we cannot break into the cars, sadly, but we can try to fight them and lose, so that is precisely what's happening here. fei du will come across shenhe out in the middle of the street facing down cars, weaving her hands in an elaborate fashion - she keeps trying to summon ice, but it just isn't happening. instead, fire comes from her hands, in the form of a flamethrower, a sword, and - right this second - a tornado that she sends at a car.
enjoy the burst of heat that screams past you, fei du. hello.]
listen. fei du is a pretty cool guy. he is calm. he is collected. he is able to react and roll with the punches to anything.
... he is not, however, ready to deal with a fire tornado that goes right past him, because he jumps about half a foot and scrambles to get away from it, extremely uncool, and then looks at the source. ] - Shenhe?
[that's fair i feel like just about anybody would jump at a fire tornado.
anyway, he says her name, and she looks at him for a second before she just abruptly drops to one knee, hair swinging over her shoulder and covering her face. oof. hope she gets hit by a car.]
[ the tragedy of not being able to tag flurry consistently over these two days is killing me personally
ANYWAY THIS IS A LOT, oh my god. he's not much of a runner, particularly in his fragile glass-bones-and-paper-skin twinkness but that does not stop fei du from coming over to her with a slightly fussy and less cool: ] The middle of the road's not a great place to stop!
it's fine, she's fine! she is just very tired, and also standing is a struggle. she makes a noise that could be heard as grouchy if you're listening correctly, and then:]
I was not expecting... [she trails off, and then she tries to get to her feet.]
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we cannot break into the cars, sadly, but we can try to fight them and lose, so that is precisely what's happening here. fei du will come across shenhe out in the middle of the street facing down cars, weaving her hands in an elaborate fashion - she keeps trying to summon ice, but it just isn't happening. instead, fire comes from her hands, in the form of a flamethrower, a sword, and - right this second - a tornado that she sends at a car.
enjoy the burst of heat that screams past you, fei du. hello.]
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listen. fei du is a pretty cool guy. he is calm. he is collected. he is able to react and roll with the punches to anything.
... he is not, however, ready to deal with a fire tornado that goes right past him, because he jumps about half a foot and scrambles to get away from it, extremely uncool, and then looks at the source. ] - Shenhe?
[ what are you DOING ]
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anyway, he says her name, and she looks at him for a second before she just abruptly drops to one knee, hair swinging over her shoulder and covering her face. oof. hope she gets hit by a car.]
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ANYWAY THIS IS A LOT, oh my god. he's not much of a runner, particularly in his fragile glass-bones-and-paper-skin twinkness but that does not stop fei du from coming over to her with a slightly fussy and less cool: ] The middle of the road's not a great place to stop!
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it's fine, she's fine! she is just very tired, and also standing is a struggle. she makes a noise that could be heard as grouchy if you're listening correctly, and then:]
I was not expecting... [she trails off, and then she tries to get to her feet.]