[the first flame on his palm just makes her curious, and hiyori takes a step closer, her own hand lifting like she's tempted to test the heat for herself. but then the flames are more powerful as he flies up, and she takes that step and another in retreat. she made something like a promise, but the cigarette pack slips from her fingers. once he's settled up above her, she quickly picks them up again and brushes them off. no harm done, right?
she doesn't try to question him until he's on the ground, but she's momentarily forgotten about the reason he went up in the first place.]
That was amazing! Where did you learn how to do that?
[hiyori's real question is something more along the lines of 'what are you?' but that just sounds rude.]
no subject
she doesn't try to question him until he's on the ground, but she's momentarily forgotten about the reason he went up in the first place.]
That was amazing! Where did you learn how to do that?
[hiyori's real question is something more along the lines of 'what are you?' but that just sounds rude.]