02-24-2010, 01:46 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-24-2010, 01:47 AM by Rational passion.)
Crimson shielded her eyes from the explosion, then shifted her stance slightly so that she would be ready for an attack as soon as the firestarter came through the hole. This probably won't hold him for long.. If he can melt the vault, he can melt a dumpster.. But then again.. He probably needs air for his fires.. and presumably to breathe... she thought, rapidly going through the calculations of how much air might be trapped inside with a man, and how much a fire would eat up before it got through.
"You are such a smartass."
"Objectively I am very smart, although it has nothing to do with my ass."
"Objectively I am very smart, although it has nothing to do with my ass."