I’m not so sure that Magnolia would willingly tell you of me.”

     Lips part, but the words that were so ready to fall die within her throat. Still she struggles on, teeth gripping into the flesh at her bottom lip. “She didn’t, I heard about you from....” What exactly was Wrathia to her anyways, and further more, Ava had absolutely no idea how anyone was going to react to that demon’s name. 

      "From a book.” She drawls with an slowly sinking frown----it wasn’t exactly a lie.

[lavapact]

paiintinglust liked for a small start.

      Her brow twists in confusion, and her head cants backwards  in an feeble attempt to view the creature before her as a whole. Ava takes a single step back to better see him with. 

       “You’re....Tuls right?” 

[lavapact]

simplyxbee liked for a start.

        She dreams of fire. Of miles upon miles of scorching drawers—each one holding their own respective memory. She dreams of anger, and friendships long lost to her from actions she never had any control of. It’s in those twisted instances where she can truly be herself; despite Wrathia’s constant stringent presence. She dreams of all of this; however, the sight she’s currently beholding, is not of her own imagination. It couldn’t be, for it’s lush with an pleasant, and prepossessing sense of calmness.

      Steam blossoms from between chapped lips, as petite fingers steel against the stolen ship’s hatch---pulling her from it’s carnage, and melting it’s frame in the process. Ignorance swells through the pit of her stomach the moment she stands on, once again, foreign soil. Then with a drag of air, Ava presses on-wards---ignoring those not-so-subtle plumes of flames that sprout with each waking step. The very ones that leave behind an rather conspicuous trail of marred, albeit small footsteps. 

       A hand smooths through long, now matted hair only to grasp at the glasses resting there. Freeing them from their perch, Ava slips them on, and inhales. The world around her melts into a vast sea of iridescent hues. She blinks, and turns---briefly glancing over hordes of spirits that still lingered, as if they hadn’t realized that they, themselves have passed. Honestly, she’s still unsure of how to go about finding the other demons from Wrathia’s book. 

                Though since she was here, trudging through the                            planet’s terrain  at night, she might as well look, right? 

       The encroaching darkness disintegrates into nothingness as she passes, culled by the very glow that emanates from her feverish skin----lighting the immediate area as she walks. The world seen through her glasses captivates her, and she slowly looses herself to it. Becoming more, and more unaware of any possible threats as she works herself further into the thicket. It’s not until she steps on something, and inevitably burns it; does she realize she’s no longer alone. 

       "Ah!” Shock splinters through her core, and in tune warms her veins---causing the brunette to glow more so. With eyes wide, she fumbles to remove the limbo glasses with clumsy fingers, only to direct her gaze down, at the item in question with an prominent  frown. 

[lavapact]

molflos liked for a small start. 

        “So, that’s it? You’re just going to walk     away?” Ava blanches, eyes wide as an     dubious frown over-takes her features.

[lavapact]

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