Mun wants another TF2 plot to toss Mia in now. (aka just saw Meet the Pyro)

[gorgonfondness]

[bliiiiiiiiiiiiiinks]

I don't remember drugs when I was a pyro.

Comments

[hasstandards]

You were a Pyro.

[That's less of a question and more of a statement of disbelief.]

[gorgonfondness]

Briefly.

Or always, depending on one's point of view. I wasn't a Pyro very long in Herr Medic and Herr Heavy's world but I've more or less always been a pyro at home.

I'm a better pyro in my home than in their world.

[hasstandards]

You're better at lighting things on fire at home?

[gorgonfondness]

...well, I guess one could put it that way.

I suppose I would have to ask the question in that dissonant, cheery song to explain it: Do you believe in magic?

[She flicks her finger and thumb a few times, as if trying to start a lighter. On the third time, a tongue of flame sprouts and sits above her thumb.]

[hasstandards]

[He's seen the trick before, and doesn't look terribly impressed. The song is completely lost on him, though.]

No, not really.

[gorgonfondness]

[Drat. She had visibly startled a RED Spy before with that one. But then, he was a RED Spy.]

Then I'm sure I'm quite impossible, being a fire witch and all.

[She toys with the fire, lets it climb up her arm and leave laced trails of flame.]

Though these little parlor tricks I've picked up aren't necessarily the same I'd use if I could use my magic in that dangerous world you call home.

[hasstandards]

And what would you do, then?

[gorgonfondness]

Would you care for a demonstration? Not on yourself, of course.

[hasstandards]

So long as you're far away from me, have at it.

[gorgonfondness]

Very well, then.

It differs, depending on the situation and my objectives, but here's the figurative big guns.

[Assuming there's a clear (and large) area for the demonstration, she faces towards it, concentrating. In the next moment, the area is being rained upon by giant flaming swords.]

Good, I can still do it. I haven't needed to use Flameria in some time.