IC Burninating the countryside

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*Close to the edge of the barrier, far from the center of camp, a cornfield has just caught fire. The cause? A certain mopey archangel of fire who is currently hanging out on a nearby tree branch.*

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[dickpunchingarsonist]

I'll find a way.

[my_pleasure]

I'm sure you will.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*Wills the fire to die down after a bit*

[my_pleasure]

...if you do figure out the trick, you'll have to tell me.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Got some people you want to visit?

[my_pleasure]

Not right now, but I will.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

I'll let you know then.

[my_pleasure]

I'm sure my brother would just love to meet an upstanding gentleman like you, you know.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

You can keep the perv.

[my_pleasure]

He's not that bad.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

...

[my_pleasure]

...alright, maybe he is.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*Nods and goes back to resting against*

[my_pleasure]

[ lays down, albeit slowly. ]

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*pets*

[my_pleasure]

[ purrpurrpurr ]

...the ears.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*moves his hand to scritch behind the ears then*

[my_pleasure]

[ ...oh yeah, that's the spot. Kitty bliss! ]

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Why does everyone but me get to be something cool?

[my_pleasure]

What do you get to be?

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Not telling.

[my_pleasure]

You know that'll only make me want to find out.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

You'll be fine without knowing.

[my_pleasure]

It must be something particularly embarrassing. A kitten?

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Nope.