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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 14:43:23 GMT -5
"That won't help you know," Ilia said as she held out the bucket, trying to gain his attention, "You need to either douse flames or smother them... airing them only makes them spread."
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Post by Zaku on May 14, 2009 14:48:21 GMT -5
He puts his hand in the bucket and it promptly explodes. It was a bucket of gasoline. Ilia is knocked down and the man is engulfed in flames. He examines himself curiously.
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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 14:51:15 GMT -5
Ilia panicked, having thought it was water and vaguely wondering why the heck someone working with blowtorches which emitted sparks would keep an open bucket of gasoline nearby.
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Post by Zaku on May 14, 2009 14:57:34 GMT -5
"Well crap." He waves his arms trying to put it out.
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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 14:59:35 GMT -5
"No no! That'll just make it worse," Ilia said frantically, trying to recall what to do in such a situation. She had never really been one to do well in an emergency and it was certainly painfully obvious at the moment.
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Post by Zaku on May 14, 2009 15:02:42 GMT -5
He takes a few steps and walks into a nearby shower and turns it on.
"Just messing with you."
The water puts out the flames.
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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 15:04:58 GMT -5
Ilia turned a bright red as she gave a little huff, embarrassed at the display she had given as well as at the fact that she had just been had.
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Post by Zaku on May 14, 2009 15:06:34 GMT -5
He takes off the mask revealing short blond hair and blue eyes. He smiles at her.
"Your not very good in an emergency are you?"
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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 15:07:39 GMT -5
"...I'm quite aware that I'm not," Ilia said, vaguely wondering how she was going to be able to handle things if something happened now that she was living on her own.
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Post by Zaku on May 14, 2009 15:09:57 GMT -5
"The gasoline was kind of funny though. I assume your here to end my life. It's because of my mass killings isn't it? Well now that you have found me I'm afraid you must die."
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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 15:12:02 GMT -5
"...What?" Ilia asked, blinking at him in a slightly dumbfounded way.
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Post by Zaku on May 14, 2009 15:14:28 GMT -5
He pulls what appears to be a gun from his pocket and aims it at her.
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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 15:16:17 GMT -5
"Are...are you serious?" Ilia stuttered, hopingly dearly that he wasn't as she tried not to panic.
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Post by Zaku on May 14, 2009 15:20:33 GMT -5
He fires. The water from the gun splashes her face. The man starts to laugh.
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Post by Christi on May 14, 2009 15:22:26 GMT -5
"...If you're quite finished now..." Ilia said, starting to get a tad annoyed. While the occasional joke in good humour was no trouble, she felt that this was a bit out of hand, making her panic and worry as he had.
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